Nialls model sister (COMPETED)

Chapter 6

Ashton pov: Harry and I have been daring for a few months now. I wasn’t expecting guests but someone knocked on my door. Still in my pajamas I got up and saw Harry smiling. “Hi.” I blushed. He brought his hand from behind his ba k revealing my favorite kind of flowers. They were peach colored. “Aw, what’s the occasion?” I asked. “No occasion. Just felt like doing something nice.” I smiled. “Well thank you. Come on in I’m not doing anything.” I kissed his cheek and took the flowers. I got a vase from my cabinet and put water in it. I put the flowers in it and met him in the living room. “It’s so cold…” I said turning the furnace to a warmer temperature. “Here.” Harry took his hoodie off and pulled it over my head. “Thanks.” I put my arms through and he pulled me close. I skimmed through channels on the TV unamused as to everything that was on. I decided to just watch cartoons. “Really?” Harry laughed. “I do this all the time.” He shook his head but watched it with me. Harry fell asleep with his head on my lap so I started playing with his hair. Each curl was different. Some were curlier, some longer, shorter and in different directions. I decided to lay down next to him. After trying to sleep forever I felt Harry stretch out next to me. I kept my eyes closed in hopes of sleeping. He answered his phone. “What? Why?” He asked. “That’s stupid. I can do what I want it’s my life and you won’t change it.” I turned away from him so I could make facial expressions. His arm wrapped around my waist to keep me from falling off. “No I was going to do it today. Maybe a twitcam since we’re not doing anything.” Then I knew it was about us. “Well she’s not going to be happy.” He said. “Because she means a lot to me!” He shouted but tried to lower his voice. “Try me. I’ll do what I want.” Then he hung up. He cradled my body and held me close. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry my management hates me…us…I’m so sorry.” He whispered putting his face in my neck. Harry pov: I went into her kitchen to do the twitcam. I covered her up and made sure she was comfortable. “Hi.” I waved to the camera and thousands of tweets came through. I avoided the ones about being single or not. “Umm…from Niall loves me one two four, how is the break? The break is lovely. We’ve been off for a few months without tours. But, the studio sort of kicks butt. Being in London is a lot of fun.” I said. I just started answering questions without reading off the names first. “My favorite fruit is obviously bananas..” I said. “Um, no none of the other boys are here.” “Yes I miss my family.” Suddenly I felt arms wrap around me and a forehead on my shoulder. “You left me.” She mumbled, her hair a mess and a tired voice. Comments flooded. “What are you” she began lifting her head. She paused reading comments that happened to be a few of the hurtful ones. “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry I didn’t mean I um.” She didn’t finish and she ran to the living room. I followed her and made sure she was okay. “Ew, Niall’s sister. Ew is she your girlfriend? Ew what’s she there for? Ew whys she hugging you. No I’m just fine.” She said, tears welling in her eyes. I frowned and pulled her into my arms. “They don’t matter. They don’t know you like I do. Management is going to have a fit, yes but I don’t care. I care about you. You’re the most gorgeous girl on the planet. Please don’t be upset by hateful comments, babe they don’t even know you.” She nodded and hugged me. We sat for a few minutes just hugging, kissing a few times before I remembered I forgot to log off of the twitcam. I took her hand and walked over to the camera. “For those of you who don’t know. This is Ashton Horan and we have been dating for four months now. Hate will be ignored. Thank you.” I turned and kissed her in front of thousands of people. Ashton blushed and I ended the twitcam. Suddenly “Hashton” was trending and I laughed. Management called and I ignored it. After the third time I turned my phone off. “Well. I’ll see you soon, lovely. Got to get home now.” I said kissing her cheek and half hugging her. “Bye.” She smiled doing it back. “I’ll call you.” She nodded and stayed at the door until I left. I caught myself smiling just at the thought of her. Who ever knew I’d end up with an Irish girl? One of my best mates sisters? Weird thought. The next morning was a full studio day. Working on our new album is hard work. “So, everyone knows. Management is mad. Some fans are mad others are not. Christ Styles why at her house?” Niall said sitting next to me. I shrugged. “I had already promised it to the fans. She was asleep. It’s not like it was planned. If she gets hate I’ll be there to comfort her. Management is stupid. They can kiss my ***. I like your sister a lot Niall. I don’t plan on hurting her or ending anything any time soon.” I said seriously. Niall nodded and got up when they finally released us. I called Ashton on the way home. “Are you busy, love?” I asked. “Not at all actually.” I could hear the smile in her voice. “Want to come over and watch a movie? You can spend the night if you’d like.” I said double checking my left and right before driving ahead. “Sure. Let me get clothes.” She said. “I’ll be there in a few minutes to pick you up.” When I got there she was finishing getting ready. I opened the passenger door for her and closed it. She grabbed my hand and the other went on the steering wheel. “So, no ones sent you anything, like fans and stuff. Right?” I asked nervously. She shook her head. “Not really. For the most part people like me. They always have with me being Niall’s sister. Most of anything rude is jealousy. I don’t mind. Being a model is taking criticism.” She smiled squeezing my hand. We finally got to my house and I carried her bag in. “Harry don’t you know how to use the heat in this place. It’s huge and freezing.” She said searching for something to heat up the house. “Go into my room and find a jumper or something.” I laughed. She ran up the steps. “Get me one too!” I shouted after her. She was quick to come down with a navy blue one and a black one. She threw the black one at me and I smiled watching her rush to put the other one on. She laid on my lap. “Before we decide to sleep where do I sleep? The couch? Guest room?” She asked. “I thought maybe we could sleep in my bed. If that’s okay with you?” I asked chewing the inside of my cheek. She smiled. “That’s fine by me.” “Lets make a fort!” I said grabbing blankets. I threw blankets over couches and tables. I put a thick blanket on the floor and some pillows all under the fort we had made. The flashlight was all the light we had under there. She put a small hand over it and made a shadow puppet. “Look, it’s a bunny.” She giggled.