Uncontrollable Desires: A 1D Fanfic (Completed)

Chapter Fourteen: Out of Hand

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Chapter Fourteen: Out of Hand

**LIAM'S POV**

There was screaming. Way too much

screaming coming from Ashlyn's floor. Zayn and Niall ran out of the art room and stepped out into the hallway, I was right behind them. I almost tripped over Zayn as he stopped right outside the door frame.

"OY! Zayn! That's my foot!" I exclaimed as he backed up onto my foot. He shot me an apologetic look before nodding his head in the direction of Ashlyn's room.

"WHAT DO YOU EVEN THINK HAPPENED?!" That was obviously Ashlyn from inside her room. I couldn't see anyone in the hallway and I guessed they had all stepped into her bedroom.

"WELL I DON'T KNOW, LOU?!" Harry yelled and I had a second of confusion. Louis? What had Louis done...

"HAZ YOU'RE OVERREACTING-

"YOU'RE THE ONE HERE WITH-"

"COMPLETELY OUT OF YOUR MIND-"

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!"

The yelling all blended together and I struggled to get everything. Niall beside me was pouting and Zayn was slowly slinking towards the bedroom. I had enough of it all.

"ENOUGH!" I yelled and stomped down the hallway towards her bedroom. Daddy Direction was taking over. "Enough yelling! We could all solve our prob-"

I didn't finish as I stepped into Ashlyn's bedroom. The first thing I saw were two brunettes, one angry and the other amused. The amused one was very much attached to Harry and I internally groaned. Damn it, Harry.

"Liam! Tell Harry that-"

"NO! TELL ASHLYN THAT THIS IS ALL-"

"YOU'RESOFREAKINGSTUPIDICANTBELIEVEYOUWOULDEVENSAYTHAT-" I reeled as the other brunette screamed in a single breath. Her words all blended together and her high pitched voice worsened everything. I wanted to beg her to stop talking.

They were all yelling at each other, hands were flying, fingers pointing, and faces were red. Zayn stepped into the room and added to the commotion with his shouts at Harry. I didn't know where Niall was but my best guess would be the kitchen.

"LISTEN UP!" I yelled over them but they didn't even turn my way. I shrugged, if they wanted to act like this there was only one way to get their attention.

I walked over to Harry, grabbed him and put him in a headlock. Well, that stopped the talking at least from him.

"LIAM. DAMN IT!" He yelled and tried getting me off of him, but everyone knew it would be of no use.

"ZAYN I SWEAR YOU'RE NEXT IF YOU KEEP YELLING," I turned toward Zayn with Harry still in my hold. Zayn looked angry but held his hands up in surrender. "Louis?!" I spun towards the older boy on the bed. He shut up immediately.

I nodded and let go of Harry who fell on to the floor. He looked up at me angry but stood up in silence. "Good. Now I want everyone downstairs. We're all having a talk," I said and looked at the smirking brunette beside me. "And you can go home now." She glared at me and I involuntarily stepped back. Her eyes felt like darts to my soul. She was freakishly scary. What the hell did Harry see?!

"Fine," she hissed at me. "But I'll see you later gorgeous." She strutted towards Harry and stepped onto her tippy toes to reach up and kiss him. I saw Ashlyn's sneer from the corner of my eye.

And then I realized what Harry saw in the brunette. It was the fact that from the back of her, she could pass for Ashlyn. Her hair was the same shade of brown and fell to about the same place down her back. But she was nothing like Ashlyn. Unlike Ashlyn, this brunette was rude and snobbish, a complete opposite to our lovely manager Ashlyn.

Before I could see it happening, Ashlyn flew towards the other girl, spinning her towards her and away from Harry. The sound of a deafening slap rang out as Ashlyn's hand connected with the brunette's cheek.

Everything froze. Harry looked at Ashlyn shocked and I knew my face mirrored his. Zayn muttered something under his breath that sounded like a stream of profanities aimed at the other brunette. The girl just stood there glaring, a slight smile slowly appearing on her face.

Shit. There goes any of our attempts to cover this situation up.