Summer Love- Harry Styles / Ashton Irwin

Chapter 27

Ariahs P.O.V.

"Lets go out tonight." I suggested to everyone.

Today and tomorrow are one of the few breaks the guys get, and seen as they aren't going home for the weekend we may aswell enjoy free time.

Everyone agreed as we all finished our breakfast.

I volunteered to wash the dishes eventhough it was Nialls turn.

He thanked me and I got to cleaning the dishes.

Two hands wrapped around my waist and my stomach filled with butterflies, which soon faded when I realised it was just Ashton.

Just Ashton. My boyfriend. The guy Im falling out of love with.

"Why are you doing the washing up?" He scoffed.

"Because I offered." I stated as I continued.

He pulled me forcefully away from the kitchen sink. "I don't think so. You're not their maid."

Everyone's eyes were on us as he kept a tight grip on my waist, me feeling a little frightened.

"It's fine Ashton, its just a few dishes." I tried to pull back but he just held me tighter.

"Ashton stop." I whispered harshly and he turned to the guys who were all watching us intently.

"She isn't your slave. Wash up for yourselves." He spat at them and I shot them all an apologetic look as they frowned.

Harry rose from his seat and my heart skipped.

"Fine. I'll do it." He got to the sink and stood by Ashton. "If you get out of the way first."

Ashtons eyes flashed with anger as he released me and I stepped aside.

"Dont push me." He spat.

"What? Like the way you push your girlfriend around? You seem pretty good at that lately." Harry shot back and I got a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Okay stop." I spoke up, pulling Ashton away, telling him to leave.

"No. Who the fuck does he think he is?!" Ashton yelled at me, pushing me back and I gasped.

Everyone stood from their seats and warned Ashton off as he eventually stormed out.

"Are you okay?" Harry placed his hand on my arm and I met his eyes, nodding as he smiled.

"I just need some alone time." I told everyone and they nodded as I left to sit in my bunk.

"You know you should really break up with him."

I quickly wiped my tears away, avoiding eye contact with Harry as he sat beside me.

"Its not that easy Harry... He's the only one who knows who I was before my accident and what happened to me."

Harry frowned. "Accident?"

"Yeah.. I was in some sort of accident and I lost my memory. I have no recollection of most of that year."

"What's the last thing you remember?" His face held a hard to read expression as he seemed interested in what I was saying.

I thought long and hard, racking my brains for any memory.

"I remember being upset about something, i don't remember what though. I went to a club... and that's when I met Ashton, for the first time of course."

Harrys eyes fell to the ground as he looked as if he was going to tell me something.

But he stayed silent.

"Harry can I ask you something?" He lifted his head.

"Sure." He smiled softly.

"Niall told me there was a girl you fell in love with and things happened which changed who you were, what happened?"

Its not really something I needed to know, but it would settle my curiosity.

"He told you that, did he?" Harry tensed.

"I mean, you don't have to tell me..."

"Um, well, long story short.. I was a huge player. And Id been dragged to a party with Louis, and the most memorizing girl caught my eye. We ended up sleeping together. Which wasn't new to me and I thought it would just be another one night stand. But she got pregnant."

I sucked in a breath, listening intently.

"We stayed together for the sake of the baby, never really confirming our relationship, but surely enough I fell in love with her. She was perfect.." Harry swallowed.

"But she was in a car accident. And we thought she'd lost the baby. But she hadn't. A few weeks after the baby arrived prematurely... she only lived for approximately 26 minutes." A tear fell from Harrys eye and I felt a pain in my chest. I had no idea.

"She was depressed.. she told me she never wanted to see me again and stopped returning my calls, the funeral date came and she cried in my arms for the entire day. We spent nights together where she'd cry in my chest, I knew it was hard on her and nothing would be the same anymore. A few weeks passed and she still wasn't okay. She left early one morning and never returned. I saw her a few weeks later in a bar with Ash- another guy. She told me she didn't know me, and I was hopeless. Her way of grieving was to push our memories out of her life, like it never even happened."

Harrys P.O.V.

I decided to leave out the part where I told her Id found out she had really lost her memory and recently she had re entered my life. Because then she would click on and it was too early.

Another tear fell from my eye and she was quick to wipe it away.

"Im so sorry." She whispered.

"Its not your fault." I smiled softly eventhough my idea of her apology and hers are totally different.

To her, she's apologizing in sympathy of my loss, to me shes apologizing for everything we went through. Which wasn't her fault.

She leant in slowly, pressing her soft lips against mine.

I savoured the moment once again, kissing her back and holding the kiss for as long as possible.

"I shouldn't be doing this." She mumbled, referring to her now cheating on Ashton.

"Sorry." I told her, not meaning a single word of it.

I wanted her, damn it I needed her.

And if that meant cheating on her asshole of a boyfriend then I couldn't give a shit.

She was mine first.