Summer Love- Harry Styles / Ashton Irwin

Chapter 28

I finish curling my hair as the door slides open.

"Hey." Ashton half smiles and I don't respond.

"About earlier, Im sorry okay?" He spoke as if he had no choice but apologise.

"Okay." I said, not wanting to start an argument right now, I want to be in a good mood for at least an hour before I have to face the harsh reality of my possessive boyfriend.

Its taken him all day to apologise after disappearing to god knows where once again.

Whether I should be worried or not Im unsure of at the moment..

Ashtons P.O.V.

"Okay." She stated, not displaying much emotion.

I watched her as she pulled back her fringe, pinning it to the side with a bobby pin and turning off her curling tongues.

She looked truly beautiful.

"What?" She asked as she noticed me staring.

I cracked a smile and the frowned. "You're beautiful."

She smiled a little, but as I leant in to kiss her she turned her head. Claiming she'd just done her lipgloss.

She passed me and grabbed her outfit from the hanger on her bunk and told me to leave whilst she changed.

"Why? Nothing I haven't seen before." I told her, which got me a roll of her eyes and a door slammed in my face.

Damn.

Ariahs P.O.V.

We entered the club, flashing them our IDs and finding a table, Ashton clinged to me like a lost boy as we passed through the crowds of people.

A few people recognised them but the guys ignored the attention and continued smiling.

Michael brought us all a round of shots and we thanked him, downing it in one and pulling a sour face.

Harry chuckled from the other side of the table and I held back the smile fighting to the surface.

"If you'll excuse me." Calum winked as he spotted a girl who was eyeing him.

We all laughed and cheered him on sarcastically as he flipped us off.

We took a second round of shots and Ashton began to place kisses on my neck, my eyes instantly shot to Harry who was looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Lets go dance." I mumbled to Ashton who didn't protest as he wound his arms around my waist from behind and I lead him to the dance floor.

Harrys P.O.V.

She left to dance with him.

She forgave him. The anger was building up as all I wanted was to let her know about who she was but I couldn't bring myself to

He was taking advantage of her and it pained me.

His eyes looked to be literally undressing her as they danced.

"I need a drink." I grumbled, going to the bar and ordering a straight bourbon.

I drank it in seconds and ordered another.

"You're Harry Styles." A girl who had appeared by my side giggled.

"No shit." I mumbled under my breath, swallowing the remains of the strong liquid.

"Two shots Claudia." The girl called and the bar woman nodded.

She handed me a shot which I didn't decline and lifted it to my mouth as she stopped me.

"Oh no, no, no." She smirked. "Like this."

She took the lime and squeezed the juice onto the nape of my neck, the smirk still present on her face.

She ran her tongue over the lime juice and took the shot.

Her face didn't twist as she swallows the shot like Ariahs would, I frowned at my thoughts.

The girl brought the left over lime to her lips and sucked on the fruit as she brought it to my mouth also, both of us sucking on the lime, which dropped and resulted in our lips connecting.

The kiss was a shock, but I didn't reject it.

She ran her tongue along my mouth as I let my hands roam around her waist.

Our lips parted. "Your turn." She grinned, handing me the small shot glass.

Ariahs P.O.V.

I took a quick look over to the table where Harry was no longer.

My eyes searched the room and landed on him locking mouths with a blonde girl.

I quickly turned away. Well that hurt.

"Ashton."

"Yeah baby?" He looked up at me as we slowed down with the dancing.

"I want you." I whispered in his ear.

I know for a fact this was out of jealousy but I don't care.

"Right here?" He smirked, chuckling cockily.

"No, in there." I turned to the toilets and he didn't object, we stumbled into the womens toilets carelessly.

Two girls screamed in disgust and ran out earning us to laugh.

He pushed me into a cubicle and locked the door.

"Do you have a-"

"Of course." He smirked, pulling out the shiny wrapper.

"Good." I mumbled, pulling him towards me, his body pressing against me in the small cubicle.

My ears caught sound of someone else entering, but I didn't care.

Until I realized it was another couple about to do the same thing.

"Can we go into the mens?" I asked him and his face crinkled.

"These are much cleaner." He joked.

"Yeah but there's someone else in here."

"Oh Harry." The girl from next door moaned and I felt physically sick.

I straightened up and ran out of the stall, Ashton shouting for me.

Soon after Harry emerged looking flustered. He must have heard Ashton calling for me and known I heard them.

This is so messed up...