Boom Clap

Chapter fourteen

Chapter 14~

•Harry's POV•

Ashlyn and Clara were still in the dressing room when I felt my phone beginning to buzz. I pulled it out of my pocket reading the caller ID, It was Liam.

"Hello?" I say walking away from the dressing room.

Loud shouts and bangs came through the other end of the phone.

"Harry listen things at the frat... aren't going too well." Liam said in a suggestive voice.

I pulled on my hair.

"No shit!" I laughed and Liam joined in.

Why the hell are we laughing?

"Listen mate, are you far from the house?" He sighed.

I turned around to see Ashlyn and Clara walk out.

"Not anymore... I'll swing by after I do something." I drifted off

"Ok." Liam replied then hung up.

I walked over to Ashlyn and Clara, shoving my phone back into my pocket. I must have looked tense because the laughter on the two girls faces turned to concern.

"Don't worry it was Liam." This reassured Clara but, Ashlyn just looked down at her feet clutching a pile of clothes to her chest.

"I gotta go buy these." She said lightly before walking away and leaving me with Clara.

"What's wrong with her?" I ask looking away from Ashlyn's exit path and back to Clara.

"I don't think she's sure of what she's about to buy. She doesn't seem like the type of girl to be wearing this but, I don't know she is. It's kinda weird." Clara said waving her hands around. "It probably has something to do with her boyfriend. Girls do crazy ass shit for boyfriends." She added on.

"Boyfriend aye?" I laughed.

"Yeah his names Ashton or something. She said they weren't dating but, last night he stayed in our room." Clara smirked.

"Uh huh." I nodded.

"So why did Liam call?" Clara said, smiling over her shoulder as she began making her way over to Ashlyn.

"Something's happening with the party." I said following her.

"Already? It's way to early in the parting hours for something to be wrong." She moaned.

"Apparently not."

• Ashlyn's POV •

"Well ladies I wish I could stay and hang but, I've got party problems to deal with." Harry said from inside his still running car.

"Ok." Me and Clara said in sync before walking away.

"...and Ashlyn?" He continued

"Yeah?" I said turning around.

"Wear that dress for me." Then he drove away.

Clara slapped my arm with one hand while slapping her mouth with the other.

"He did not." She laughed. "Oh if your boyfriend was here!"

"What boyfriend?" I laughed with her.

"You know Ashton? I think that's his name." She smiled and began to walk.

"Oh Ashton. No me and him aren't um dating." I said awkwardly.

"He slept in our dorm..." She stopped raising an eyebrow. "So either you're friends with benefits or you're really weird friends...."

"I'm not even sure if we're even friends at them moment." I whispered.

I felt her arm wrap around my shoulder. "What did he do?"

That's another thing to add to the 'like' list on Clara. She automatically assumes you are the better person.

"Um well that last night before he came to our dorm he was at a party. I'm guessing that's where he met Angel. I'm guessing they hooked up or something because today when I was leaving class I saw them and she said she was Ashton's girlfriend..." I trailed off.

"Hold the phone. Angel? As in Angel Montenegro? Oh my god." She began laughing.

"Why is that funny." I frowned upset with Clara's amusement.

"She's really pretty right with this freaking awesome brown hair?" She said grabbing my shoulders.

"Um yeah." I said still a little pissed.

"She totally use to fuck Harry."

•Harry's POV•

"What's wrong?" I asked running inside the frat house.

"We have an early partier..." Niall said. He was sitting on the couch staring into his phone.

"Where's Liam? Where is everybody?" I said looking around the empty bottom floor.

"Check upstairs I think they chased him up there." Niall said never looking away from his phone.

"You didn't try to help them?" I laughed as I began to climb the stairs.

"I mean yeah 'course I did but, I didn't feel like it after a while." Even from halfway up the stairs I could see his grin.

"Liam?" I called walking down the hallway.

"In here."

I walked backwards five step and opened Louis' bedroom door.

"Ha!" I screamed with laughter.

A poor dude was under Liam, Louis and Zayn.

"Why are you sitting on someone?" I continued to laugh.

"this is the only way he won't run around and break shit." Zayn shrugged.

I looked back down at the boy.

"is he breathing?" I smiled.

"He's fine!" Louis said without caring.

"We just need you to drag him out because apparently this is your frat house and your party so only you can kick him out." Liam groaned.

"Ok, so let him go..."

The boys stood up warily.

"Hey man! Sick party! The best party I've been to." He said looking around at nothing.

"Uh huh what's your name?" I said crossing the room to grab his shoulder.

"Simon. Dude were like best friends you know my name." He slurred his words.

"Right Simon! Of course!" I looked over to the boys confused. They simply shrugged.

"Simon?" I said as I began to guide him to the bedroom door.

"Yeah man?" He said slinging his long arm over my shoulder.

"The party doesn't start until seven and it's only twelve thirty." I threw his arm off my shoulder.

We began walking down the stairs.

"Oooohhhh" he laughed.

"Yeah so if you're not passed out feel free to come back then." I said shoving him out the front door and closing it behind him.

{ Authors note: Don't forget to vote and comment }