Simply Beautiful (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Forty Two

AVA POV

"Okay call you later Ava?" Eleanor asked me as I got out of her in front of my house. She has been offly weird ever since we talked about her hate. Is it something that she needs a while to process-?

"Ava?" She looks at me curiously.

"Oh ya, right. I will call you later." I smiled at her as Louis came out of the house. He seemed quiet, "Eleanor one second, can I talk to Ava?" I hear him ask from behind me. I stop dead in my tracks.

"Yea, go ahead."

I turn around to see Louis grab my upper arm and drag me inside the house off to the side. "Whats up Louis?"

"How did it go?"

"It went well, anyway stop gripping my arm it is starting to hurt." He bit his lip and removed his hand. "Oh shit sorry." He looked at my arm, it was a faint red color, not real noticable. "It is fine your worried about Eleanor, I would be worried if it was about Harry. Speaking of the curly haired one, where is he?"

"He is still asleep."

"Okay thanks Louis. Go out and be with Eleanor." I smiled at him and he nodded.

I walked out of the room as he left. Something seemed to be bothering him but there was really nothing I could do right now.

I walked into the kitchen, Harry was standing there witb a cup of tea. "Louis said you were still asleep?"

"I just woke up." He seemed to be in a deep state of thought with a worried expression written across his face. "Harry is everything alright?" Before he could respond Liam walked into the room. "Morning Liam." I smiled at him.

"Morning Ava, Harry." He grabbed an apple and left the room. "They are leaving tonight, so lets spend time with them, we don't get to see them again until we start tour." Harry informs me.

I walk into the living room with Harry and the three boys are sitting on the couch. "Where did Louis go?"

"He is with Eleanor." I tell them, "Since your leaving tonight lets doing some thing fun?" I looked around the room to see if any of the boys had an idea.

"This place isn't to far from the beach right?" Niall looks over at me. "No actually if you did not notice, that side may have the city, but on the other side there is a trail down to the beach that came with the house."

"No, we did not notice."

"Well there is one. And it is private."

They all seem to cheer up a bit. "Harry can you go invite Louis and Eleanor while I make a lunch in a picnic basket?" I ask him as the boys go upstairs to go get ready. "Oh, ya um sure."

"Babe you alright you seem a bit worried lately?" I ask him I take out leftovers from the fridge to make into a descent lunch.

"It is nothing, just a lot on my mind."

"After the boys leave I expect a conversation on that." I told him as he left and I continued packing a lunch.

Once I finished I ran upstairs and got changed into a bikini, and threw a thin purple dress over that went to about knee length. I grabbed white sandals and my bag, with my phone, keys and other nesscessities.

"Lets go." I said as all the boys were eagerly waiting for me as I appeared down stairs. Eleanor and Louis were already here too.

Eleanor smiled weakly at me.

Did I miss something?

Everyone is acting so crazy I don't even know why.

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"Ava lets head upstairs and try to sleep." Harry tells me as we get back from dropping the boys off at the airport. "Are you sure?" I asked him.

"Why not, it has been a long day." He says trying to convince me.

I bit my lip.

"If you tell me what has been bothering you." I said in a more demanding tone.

He bit his lip. "I am just a little stressed with the boys leaving. They are family and it gets harder each time." For some reason his answer didn't satisfy me, I know him better than he would be this stressed for not seeing them for two weeks.

But, it was the answer he gave me and I surely didn't want to fight it being so late and such an exhausting day. His answer was good enough. I nodded. "Its okay, Harry. We will see them in two weeks." I hugged him, his arms almost instinctively wrapped around me. "Promise me I won't ever lose you?" So thats what is bothering him.

"I promise."

"Not from fans, hate, family, anyone or anything else. Your always mine right?" He pulled back for a second and looked me straight in the eye.

"I am yours Harry."

"Good. I am holding you to your word." He said seriously but with a slight bit of humor intended.

He picked me up bridal style, and carried me to our room and rested me on the bed. I snuggled into his side and quickly fell asleep.

HARRY POV

The girl I loved quickly fell asleep snuggled deeply in my side. I let out a deep breath. This hate ordeal has been bothering me all day. It is so stressful to know that she is getting hurt because of me.

Me. The one vowed to protect her.

I carefully undraped my hands from around her waist and carefully got up hoping she wouldn't recognize my absence. She stirred a little but fell back into a deep sleep. I grabbed her phone and slid it across and entered the passcode. 1994.

The screen unlocked and allowed me access farther into her phone. I clicked her twitter. She has 4k+ notifications. She also has 10M followers. That is a lot of followers for a beginner performer, but the again Eleanor has like 3.6 M and she is just dating Louis.

I was skeptical. If Ava had any real problems she would have told me, right? I let out a sigh and hesitantly clicked her notifications. There were few people who were actualling complementing our relationship. Others were just down right dissing her. I bit my lip hard.

Multiple death threats, name calling, it was a lot for just being in a relationship with me. If they didn't like us dating how would they respond to the engagement?!

Would this get worse?

I walked out onto the balachony continually reading comment after comment. I followed some of the people who support Avry.

Then I remember what she said about the 5 months that I was gone. I can't protect her forever. I am not even doing a fairly good job currently.

She is so amazing why is everyone hating on her?

Because of you, you idiot.

I walked back into the room Ava was still sound asleep, so beautiful and innocent she looked glorious while she slept- and now I am offically a stalker, but at this moment I could care less.

If the hate bothered her she would have broke up with me, but she didn't, she wouldn't have said yes to marrying me. 

This is all so confusing!