Summer Love- Harry Styles / Ashton Irwin

Chapter 32

-Ariahs p.o.v.-

"You know you can go if you want? I just don't feel like spending the night with Ashton again. Maybe being alone will help."

"No, no it's fine." Harry shook his head as his hand wound it's way around my shoulder and pulled me close. "I'd rather spend the night with you; alone. Than go get drunk and end up fighting with your psycho boyfriend."

I cringed at the word "boyfriend" being used to describe Ashton. He was now nothing more than an outer shell of what used to be the most caring boy in my life.

I still feel guilty for cheating on him with Harry, but mine and Ashton's relationship is none existent. Only in the public eye. What I do behind closed doors is my business now, not his.

"Ariah."

I felt hot breath on the nape of my neck, tugging me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I turned to face him.

"You are the most beautiful girl I ever did meet." He whispered into my neck as he pressed a kiss against my tingling skin.

I pressed my eyes closed, enjoying the feeling Harry gives me whenever he's near.

"Harry?" I said, sitting up straight, a sudden curiosity burning inside of me.

He caught my eyes with his as he signalled me to continue.

"About the girl in your past, the girl that broke your heart, do you still have those feelings?"

His chest rose as he drew in a breath. He shuffled a little in his seating position. "You know what?"

I awaited his continuation of his sentence with eagerness. "Im not so sure anymore.. I mean, She was honestly the girl of my dreams, her presence made me realise I wasn't so great and perfect which I once thought I was, she changed me for the better. But for as far as in love goes; I think I'm in love with the idea of her. I now know that she isn't the same girl I once fell in love with, she's changed and so have I, our experiences changed us and although they weren't pleasant memories.."

He paused, my heart ached knowing he was thinking about his fallen daughter.

"We were both so young" he continued. "But those events in my life.. My past, have made me who I am today and gotten me to where I am today, and I wouldn't change that for the world." He smiled, placing a small kiss on my forehead.

I let my eyes close, enjoying the bliss of his simple company. Spending time wig Harry was the only time I was truly happy.

But even I knew it wouldn't last long.

"Ariah."

Ashton's voice boomed through the bus and we separated.

I was still terrified of his reaction to us being together.

"We're going out and you are coming. Go get ready."

I stared blankly at him.

"Please." He sighed.

"Okay.." I said quietly, smiling at Harry before leaving to change.

*Ashton's P.O.V.*

I watched Harry's gaze follow Ari's figure into the bedrooms.

The truth is even though I've made it clear she means near enough to nothing to me anymore, my heart aches seeing them together.

She tries her best to hide their relationship but I'm not completely oblivious to the fact she's been distant and I hardly see her anymore.

"Okay, I'm ready." She smiled, grabbing her purse from the counter.

"Bye, Harry." She mumbled, as he didn't give her a second glance.

"I'll be out in a minute, A." I told her as she exited.

"Don't call her A." Harry spoke.

"Why, does that bother you?"

"No, but it bothers her." He said as he rose from his seat to switch on the TV.

"Whatever. Don't tell me how to treat my girlfriend." I retorted.

He chuckled lightly, shaking his head. "What do you want anyway?"

"To tell you to keep it zipped. I'll tell her about her past when she's ready to hear it."

He didn't even flinch. "Cool."

"I mean it Harry." I told him, before slamming the door behind me.

Ari looked up at me, curiosity present on her gorgeous face. "What was that about?"

"Nothing." I took her hand and we left to the car.