Really Dont Care

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Jordan's POV

Niall Horan kissed me. Niall Horan kissed me.

That's all that ran through my mind at that. Eventually I could process better and I looked over. Laying beside me in the bed was the one and only Niall Horan. I jumped out of the bed and ran out of the room. Ashly tried to stop me but I ran past her and out the door but of course she just had to follow me. Like I know, I'm gorgeous, let it go.

"Ashly will you just leave me alone!? Please?!" I yelled.

"Why are you making such a big deal out of this!? Why do you push away every guy that might like you?!"

"Have you ever thought that maybe I don't want a relationship?! I'm perfectly fine on my own!" I yelled back.

She got quiet.

"I know you want me to be happy but you can't force me into it Ashly." I said and she looked down.

"You just haven't been in a serious relationship since 7th grade."

She's right. And I knew it.

Hell even Obama knew it.

"I know but I don't want to get involved with anyone especially not anyone as famous as them. I know I couldn't handle the hate or the paparazzi." I said and she nodded.

"I won't try to force you I promise." She said and I smiled. Then Harry walks out and asks us to come back inside. Apparently the guys wanna talk but I'm sure this will turn out great. (Note my sarcasm)

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