Unpredictable

Chapter 24

Alisha's POV:

I walked towards Harry's house, the music from my headphones playing in my ears.

I'm so happy with Harry. He's made me forget all about my life in Doncaster... how it used to be. I'm in love with him and I hope we can spend the rest of our lives together.

A rustling noise from behind the bushes startled me as I carefully took my headphones out. A tall figure appeared, smiling at me. His light brown hair was neatly quiffed, muscular arms were clearly shown as he was wearing a tight fitting long-sleeve shirt. He also wore black, skinny jeans - along with a pair of trainers.

I gasped in shock, not able to comprehend the situation. "Long time no see..." He winked, strutting towards me. "Who's this that you're all dressed up for?" Rolling my eyes, I stepped past him and into Harry's house. Before I closed the door, I heard Justin chuckling outside to himself. How the hell had he found me?

My POV:

That's it. The last straw. I've had enough of Niall. He kept messaging me all sorts of things, I wasn't bothered to open them, so I didn't know what they were. I blocked his number, deciding not to talk to him anymore. I was unbelievably angry. I'd love to storm up to him and give him a hard slap straight across the face. If he tried any more moves or tricks on me, I wouldn't be afraid to kick him where it hurts. I erased Niall's image from my mind, deciding to forget about him altogether. I headed up to my room, where I found Ash sprawled on my bed, reading a book. "Are you ok babe?" "Sure," I spoke through gritted teeth, as I sat down at the edge of the bed. "Aw, come give me a cuddle?" I happily fell into his arms, kissing him. "Ash... I need to tell you something." I couldn't keep this from him. I just couldn't! Ash is the love of my life and I'll always tell him everything. He propped himself up onto his elbows, listening intently. "I'm tutoring Niall and... um. I went over to his house today. We had finished the lesson and I was packing up, ready to go. Long story short, I was mad at him because he kept calling me Princess, stating that I knew that I wanted him - which isn't true. Soon enough, he grabbed my waist and I reacted by giving him a push.  I just feel so horrible about it all, Ash. I don't love him, I really don't. I love you."

Ashton brought my head to his chest, occasionally kissing my head. "Babe, I want you to stay away from him. He's nothing but trouble, and anyway, you're mine. I just hope nothing like this happens again." He smiled down at me, this time going for a long, passionate kiss on the lips.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened.