Uncontrollable Desires: A 1D Fanfic (Completed)

Chapter Twenty-Four: Elevator

Chapter twenty-four: Elevator

**Ashlyn's POV**

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

My phone rattling against my nightstand woke me up and I blindly reached over and grabbed my iPhone. "Hullo?" I grumbled into it sleepily. I kept my eyes shut and put the phone under my face. It felt cool against my heated face.

"Ashlyn! God I've been calling you for the past hour!" Stephanie's voice blasted out from the phone and I flinched away. Her voice continued to screech out of the speaker and I rolled back onto my phone to listen. "HELLO?! ASHLYN! Are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah yeah. I'm sorry. You woke me up," I groaned and rubbed at my eyes. They were practically peeled shut.

"I'm sorry Miss Ashlyn, but I had to. Gary is here right now and so is Steve from British Management."

"Who?"

"Gary? From Channel Four news. He's-"

"No I meant, who's Steve?" I asked only half way paying attention. The majority of my brain was still dead asleep. My eyes didn't even want to open.

"Steve is One Direction's ex manager. Remember? I sent you all the info in an email. SHARON! Please get them out of here!" The phone sounded like Stephanie had covered it with her hand and I could hear her shooting demands at someone. "Sorry Miss Ashlyn. I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't extremely important."

"I'll be there in a half hour. Thanks Stephanie," I said in to the phone with a sigh.

"Good. Also please being the boys they need to work on their album," she said and I replied with an alright before hanging up the phone.

I rolled over and groaned into the pillow. My cheek was hurting and I didn't feel like getting out of bed at all. Why did I feel like crap so much?

And then it came back to me. Last night. The fights. Harry. Me slapping him. Him slapping me. Zayn. Zayn sleeping with me.

My eyes flew open as I reached out around me for Zayn. I came up empty and my stomach dropped. The bed was cold and I wondered how long he'd been gone.

I missed him...but why?

Deciding to not waste anymore of the day, I forced myself out of bed and made my way towards my bathroom to shower. Today was going to be a long day.

**Harry's POV**

I didn't sleep a wink last night. I couldn't stop thinking about Ashlyn and what I had done. I slapped her. I had lost all self control and actually hit the girl I couldn't stop thinking about.

She drove me mad, made me crazy. But I wanted her more than ever. Her anger, her pain. I wanted it all. I wanted to know that it was me who caused the emotions inside of her. I wanted to feel her lips against mine or hear her finally whisper her feelings towards me.

"Hazz!" The bedroom door flew open and Liam walked in, interrupting my thoughts. He looked at me and I wondered what exactly he saw. He frowned. "Get up, we got to go."

"Go where?" I asked. Liam leaned against the doorframe casually.

"Adams Inc. We're going to start recording our new album," Liam said and I actually smiled. I could use some singing. "That's the Hazz I know. Now get up and get ready please," he motioned at me to hurry up before leaving the room.

I got up and threw on some random clothes. I didn't want to shower. Instead I just brushed my teeth and washed my face, running my hands through my hair as a comb. I smiled at myself in the mirror then left the room, ready to win back Ashlyn.