Chapter 6

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What seemed to be hours had passed by as I continually packed all kinds of stuff to every luggage and bag I could get a hold of.

Ashton had responded to my text earlier and agreed to help me get out of this hell house and he was super excited that his new girlfriend was finally moving in with him. If anything, I was just as excited considering the fact I finally have a boyfriend and had feelings for Ashton for some time now, but I just never really let them show. Well, most of the time I didn't.

Surprisingly Harry hadn't come to my room to "check in on me", but either way he couldn't get in. I locked the door and ended up putting my desk chair up under the handle. There was no way in hell that bastard was to come in.

I kept digging through stuff and drawers to get out things that I actually used or mattered to take with me. A lot of the stuff I didn't really use so I was just gonna leave it here.

I made my way to the bottom drawer which is where I kept my bras and panties. I decided to bring all of my sexy lacy panties, for reasons you could probably guess, and I decided to bring a few of my granny panties, as I like to call them, for whenever the devil decides to tell me I am not carrying a child.

I kept going through and pulling out the ones I want when I spotted something that I thought was paper. I picked it up and saw it was blank on one side, but when I flipped it over I was in shock. It was an old picture of Harry and I when we were together. We both looked a bit younger than we do currently and we both seemed genuinely happy. It was when we were sitting out by the pool, at his house, drinking some alcoholic concoction he wanted to make. I kind of remember that day, but all in all I wanted to forget every memory with Harry. Regardless of the past, I rolled my eyes and crumbled it up.

The real question is, who the heck put it in there? I know for a fact that I burned everything that ever related to mine and Harry's relationship and I've been through that drawer a hundred billion times and never saw it.

I sat back on the floor and thought about it long and hard if I actually savored one photo of Harry and I. I chuckled a bit to myself knowing good and damn well I didn't save shit from our past, but my chuckling was soon to fade. Realization hit me and made me put my hand over my mouth.

Harry had marched his way into my room while I was gone at Ashton's that one night and put this in my drawer. There isn't a doubt in my mind.

My mood immediately changed to pissed the hell off, but I cooled down a bit knowing I was technically running away. Running away from Harry with all of his constant bull shit, and all my problems, which was mainly Harry.

After finishing up packing and texting Ashton telling him I was finished with everything, I looked at my phone and realized it was almost 10 pm.

Around 10 is when Karen normally goes to her room, lays in bed, and decides to binge watch a TV show. Currently she is on The Office which is by far one of the best shows ever created.

Anyways, I had a feeling Harry would follow her in the bedroom, at some point, to please his sexual needs. Harry Styles ain't nothing but a horn dog.

But then again, Harry could easily be in the living room chilling and waiting for me to make an appearance.

I must give it to him, Harry is a very very clever guy. He thinks strategically with either his head on his shoulders or the head between his legs. It all just depends on the time of day and situation.

A few minutes went by and my phone went off. I grabbed it thinking it was Ashton, but it was Harry.

"My dear princess, you've been locked away in your tower all day...what is wrong?"

I growled at the use of words he used. Responding to him was a definite no. I wish Karen was an overprotective, jealous bitch and would snoop his phone and find what he is texting his ex-girlfriend as well as her own daughter.

I shook the thought of him out of my mind and directed my attention to what should I do to get my stuff out without anyone seeing it. I did a full 360 and that's when I realized I had to glass windows that swung open. Luckily my room was on the back of the house.

I texted Ashton again and told him to cut all his vehicle lights off and come to the back of the house where my window was.

He instantly responded with an "okay I am otw" which made a big smile plaster upon my face.

Knowing that I was growing up and moving on from a little bit of my old life made me really happy. I know me and Ashton just started dating, but I have known him for years and could potentially see a future with him if I am being honest.

My mind kept thinking about things that could happen in the future with me and Ashton and how I hope I really do end up with him because he is such a good guy all around. I have so many good memories with him that I'll never forget and I am honestly grateful for them since my life isn't rainbows and butterfly's like most peoples lives are.

Ashton never judged me for what I had or didn't have and was able to discover who I truly was because I was able to put on an act to people I didn't really know and trust at the time. I have to give it to him, he kept digging and digging and finally was able to see the real me and he actually liked it. I sometimes do wish I would've opened up sooner to Ashton because he did have good intentions of just being a friend, but then again I love seeing a boy actually try to get a girls attention without being a dick.

My wonderful train of thoughts crashed when my phone started going off. It was a text from Ashton saying he was where I wanted him to be. I ran to the window and could hardly make out his vehicle. I texted him back telling him I was about to start throwing bags and stuff out the window and he responded with a thumbs up.

I grabbed my stuff and started chunking it out the window and in no time it was all down and into Ashton's car. I made sure to close the windows so nobody was suspicious if they came snooping in my room again, and we all know who the heck I am talking about. Now the problem was, how was I going to get down?

I thought for a moment and decided to go to my door and look out to see if I heard or saw anything or any signs of Harry. I peaked out and heard nothing but the living room lights were still on.

He could easily be in the bathroom or kitchen getting food so I waited a bit longer to see if there was any sign of him, but a sign never came.

I decided it was clear and safe for me to bust out the front door and run around back to my love.

I texted Ashton and told him my decision and he responded: "okay love I am waiting for you so hurry and get here so I can take you home." I held my phone close to my chest and smiled. This boy has been in front of me for forever now and it took this long for us to finally admit our true feelings for one another. Thank gosh we were both interested in one another and friends throughout the whole time and didn't give up on one another.

I walked to the door one more time and peeked out and saw nothing. I decided to just make a run for it.

I walk out my door and closed it with care so it didn't make a noise. I started creeping down the stairs and looking around just to make sure. I started tip-toeing through the living room when all of a sudden I heard someone clearing their throat.

I stopped in my tracks and did a 180 to look at the person who caught me.

"And where the hell do you think you're going?"





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