A Lovely Betrayal

Chapter Five

Ashley POV

My hands tremble as I press ice against Carson’s bloody nose. Carson groans smacking my hands away.

“Just go away Ash I’ll take care of myself.” She snaps and I glare at her.

“Well I’m sorry for trying to be a good friend.” I growl and stalk out of the bathroom. The others set together in the living room squabbling about what to do. “Will you all shut up! We need to find Harry and tell him what happened. You guys split up and do that. I’m going to get Niall and we are going to look for Ashton and Tatum.”

They all jump up rushing out the door. Following quietly I slip into the stairwell and march up the stairs to Niall’s floor. I bang on the suite door until it slides open to reveal a frazzled shirtless Louis.

“What Ashley? We’re trying to sleep.” He mutters letting me in.

“Harry ran off. Tatum and Carson got into a fist fight and I need you guys to help us find them. Ashton ran off with Tatum before any of us could check her out. Carson has a busted nose, ripped extension and a black eye. No telling what Tatum has.” His eyes are wide.

“Why’d Harry run off?”

“Carson dared Ashton to kiss Tatum. Harry said no and was holding onto Tate too tight. He was hurting her and Ashton got mad. Harry kissed her on the forehead and disappeared. We need to find them. Wake the boys up.” He nods pain evident on his face as he leaves the room. I lean against the wall waiting for them. Niall wanders into the room shirtless rubbing his eyes like a five year old. I smile and giggle at his cuteness making his eyes land on me. He grins walking over to plant a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

“Morning sunshine.” He says with a smile.

“It’s 8:00 at night Nialler. It’s not morning.”

“Yes it is cause I just woke up. It’s morning Princess.” I roll my eyes as the others enter the room dragging their feet. I narrow my eyes crossing my arms.

“Your best friends are god knows where and you lot are moving around like a bunch of zombies. You know what never mind just go back to sleep. We’ll find them ourselves.” I snap and stalk out the door. A warm rough hand catches my wrist yanking me back. I thud against a solid chest and my eyes slide up to meet bright blue ones. Niall stares down at me silently.

“I’m sorry. I’ll help you find them Princess.” He whispers and all I can do is nod. My eyes widen as he leans down towards me, my body acts of it’s own accord pushing me against him slipping my fingers into his hair tugging his face towards mine. My lips crash onto his and my heart explodes in my chest. Holy shit this is what the books mean when they say fireworks. Like your whole body is on fire, yet it feels so amazing you don’t want the flames to end. He pulls back smiling down at me. A grin works it’s way onto my face and I giggle.

“I can’t believe I just kissed Niall Horan.” His smile fades and he pushes me away. I frown reaching out to touch his arm, but he flinches away from my touch. “Niall what’s wrong?”

“Just go look for them. I’ll look upstairs.” He mutters and turns away from me. My eyes follow his retreating figure in astonishment. What did I do? I groan ignoring his statement and follow him as quickly as I can.

“Niall. Niall Stop!” I snap and grab his arm. He whirls around anger filling his eyes.

“What Ashley? Want to kiss the famous Niall Horan again? Want to post it everywhere to get some attention!” He growls glaring down at me. I narrow my eyes at him.

“That is not what I meant Niall. And you know it.”

“How? How do I know you didn’t just come on this tour with Michael to get in the public eye because of me and the boys!” He yells grabbing my arms and pushing me up against the wall roughly.