Nialls model sister (COMPETED)

Chapter 3

Ashton pov: As one month went by I was gaining weight. I was starting to be happy with myself. I now weigh a whole one hundred pounds. Tonight I’m going on my fourth date with Troy. We’ve been here for a month but it’s almost time to leave. I met him at the door and brought him to my room. “We need to talk.” “What is it, babe?” He asked. “Look, I like you a lot. But, my brother and the band are leaving tomorrow. I’m really sorry but it’s for the best if we call it off. I can’t handle a long distance relationship. I’m not even from this country. I really really like you, but I can’t do it. It hurts like hell to tell you this… Thank you for all you’ve done for me. I’ll be sure that next time I’m near, we’ll meet up. I promise I’ll never forget you though. You really mean a lot to me.” I said trying to keep from crying. He frowned. “I understand, it’s alright.” I hugged him. “Thank you for being so cool with it. I’m very thankful.” He smiled, kissed my cheek and left. I sat on my bed with my fists under my chin. I sighed. I made sure everything was packed again. I did have to go shopping for a new wardrobe since all my clothes were now too small. I made the bed and cried. Stupid Ashton quit crying, you’re too sensitive. I literally cry over the stupidest things. That’s got to change. I collected myself enough and got bored with my phone. I knocked on Niall’s door but heard his shower on. I went to Zayn’s, he was on the phone. Liam and Louis were playing video games. I went into Harry’s room. “Haz?” I called out sitting on his bed. “Yeah?” He walked out in a towel and my mouth formed an “o” shape. I quickly shut my mouth. “I’m bored.” I whined. I turned away while he got dressed. He sat on the bed in front of me and I smiled. “So, how’s Taylor?” I asked. He shrugged. “Honestly…it’s a management thing. She has a few more hours actually and we can announce a break up. She’s a great girl and all but she’s not my type. How are you and Troy?” He asked. “We were wonderful. I broke it off because I know I wouldn’t be able to handle a long distance relationship. I feel awful but he was nice about it…I’m kinda sad but there’s no way it would of ever worked out.” I slumped my shoulders. “By the way, what is your type?” I added curiously. “Well, I prefer a brunette really. Someone who’s not almost taller than me. Someone who’s down to earth and you can have a good conversation with her. A funny girl with a great laugh and sense of humor. She has to be willing to be away sometimes and a cute little nose drives me mad.” I laughed and Harry smiled. “What’s your type?” He asked. “Hmm, someone who’s talented in one way or another. Someone who’s not…normal? If that makes sense. Someone willing to go on adventures with me, have fun, be on the wild side. Not afraid to try new things, can deal with my schedule, a cute one of course, I dunno.” He smiled. “Also, I quit my management. I’m looking to hear from a different company in London soon.” He nodded. “That’s great. Finally got them off your back.” I nodded and laid down with my hands behind my head. “Would you date a celebrity?” He blurted out. “Erm, depends. Definitely not an actor because at some point they’d have to kiss someone on screen and I am not okay with that.” He laughed. “Maybe I would. Why do you ask?” He shrugged. “Would you date someone like me?” He asked. “Maybe. Only if my brother approved though. I would absolutely love to have someone to sing to me. Sing at our wedding, sing every day. I’d love it.” Harry smiled widely. When Harry opened his mouth to talk my phone rang. I answered. “Yes that’s me.” I said to the woman asking for me. “I’m Mary from the agency in London. You were accepted and I’d gladly be your new manager.” I gasped. “Seriously?!” “Yes.” Mary laughed. I squealed and jumped up and down. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She laughed again. “I’ll speak with you when you come from holiday. But just for a review we’d like you to a shoot where you’re at with a few boys, alright?” She asked. “Yes. Yes anything. Text me the information.” She hung up and I squealed. “What?” Harry laughed. “I got accepted! I have new management! The one in London! I finally get to move to London!” He walked over and hugged me. “I’m so excited for you.” He said. “Thank you!” Out of pure instinct I kissed him. I quickly pulled away and blushed. “I-um, sorry I didn’t mean- um, I gotta go.” I stuttered backing out of his room. I went to Niall’s room. “Ni! Niiial!” He opened the door. “Yeah?” I walked in and sat on his bed. “Two things. One, I got into that modeling thing in London! I get to be near you again!” He smiled and congratulated me. “Also, I accidentally kissed Harry. And I sort of liked it.” I closed my eyes waiting on an angry reaction. “What? Why? Did he come on to you? I want to know how it happened.” He ordered. “Well, I was in his room because I was bored and everyone else was busy. We were just talking when I got the call. I was super excited and I just sort of grabbed him and kissed him. Then I walked out and I’m terrified because I sort of liked it.” Niall started laughing. “What? What’s so funny?” I asked. “Harry has the hugest crush on you. I just think it’s funny. Do you like him?” Niall asked. I noticed that he kept looking at the door. “Honestly I don’t know. I think I do, but I don’t know if I’m ready for another relationship. I feel like it’d be rushing and I really am sad about Troy. Possibly in the future. My shoot is later today, will you all come? I’m really nervous.” I said. Niall nodded. “Course. But we all know Harry won’t hesitate to ask you out.” I blushed and left the room to get ready. I sat in the back of the taxi van with Harry beside me of course. The boy followed me everywhere. We finally got there and I had to tell people who I was. I had to keep my mouth closed or I’d surely drool at the men in front of me. They each shook my hand introducing themselves. The dirty blonde was Kyle. The one with a buzz cut was Chris and the one with gorgeous tan skin was Eli. I got into hair and makeup first. The makeup wasn’t as extreme as I was she to and I loved it. My hair was in beach waves and had little braids here and there. Two women put me in a bikini. The bottoms had frilly stuff on the top and the top was strapless. The bikini resembled a watermelon. I walked out in front of the camera where the three boys were already standing. They instructed us on where to stand and what to do. I laughed when I was hit with a beach ball on the small beach like set. I spiked it at Kyle. He lifted me over his shoulder like the photographer told him to. I looked behind Kyle and saw the boys. Harry did not look happy. I smiled and waved at them. “Okay small break.” The photographer announced. I walked over to the boys. “This is so much fun. Hot beach boys without the beach.” Everyone laughed but Harry. “Harry are you okay? You look really mad.” I said crossing my arms in front of him. “I’m fine.” He mumbled. I was about to pester him but the photographer yelled us back to the set. “Is it suppose to be a watermelon?” Harry asked when I turned around. “Yes.” “Alright, Ashton, sit down sideways and cross one leg over the other.” I did as he said. We did a good five other poses including me being lifted by the three boys and laughing hard. We were finally done and I got redressed. I stepped out of my room and saw Kyle standing there. “Hey, Ashton.” “Hi.” “Can I ask you something?” He asked. I nodded. “Do you think I could get your number and we could go out some time?” I sighed. “You can have my number but I’m sorry you can’t take me out. I don’t live in America and I sort of have my eye on someone else.” He frowned. “Who?” “He was here today watching with my brother and the rest of the band.” “That one?” He pointed behind me and there standing was Harry. I gasped, grabbed my things and walked away.