Nialls model sister (COMPETED)

Chapter 4

Ashton pov: Harry and I have kept a bit of distance since I basically admitted who I liked right in front of him. We were now in California, the review for my shoot went amazing. I’m currently looking at flats in London near Niall. That means near the other boys. “See any you like?” Niall asked sitting next to me. “Sorta. I don’t know.” “What’s wrong?” He asked. “I just um… I sorta I just don’t feel good. My stomach hurts. And I have a headache, I’m just feeling miserable honestly.” I laughed. He frowned. “Why?” I blushed wanting him to avoid that. “Because…I’m a girl…” “Well I don’t know what to do. I’ll ask one of the boys and they’ll bring you…stuff…” He said quietly. I laughed. “I’m gonna go lay in my bunk just tell them that.” He nodded and walked out. Twenty minutes later I heard someone enter the bus. I knew it couldn’t be Zayn because him and Perrie were out in LA and not Niall of course. “Hello?” Harry’s voice sounded through the bus. “In here.” I mumbled clutching my stomach. I sat up and Harry walked in. “Niall said you needed stuff and he told me what you liked so I got you food and stuff.” He said blushing. I smiled and motioned him up to sit with me. “I probably look awful right now.” I laughed picking through the tempting food. Harry shook his head. “I think you look beautiful.” Now it was my turn to blush. I never really imagined Harry to be this soft nice guy. But he was such a weird, goofy, adorably nice person. I smiled and thanked him. “Want some?” We shared a pint of ice cream and added caramel and chocolate syrup. He turned toward me and I put chocolate syrup on his nose. “Hey!” He wiped it off and did the same to my cheek. I laughed and wiped it off. All the snacks were off the bed and in the kitchen. I was laying on my back with my head on Harry’s lap. “These bunks are quite large.” I said observing all the room I had in it. He nodded and rubbed circles in my stomach, lessening some of the pain. “Ashton..” Harry said seriously. “Hm?” I asked with my eyes closed. “Can I lay next to you?” I nodded and moved over. Harry laid on his side next to me with his arm holding up his head. “Can I confess something?” He asked. I nodded. “I um, I like y- I like yogurt.” I opened my eyes. “What?” He blushed. “That’s not what you were gonna say. What do you like?” He shook his head. “Nothing. I forgot what I was going to say.” “No you didn’t. Tell me now. What, is it going to make me mad?” He shrugged. “I like you.” “Me?” He nodded. “What? Why?” He shrugged, blushing harder. “Because you’re…you. This is going to sound weird but every girl I’ve been with was trying to lose weight and be that size. I don’t like it. You’re trying to get away from it. And you have. You’re so funny, you’re beautiful, you have a great laugh, a cute button nose, a great sense of humor, you’re not afraid to be yourself and you’re just…you.” I smiled and blushed. We went into the kitchen and I sat on the counter. “Isn’t Perrie’s party later today?” I asked. He nodded and stood between my legs. He was shirtless and I was scanning his tattoos. “What do they all mean?” I asked. “What?” “Your tattoos.” He nodded and explained every single tattoo. I never knew exactly how personal the tattoos were. “Wow..” I smiled and traced my finger over the bird on his chest. “Do you have any?” He asked. “No way. I’d never.” He laughed. “Why not?” “I know it’ll hurt and I don’t know something that important that id want inked on my skin for life.” I noticed chocolate in the corner of Harry’s mouth. “Harry you’ve got-” I didn’t finish my sentence and his hand was raising to his mouth. “No I got it.” I licked my thumb and wiped it away. I didn’t realize how close my face was to his until I looked up. A strong urge to make our lips touch flushed over me. I pressed my lips to his and grabbed the back of his neck. He pulled away and smiled. “I’m um, sorry I just- sorry.” I mumbled looking down and blushing. Harry smirked. “No big deal, love. I quite liked it. Again” I blushed harder. I ended up laying back down in the bunk with Harry beside me. “Will you please sing me to sleep?” I asked cuddling up to him. He did as I asked. Harry pov: I was woken by an angry Niall. “The hell man?” He asked. “What?” “You’re with my little sister. Laying in her bed. The. Hell. Man?” I slumped my shoulders. “You told me to come in here so I did. It was all her idea. It’s not like we did anything, you know she’s got lady problems. She asked me to sing her to sleep and I ended up falling asleep too.” I shrugged carefully getting out of the bunk. "Good. Don’t touch my sister. If you ask her out, and her first answer is “um” or she hesitates forget it. You get my approval on everything, Styles. Down to the flowers you buy her." I nodded and laughed. “There’s a birthday party for Perrie today. Wake Ashton up and get ready.” He said. I nodded. “Ash. Ashton. Ashton wake up.” I shook her shoulder. “Perries birthday party is today. Get