•Ashley's POV•
Of course. Harry's timing couldn't have been better.
I hope you sense my sarcasm here.
"U-uhm, i-it isn't what it l-looks like?" I stated. Although it came out like a question.
I gently pushed Jake back and gave Harry a weary smile.
"Get dressed, now." Harrys' jaw was clenched along with his fists and he was speaking through clenched teeth. I nodded and bent down to pick up my clothes.
I hastily put my clothes on and grabbed my purse and phone. I quickly hugged Jake and mumbled a 'see you tomorrow' and speed walked over towards the door to Harry.
"It's not entirely her fault," Jake started to defend me. "I dared her to, don't get mad at her." Jake picked up his clohtes and started to get dressed.
"Keep your mouth shut," Harry snapped "It is taking everything in me to not beat the absolute shit out of you right now." Harry glared at Jake. If looks could kill Jake would have been murdered.
"Harry, lets go." I put my hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. He huffed and turned around pushing the door open and walking out. I turned around and mouthed a quick 'sorry' to Jake to which he waved his hand, dismissing it.
I cautiously walked outside only to be yelled at by Harry.
"What the fuck was that!" He pointed towards the store. His face was red and the vain on his neck was sticking out.
"I-It was n-nothing. We were just-t playing Truth o-or D-Dare" I coward back, afraid of what his next move would be.
"That was not Truth or Dare." He bit back. "Lets go." He headed towards the car. I bowed my head and followed. It was pointless to argue.
Harry got into the drivers side of the car and slammed the door. I let out a shakey sigh and made my way towards the passenger side. I opened the door and slid into the seat. The engine rumbled to life and Harry sped out of the parking lot.
"You can't hang out with him any more." Harry broke the silence.
I furrowed my eye brows. "Yes I can." I looked over at him. "You can't tell me who I can and can't hang out with."
"I can and I will." His fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly. I raised my eyebrows.
"No, you can't. Harry, you are not my dad!" I raised my voice. Harry stopped at a stop light and turned to face me.
"I don't care! You are not hanging out with him anymore, end of discussion." He turned to face the road again.
Hell no.
"You know what? I'm done." I unbucked my seat belt and opened the door. I hopped out of the car and grabbed my purse off of the seat.
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