Chapter 7

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He leans away and still stares into my eyes, I stare back and my tears still pour from my eyes, but his fingers still swipe against my cheek, "Ashleigh, I don't want you to be upset. It's breaking my heart here." He says.

Harry was screaming at me just a minute ago, now he's kissed me, and he's saying sweet stuff. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm putting a lot of pressure on you, I'm sorry I yelled, I promise that we'll visit your gran, I promise that for whatever reason, I'll try my best to control my temper, but I can't help it, something just snaps inside of me and it's who I am. You aren't used to it, and I promise we don't have to go to that Yates' house, we'll move to the next, it's my old school teacher who I hate, he used to give me detentions every single day, he's no one who you will know, and I promise that you don't have to look as you know.. I kill him."

I nod, the next thing, Harry's arms wrap around me and he pulls me into his chest, "Even though I'm the bad guy, I promise that I will protect you, as long as you promise to never leave."

I nod again, closing my eyes and breathing deeply,

"Oh and I've got your medication for if you have a panic attack of some sorts, just to let you know."

"You seem to have a lot of my stuff." I mumble,

"I have your black guitar." He says, I laugh and shake my head, "Oh and your lucky socks."

"How do you know a lot about me?"

"Because I do." He chuckles, "Come on, let me smash up my shitty teachers house." He says, I get into his car and strap my seatbelt in.

I can't get over the fact that he kissed me, why? I don't get it..

He gets into the drivers seat and starts it up. Before pulling out of the area and going down a road. I curl up and rest my head on the side, staring out of the windown and thinking about what's going to happen, now and for the rest of my life.

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Harry's POV

I.. I don't know why I kissed Ashleigh, it just felt right. I grip the steering wheel and keep my eyes on the road. Mostly.

I keep glancing over at her, I know exactly how she feels, but, I started this, and I want her to be safe, she will never be safe if she leaves us all. I can protect her, I know it's insane, but if you think about it, there are people against us, who would love to kill our most vunerable, the ones I care about.

There are people who want me dead, who are in gangs, and would use our girls as bait, and us guys aren't letting that happen.

To be honest, I seriously don't care for Megan, she's a spoilt brat. It's quite funny actually because Louis has Eleanor, but he seriously doesn't care for Megan either, it's just so Ashleigh doesn't feel alone with strangers, but then again, Megan has turned on Ashleigh, which means, we're are very close to killing Megan.

I bet you are wondering why I'm interested in Ashleigh, well the fact is..

Our dads were friends, I knew her from when we were little, her dad was already gone when she was four, and when I hit fifteen, I killed my dad. And she was there, though she doesn't remember. That's why she doesn't remember Liam, her brother, the one she trusted so much.

She was involved in a huge car accident when she was fourteen, I was sixteen. She couldn't remember anything, I left, Liam left, her brother and sister just went to get a new life. While Liam and I started all of this.

I was Ashleigh's friend, yet, she doesn't remember, and Liam and I promised her that she'd never be alone, that was just before we left to create this.

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