Living with One Direction

Chapter 16

*Ainsley's POV*

"Okay." I take a moment to gather my thoughts fully and think of where I want to begin.

"This was before I was even born, but it's how everything has changed. So my mom, her name was Janie," my voice catches at speaking her name, but I quickly recover and proceed. "So my dad, he hasn't ever really been a faithful man until his current wife now. While my mom was pregnant with me, at home alone, he was off screwing around with someone else. Our families are not close with him at all and everyone pretty much thought my mom was a fool for even marrying him. So, that's pretty much why I'm here now and don't have anywhere to go, but I'll get to that later,"

After thirty minutes of me telling Zayn everything there ever was to know about me, I don't even cry. There's nothing left. No tears or sadness, just emptiness.

I feel as if Zayn can sense this, because the next thing I know, his lips are crashing onto mine.

*Harry's POV*

I felt really bad for leaving Ainsley like that this morning, but I couldn't risk anything. If I had stayed in that room for one more minute, my clothes sure as hell wouldn't be on and I'm hoping hers wouldn't have been either.

Damn it, stop Harry. She's fifteen, you can't think like that!

Oh but I can, and I do.

I look at the clock and notice that I was having an internal battle about Ainsley and I being okay together for a good hour.

I should probably go apologize now. Judging by this morning, I can tell that I really hurt her. I didn't mean to, but it was for her own good, and so I didn't do anything that I would regret later on.

I walk to Ainsley's room and don't even bother knocking before I enter. I don't care if she's naked or not, I still have to apologize.

"Ains, I'm really sor-," I stop mid-sentence at the sight before me. Zayn is scrambling to get off of Ainsley and Ainsley looks scared and confused and slightly happy. I turn around and walk back out, but Zayn rushes after me.

"Harry, wait! It wasn't what it looked like! Please don't tell anyone, I really like her and I don't want anyone else to know about it," he pleads.

"Why the fuck are you kissing a fifteen year old!? You're 21 for fucks sake!" I say, finding any excuse to make him like her a little less. I know I'm being selfish, but the fact that he barely knows her and goes to kiss her pisses me the fuck off. Plus, how can he really like her when he is never there enough for her to really get to know her?! I'm always there for her!

I leave the house and start walking. I just need to get out of this house before I do something to hurt my friends or Ainsley.

But of course, with just my luck, the paparazzi are here and mob me.

"Can I get some privacy please? I just wanted to get some fresh air, not be swarmed by you guys." I try my best to hold my anger in, but if they don't leave I'm going to end up punching someone, again.

"Harry, why are you not at home with the boys?"

"Is something wrong?"

"You need a break from the boys, right?"

"Does this mean you're going solo now?"

"No! Just stop! I never said anything like that. Stop twisting my words!" I loudly say. It's getting harder to think and stay calm by the second.

I walk quickly back home, trying to avoid them and their camera equipment. We have a document saying that they cannot invade our property, so once I get inside and I shut the gate, blocking me from the paps.

I walk back into the house, and straight to my room, avoiding everyone.

A few seconds later, there's a quiet and hesitant knock on my door.

"H-Harry?" Ainsley asks, her voice barely audible.

I resist the urge to make a move to the door and just hug her.

"Harry please open up. I just need someone right now. I need you," she whispers, her voice cracking at the end. I can tell that she's been crying and before I can change my mind, I'm on my feet and opening the door, inviting her in.

"Harry, I'm so confused. I don't know what just happened and I can't process it. I was just starting to think that my life would be okay again, but then that happened and now I don't know what to do."

The only thing I can do for her right now is to hug her, and I do just that. I'm at a loss of words. I honestly have no idea what to say to her because I haven't ever dealt with anything that she has been going through. For the past four years, most things have been handed to me, material wise, and she has nothing. Absolutely nothing.

She's sobbing into my chest. I think the best thing I can do for her is just listen. But, my mouth and mind don't seem to even work together. "What happened in there Ains?" I asked.

I immediately regret asking because she just cries harder. She pulls away, opening her eyes to look at me and opens her mouth to speak. Her eyes are sparkling blue and puffy. It's obvious that she has been crying all day.

"He kissed me," she croaks, finally getting the words out.

"I told him everything because I needed to talk just then. I just needed someone to know everything about me and he offered to just listen. Once I was finished, he kissed me. Harry I'm so confused, I didn't want any more of this drama going on."

I wipe the tears pouring from her eyes. "Ains, I'm here for you, always will be. I don't care if you're pissed at me or if I'm pissed at you, I will always be here. No matter what, you can come to me, okay?" I desperately tell her. I don't want this incident to happen again and I hate seeing her so broken.

"Thank you Harry. Thank you so much. Can I tell you something?" she says, easing up on the sobbing.

"Anything," I reply.

"This morning, well I didn't think you liked me anymore. You left. You just left, without saying anything. Just like everyone else." I could barely hear the last part, but I still caught it.

"Hey, hey, I will never leave you okay?" I feel terrible. I shouldn't have just left her like that. I was just trying to protect us both. She needs to know that I will always be here.

God I'm such an idiot. Maybe if I had apologized earlier, she would be laughing instead of crying right now. Maybe if I hadn't left she would be smiling instead of frowning. I can't help but feel somewhat at fault for this girls pain.

(A/N):

I know this is kind of short but I didn't have a lot of time to update, I'll be sure to update within the next few days for sure! Also, I'm going to be releasing an Aaron Carpenter fanfic soon! Xoxo