ready.” Ashton pov:After braiding my hair back I met Perrie in the front of the bus. “Aw, that’s so sweet of him. He’s bound to ask you out, love.” She said. I smiled. We sat on the couch as the driver took us to her party venue. “Okay so not fair. The boys got there before us..” She pouted. We walked inside and people were everywhere. “Dang girl, talk about a load of friends..” I looked around in shock. Literally people everywhere. Zayn came up and kissed Perrie. “All for you, baby.” He said motioning toward all the decorations and people. “You did this for me?” She gasped. He nodded and she kissed him. I smiled but for some reason a pang of jealousy hit my stomach. I want a cute relationship like that. She went off with Zayn so I decided to look around. I didn’t know anybody other than the boys and they were nowhere to be found. I got a Coke and sipped it through my bendy straw. The place was packed. A night club without complete strangers, well to me they were. Not Perrie obviously. Liam was walking around and I grabbed him by the shirt. “Hey.” He shouted over the loud music. “Anyone here I’d know?” I asked. “Louis is with Niall and no idea where Harry’s at. Probably looking for you. Um, I believe there’s quite a few famous people here if you’d like to browse around and find one.” I laughed. I walked through people and got to the bar for a refill on my Coke. I sat down and drank my Coke. I looked to the right of me and saw what looked like Harry with a girl on his lap. The girl was skimpy and wearing not enough clothes. I didn’t realize how close I was, but when I gasped Harry spun around. “Ashton- no it’s not.” He said nervously. “We’re not even dating, Harry. I’m fine. Just, fine…have fun…” I shoved through people and made it to the bathroom. I sat down on a closed toilet seat and put my hands over my face. I wiped stupid tears away that shouldn’t be there in the first place. I should of known it was all too good to be true. He felt bad because I didn’t feel good and things slipped out that shouldn’t have. But I’m being selfish. This is Perrie’s party, I’m going to go find her. I shoved through people again, mostly trying to grind on me until I found her. I sat beside her and pulled my dress back down. “Hey! Find Harry?” She asked over the loud music. “Yeah, some chick was on his lap…” I said putting my elbows on the table and resting my face in my palms. “Earlier, we kissed. Again. I just…it shouldn’t matter to me though. It’s not like we’re dating so whatever. He can go off with a ratchet girl like that.” I shrugged. “Aw, I’m sorry love.” She pouted. “I would be drunk right now but literally, not even the week to touch any alcohol.” Perrie laughed. Present and cake time came and I stood beside Perrie. As people were cutting the cake presents were brought out. “Ooh, there’s mine.” I picked up the bag and handed it to her. She pulled out hair chalk, makeup, a new curler and a bracelet. “Thank you, I love it.” She smiled setting it aside. I smiled watching her open her gifts. “Owch!” I groaned when my arm was grabbed and I was dragged away. "I yanked my arm out of the grip and looked up. “What, Harry? What was so important that you needed to drag me away?!” I asked angrily. “Hear me out.” He pleaded. “Harry I said its no big deal. We aren’t dating. So it doesn’t bother me.” I lied keeping it cool. “You’re lying.” “No I’m not.” He huffed. “That girl completely came onto me. Just letting you know. You missed the part where I tried to shove her off. She used my fame against me threatening to tell tabloids if I pushed her away.” I nodded. “I believe you.” I walked away and people were dancing again. I decided to dance as well. I danced around with a few people before an attractive blonde grabbed my waist and forced me into dancing with him. “Here with anyone?” He asked as my bum pressed against his front. “No, just the birthday girl.” I ran my hands down my sides and shook my hips to the beat of the music. He growled into my ear in satisfaction. “Brady.” He said breathlessly. “Ashton.” I said back. I danced quite seductively and he yelled over the music. “My place or yours, princess?” I scoffed and stopped dancing. “Who do you think I am? Some cheap wh ore? No way.” I walked away from him until I found another guy. “Tyler.” He firmly shook my hand bringing me close. “My girl.” I heard from behind me. I sighed. “No I’m not Harry. Get away.” He shook his head. “Sorry mate.” Harry grabbed my hand and took me outside. “What are you doing?!” “Saving you from being brought home by an idiot.” He answered. “Well nothing was going to happen. I just told somebody off for asking to take me home. Would you leave me alone, Harry?” I asked annoyed. He shook his head. I rolled my eyes and walked away trying to find the bus. My arms wrapped around my body shivering from the cold air. Harry’s jacked was put over my shoulders. “I asked you to leave me alone.” I shivered. His arm went around my shoulders. “I’d never ever leave you alone, love.”