Simply Beautiful (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Fourty Three

AVA POV

"Ava." Harry said as I opened my eyes. He looked tired and like he hadn't slept. "Yes Harry?" I said rubbing my eyes and letting out a bit of a yawn. "Why didn't you tell me?" His voice was more frustrated then angry, sad or happy. "Tell you about what?" My voice was a little restless and gruggie but I just woke up, give me a brake.

Anyways.

What didn't I tell him? I basically tell this boy everything what wouldn't he know? I looked at him questioningly. He knows everything about me, maybe a few stories in my past aren't totally revealed to him but I am not going to just bring that up for no reason.

"Ava!" He yelled again frustrated, his tone was deep and scary.

"Harry your scaring me." I flinched at how loud his tone had became. His mood softened. And he sighed and sat down on the bed. "Harry what is wrong?" I asked him curiously.

"The hate your getting." He sighed running a hand through his hair.

"Excuse me? You went onto my phone without my acknowledgement?" I said, now it is my turn to be angry. He does not trust me to the point where he had to hack my phone to find out these things?!

"Yes." He admitted after a few minutes of passing silence. Thats frustrating why, why would he even think about doing that?!

"Why?"

"Because Eleanor was possibly thinking about leaving Louis because of all the hate, and I realized that you never talk about that hate. And curiousity got the better of me."

"I never told you because I didn't care." I lied.

"Your an awful liar Avaline." He spat at me. The only time any one has spat that name at me in such a long time- no don't think about it.

I flinched. I shut my eyes tightly, please don't think about it. To late.

-Flashback {Ava age 8}-

"Avaline come here love." My grandmother's sweet voice called from the sitting room.

"Coming." I shouted back. Ricky continued to watch tv as I ran into the sitting room. "Hey Grandma." I smiled at her. She had a friendly smile and was sitting neatly on the bench with her usually long blonde/grey hair up in a fancy bun.

"come here Avaline." She said sweetly, patting the empty spot next to her.

I walked towards her and sat on the bench next to her. "Grandma and Grandpa are going to Italy for a while." She said calmly after a few moments.

"Aww, can I come?" I said in a sad tone. I did not like being away from Grandma, she was everything to me.

"Sorry love. Avaline you need to stay here and watch over mummy and daddy for me. Alright?" She always said Avaline which such admiration, she adored the name. She had helped father pick it and loved repeating it countless times on end.

"Do you have to go Grandma?" I sighed as I looked into her beautiful ocean blue eyes. "I am sorry. But once we get back I promise we will spend a lot of time together okay Avaline?" She smiled with repeating my name.

"Okay." I smiled back.

*Few days later*

I walk into the house, home from school. I dropped my backpack on the floor and so did Ricky. We heard a faint sob from a distance.

We both walked into the kitchen. Mum was crying into my fathers shoulder. "Mummy you alright?"

"Oh Avaline." My mum looked up giving me a weak smile. My mum looked to my father and he nodded slightly. "Children sit." He bit his lip tightly, trying to keep inside his sobs. Even at a young age, I understood a lot about human emotions. I observed them unknowingly.