Stuck in a Love Triangle (COMPLETED)

Chapter 19

-ASHLEYS POV-

I shot in my car and sped off back to the house.

eager to just leave Niall.

my dad would get beter, I could feel it, he just thought I was trying to punish him.

and then Niall comes and follows me? I mean seriously what the hell.

 and I was just starting to fall for him..

you lost your chances buddy.

and I wasnt exactly willing to give second chances anymore, I mean we all know where that brought me.

I mean, I gave Harry a second chance and he just threw it in my face and went out with some barbie.

I got to the house and quickly got out of the car, slamming the door behind me.

I unlocked the front door and stromed in.

"woah woah woah whats going on babe?" Zayn asked.

Niall quickly entered behind me.

"why dont you ask him?" I snapped walking past everyone and going to the couch.

I pulled out my beats and plugged them in, shutting my eyes.

head phones in, music on, world out.

I heard some yelling but for the most part, my music was loud enough that I didnt.

after a while I opened my eyes, all the boys staring at me.

I felt my mouth singing along to the words of The A Team by Ed Sheeran.

I quickly shut my mouth and turned my music off.

pulling the headphones out of my ears.

"what" I mumbled shyly.

"well..um..YOU GOT A VOICE..I KNOW WE TOLD YOU BEFORE BUT DAAAMN" Louis shouted snapping his fingers dramatically.

I rolled my eyes and left them to talk to each other, which I wasnt in the mood for.

I took out my phone and went into twitter.

25k followers.

wow.....

I hadnt really been following anyone so I decided to do a bit of following.

I followed like 12 people, and then all my mentions were of people BEGGING me to follow them!

I got annoyed really quickly and stuffed my phone back in my pocket.

I looked around the room and no one was there anymore.

I grabbed my head phones and went upstairs.

there was some whispering in Louis room but Im sure it was Eleanor.

I went into my room.

Niall wass lying face down in my bed.

"get out" I whispered.

"let me explain" he said lifting his face from the pillow, propping himself up.

"5 minutes" I said, not looking directly to his eyes.

"Ashley. I was just trying to look out for you" he stopped, probably expecting me to talk.

but I wasnt going to talk.

he started going off about how sorry he was, and I just blocked him out, thinking about what I was going to do.

with my father and all.

I should probably sleep over there tonight...it would be better than being here.

"Ash...did you hear me?" he said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"uh what?" I said.

"do you forgive me?"  he asked.

I ignored the question.

"you have to go. 5 minutes up" I said shooing him out.

I grabbed a duffle bag, throwing a few shirts and shorts and stuff I need for about a week at the rehab.

I held it over my shoulder and walked downstairs.

"hey babe where are you going?" I heard someone say pulling me back by my wrist.

I turned around and looked straight into Harrys eyes.

"Im gonna um stay at my dads........rehab center" I mumbled the last words under my breath.

"rehab?!?!" he whisper shouted.

"shhhhhh......look. my dads a drug and alcholic. he abused me so I took him to a rehab. I went to visit him. Niall followed me, my dad slapped me, and Niall saw. now Im going back cause I dont think I can handle this." I said, so fast I was afraid Harry didnt understand.

sadly, he did.

his jaw dropped all the way to the floor.

"alright, I gotta go. bye" I said rushing out the door before he could say anything.

I was already in my car when my passenger seats' door flew open and Harry stepped in.

"Harry I can do this alone" I said

"Ashley if I talk to Niall and get things straightened out, will you come back?" he asked.

I flashed him a sincere smile and he returned it.

I had to fight back my urge to kiss him, with his award winning smile and all, and just started the ignition.

"bye Harry" I said, giving him his signal to leave.

he opened his door.

"oh. and Ashley?" he said, turning back to look at me.

"I havent forgotten about you" he whispered and walked out.

he hadnt forgotton about me?

what was that supposed to mean..

did he actually still like me??

I sped off and pulled into the rehab center, the lady at the front shooing me in.

I walked into the room and my dad was already asleep.

thankfully. I sat in the chair closest to the window and curled around so my feet were proped up on the window sill and my head was uncomfortably lying on the wooden part of the chair.

I closed my eyes.

wondering what it would be like if I had just stayed with my dad and never came to live with that bitch Andrea.

then it got me thinking, where was she??