Summer Love- Harry Styles / Ashton Irwin

Chapter 23

A pair of strong arms wrapped around my arms from behind, plunging me into the water.

My body hit the chilling pool of deep liquid as I felt myself sinking.

"Help!" I screamed as the dark figure watched me fight to float.

As I tried to pull up my leg I felt something strong stopping me, hooking onto my ankle and violently tugging me under the dirty water.

I sucked in my last desperate breath as I was consumed by the water.

My lungs quickly running out of oxygen as I felt myself losing consciousness.

I was hit with a sudden gust of oxygen as my eyes shot open.

I was still in my bunk.

The same nightmare Id been having for the past week.

I climbed out of bed and to the kitchen.

I noticed a note attached to the fridge door.

It read - 'Ariah- Meet me at the venue at 2.30.
Ashton. x'

I screwed up the note and threw it in the trash and began getting ready for the day.

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I entered the venue and searched for Ashton, asking around and such but no one knew where he was.

"Don't bother looking for Ashton. He's not here."

Shivers rolled down my back as I realised I would now have to face the boy that dedicated a song to me, confessing he loved me and still insists he 'loved me first'. Also the boy my boyfriend forbid me to speak to.

"It was you who left the note?"

"Yes, I knew there was no other way I could get you alone."

"I -um, I need to go.." I stuttered awkwardly as I hurried off before he could speak.

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"Who's up for the fairground?!" Michael yelled and we all cheered as we drove in separate cars, arriving at a very well organised fairground.

We entered, looking around for a while as I felt Harrys eyes on me the entire time.

Ashton squeezed my hand tighter as he noticed his gaze on me and he pulled me into kiss him.

I spotted a ride that looked fun.

"Ashtonnnn?" I dragged and he immediately shook his head.

"No." Was all he said and I whined.

"I will." A deep voice spoke from behind and I swallowed.

He knew he was testing Ashton as he dragged me from Ashton and towards the ride.

"Harry-"

"Sh, just come on. It's just a ride." He smirked and I gave in, biting my lip as Ashtons face twisted in anger.

We were buckled in besides on another and as if instinct I took his hand for support.

"Sorry." I mumbled and pulled my hand away.

"No, it's fine." He took my hand back in his and I smiled softly.

The ride sped off and finished in a flash.

We stepped off of the ride laughing and went to see the photos which were taken.

There was two which were snapped of us.

One we were both holding our hands up, and the other was of us both smiling at eachother.

"Okay that's enough." Ashton spat from behind me and took my hand.

"Wha-"

He dragged me away from everyone as I looked back to see Harry frowning.

"Ashton we only just got here!"

"I don't care." He spoke harshly as he led me to the car and opened the door for me.

"Ashton you're being stupid. Lets go back inside." I raised my eyebrows.

"Get in the car Ariah." He insisted and I sighed. Climbing into the passenger seat and folding my arms in a huff.

"Put on your seatbelt." He demanded and I rolled my eyes, clipping it together and slouching into the chair.

-Harrys P.O.V.-

I watched as Ashton dragged her away from the rest of us and turned back to the photos.

"I'll have that one." I pointed to the photo of us both looking at eachother and payed the cashier, receiving a look from Louis as the woman told us we were a great couple.

"Thanks." I mumbled before we left to look around some more.

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"Sorry!" A voice squeaked as the body to match slammed into me.

"Its fine." I smiled, looking up to meet a brown haired girl, with chocolate brown eyes. Features similar to Ariahs.

"Im Jessica." She smiled and I smirked.

"Harry. Harry Styles." We walked together for a while, separating from the rest of the group and spending the day with Jessica.

With each moment passed realizing how similar she was to Ariah, although no one could compare to her.

-Ashtons P.O.V.-

I wondered into the kitchen and saw a piece of paper screwed up by the trash can, Kneeling down to pick it up, I straightened the creases and read the scribble.

'Ariah- Meet me at the venue at 2.30.
Ashton. x'

I clenched my jaw as I shoved the note in my back pocket.

Heading for the door as I heard Ariah call for me in confusion.