I'm In Love With My Brothers Best Friend

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Louis POV

I can't say I don't miss seeing Ashton around in the flat, and smelling her perfume. Whenever I got home from a bad day, she would always be sitting on the couch watching tv in a oversized shirt. When she saw me, her eyes widened and she'd get up and exit the room. They've only lasted in my dads flat for about a week until Liam helped them find a flat of their own. They moved out that same day.

I'm starting to like Ashton. I can't help it, she has the effect that no other girl has ever had on me. She's small, sweet, tender, and let me not mention feisty. Whenever I was twenty feet away from her, she'd go weak to her knees. Tonight she wouldn't be sleeping in her house. Who knows, maybe at this very instant she was with another guy. I didn't want to think of that, it made my heart throb. Tomorrow morning I was going to Harry's flat for a visit. Thank god she wouldn't be in the house, I wouldn't get distracted by her so easily. Although I know how to hide my feelings, which is probably why she doesn't know that she has my attention.

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"LOUIS! GET YOUR FUCKING ARSE IN HERE RIGHT NOW!" My dads sudden loud voice woke me up.

"WHO THE FUCK WAS IN THE FLAT WHILE I WAS GONE?!" His anger was noticeable as he yelled, the veins on his neck were visible.

"I don't know what you're talking about Jonny, weren't you supposed to be here next week?" I didn't bond with my dad so I didn't bother calling him dad, I called him by his name.

"DONT YOU DARE TRY TO COME LIE TO MY FACE! THE NEIGHBORS SAID THEY SAW A BOY AND A GIRL SPEND A WHOLE ENTIRE WEEK HERE! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU I DIDN'T WANT ANYONE IN MY FLAT. YOU KNOW WHAT?! GET OUT! NOW!" Was he really kicking me out? Whatever it was, I wasn't going to stand here and argue with him, cause honestly talking with him is like talking to a damn wall.

I went to my room and jumped into the shower.

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Ashton's POV

I woke up with a major headache. Last night, those drinks really made me sick to the stomach even though I didn't drink a lot. Events that occurred last night played in my head. Kissing that guy, showering. Honestly all I remember was going into the bathroom to shower and from there everything else was a blur. Thank god Harry believed I was just tired. If he would've known what really happen, I would possibly already be in my coffin.

A knock on the door interrupted me from my thoughts. I looked up to see who it was, as Harry walked in.

"I just wanted to let you Louis is here. So please don't be weird about it. And he's staying over," he walked out the room as I tried to speak.

Sleep over? Wasn't it to early for that to be planned already. Normally they would make that decision late night. I glanced over at my clock, bloody hell! It was already 3:00 p.m. I already missed half of my day, as far as I was concerned, I wasn't staying in. I went into the shower letting the warm water fall onto my bare body.

Once I was out, I slipped on high waisted pants and a crop top. I did my make-up and put my hair up in a messy bun.

As I went downstairs, I didn't even think of telling Harry I was going out. I was ten feet from the door when the voice behind me, made my heart race rapidly.

"Where you going love?" It was Louis. Was I dreaming or is this really happening? I turned around and noticed it was actually him.

"It's none of your concern." I spit harshly. I tried to walk out the door until I felt large hands push my small body against the wall.