"so you know, if we're going out tonight, were gonna have to at least go shopping. I mean, unless you don't mind torn jeans and a shirt?" I said to niall as we sat on the couch.
"no, I don't mind taking you shopping. you know we could go right now. it's kind of, 'tight' in here? a lot of tension, you know." niall replied.
"um yeah that's fine. I just want to talk to Harry right now."
"okay." he kind of seemed unsure when he said that, but I just wanted to talk. honestly.
I got up off the couch and headed over to the kitchen where Harry and Louis were, with the exception of Scarlett being there as well.
"Harry,could I um, take to you?" I was quiet for a few seconds.
"sure." he finally answered and him and Scarlett began to walk together.
"just Harry. please, just Harry."they both stopped and Harry started at me, obviously as I was starting right back at him. I then looked at Scarlett and she was making a screwed up expression. I could have swore I saw her before when she made that face,it was almost like her nose was broken,or had been broken.
Harry let go of scarletts waist and turned to her,like he was going kiss her,and I think she thought the same but when she was leaning in he turned back to me and walked on.
"what?" he almost barked at me when we got to his room and the door was shut. I want looking for a bad attitude, just a conversation, but you know what...bad attitudes rub off on others.
I slowly walked over to his Stereo and looked through his CDs. since when did he listen to metal? I looked at my options slowly and finally came to decide on the CD he bought for me,which was the twilight film score CD, with a lot of the piano songs from the movie twilight when came out. I loved all the piano songs on that movie,so he bought me and of it, and I distinctly remember, the few times he would dance with me,where ever it was playing. I really remember when we're dancing in his room,it had been three cleanest I've ever seen his room, none of the boys were home. it was me and him.
it was raining and cold outside ,but he still insisted on having how bedroom window open. nothing could ruin that day,because it was almost too good to be true. our conversation probably went something like,
" why are you so into three twilight movie Ashley?"
"it's not the movie,but the music."
"no,I think you have a thing for vampires,huh?"
"maybe."
" I'll be your vampire."
And that's how it would end. him picking me up,and swinging me around. his arms,weren't like anything. they were strong and gentle. they were safety. his lips weren't just some piece of skin, they were soft and warm and I always felt a spark when we kissed, nothing like when we made out that practically, took my breath away, as well my words. speechless I should say.
"Well, what is it?" he said snapping me out of my thoughts. but I still continued and slipped the CD in and pressed play.
"do you remember, when we danced to this song? it was raining, real cold. but you still wanted to keep the window open," he sat down on the bed.
"and we danced. it was a weird dance. we practically just hugged and swayed. out was quite, none of the boys we home eith-"
"what's the point? what's the point of it Ashley? get on with it, what ever it is." what he just said, made me speechless,
'what's the point?'
"what's the point, harry? the point is, how could you just throw everthing we had away, and trade it for-"
