Boom Clap

Chapter Twenty-Four

• Harry's POV•

"Alright Ladies I got to go" I tried to walk faster to get away from them. jeez fuck a girl once and they think you're their best friend!

"Bye Harry!" The sluts who's names can't even be thought of at this moment said.

"Bye...uh." I should have just stayed silent.

"You don't know our names? It's Jessica and Megan...wow fuck off Harry."

"My bad." I laughed at their prissiness. They think that because their feelings are hurt I'm going to feel bad for them...

"CLARAAAA!" I sang as i ran down the hallway.

I stopped just outside the door about to burst in when the words 'she kissed who?' stopped my wrist from twisting the nob.

"Their is no way she kissed Luke! She doesn't like Luke!" Clara sounded annoyed.

there was a long pause before Clara spoke again.

"Well, now that I think about it... I really wouldn't know. Me and Ashlyn don't really know much about each other we've only really just met. I guess she could like him." Clara sounded unsure of herself.

"Wait so where did you see this?"

Another pause

"I fucking love Cheesy Joes! Bring me back some bitch!"

How was Clara not fazed by this? Why was I fazed by this? Why do i care who she kisses?

"Well tell Ashlyn to bring me some, I doubt she'll eat her share of food. My guess is after eating Luke's face... You left already! It's ok you don't know her anyway it would have been awkward."

I had ease dropped long enough. I felt mad. Ashlyn is hanging out with those dicks. I mean I don't know them personally but, Clara told me everything! They seem like dicks!

// lets meet up at Cheesy Joes I'm hungry AF//

I text all the boys. I needed to go check on her. What am I saying? I don't need to do anything. I'm a dick too, what makes me better?

//never mind//

I sent before putting my phone back in my pocket. Just as I released it from my fingers I felt it buzz.

//da faq?! You can't offer pizza and take it away! Get yo ass in the car we are going to cheesy joes muttah fuckah//

Damn it.

//Jesus ok Neil calm yo titts// I replied with a small smile on my face.

Guess I'm going to check on Ashlyn after all, time to be the bad boy all the girls want.

•Ashlyn's POV•

I found myself looking at Luke every so often. An example would be right now as I watched him suck on his straw. After he kissed me in the car, yeah HE KISSED ME! God my insides were still having a little party of raging hormones. He was hot! I mean I never thought of him like that but, it was nice to have a guy who liked me and still knew about my fucked up brain.

"Hey do we know him?" Michael whispered.

I pulled my eyes away from Luke and looked towards the door. Shit.

"They look scary." Calum mumbled.

Harry, Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn walked in. I'd have to admit they did look bad ass. All of them except Liam, who was wearing a leather jacket, had their very tattooed and very muscular arms exposed.

"That's my roommates boyfriend. So I kind of know them." I smiled at Michael and Luke trying to downplay how well i actually knew the boys.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Ashton laughed.

"What?" I questioned.

"Nothing." Ashton mumbled, I could tell he was pissed.

"No Ashton tell me! I would really love to know what is pissing you off now!"

"You know what 'pisses' me off Ashlyn? It's honestly how much of a whore you are! I bet you would fuck any guy who walked on two legs" Ashton spit.

"I'm not a whore!" I tried to defend myself but something told me the tears building up in my eyes on made me look weaker.

"Really? Why is Harry here? Are you fucking him to? Are you gonna fuck Luke and then leave his ass hanging in the wind? You probably will! YOURE A WHORE!" Ashton's face was red now from pure frustration. The restaurant grew quiet.

I looked down at the table and spoke in a shaky tone "why would you say that?" I felt betrayed. Just because me and Ashton weren't the closest right now I never thought it was a invitation to spew hate towards each other.

"What did you call her?" Harry's voice spoke loud from across Joe's pizza place. I ignored him. I'm not a wimp I can stand up for myself.

"I want you to leave." Then I realized. I don't want to be here. Everyone disgusts me... everyone.

"You know what? Stay, enjoy your pizza. I'm leaving." And with that I slid out of the booth and stormed towards the door pulling my phone out of my pocket.

"Hello?" Clara's squeaky voice came through the phone.

"Hey." I felt myself begin to cry, the wind blew in my eyes and closed them in frustration.

"What's wrong?"

"Everything." I sobbed sitting down on the curb by my car.

"Need you to be a little bit more specific love."

I smiled but, still felt tears moving down across my face.

"I kissed Luke..." I waited for a huge reaction from Clara but there was none.

"And well I don't know we went to get pizza. Ashton called me a whore and Luke, Calum, or Mikey didn't even try to defend me. The only one who said anything was Harry. I don't know I kinda wanted to defend myself but, it hurt that they didn't even try. Clara I don't want to do. I drove the boys here and they have no way of getting back. Do I leave? Do I stay." I began to cry harder now realizing how messed up this situation was.

"What does Elsa say?" Clara asked I'm a monotone voice.

"What?" I asked confused? No big speech no serious help? Just 'what does Elsa say'?

"What does fucking queen Elsa sing her little heart about?"

"Let it go?" I replied still deeply confused.

"LISTEN TO HER! LET IT THE FUCK GO! Fact is in guys eyes we're all whores. Who the fuck cares? Maybe we really are, maybe we're not but why should we give a damn either way? You don't NEED anybody Ashlyn. You wipe away your tears and you walk back in the pizza place. You keep your head high and you tell em ooh you tell em girl. Say in the firmest tone you have with the bitchest face possible that you need to leave now and if they want a ride they get in the car now or they walk."

( Authors note:

I re-published it cause I have been getting comments about a blank page .. If you can read this please comment and let me know so I won't wonder of it actually posted or not)