Pen Pal.

Ashley (Ash), is moving to London with her recently divorced father. Ash is 17 years old. She doesn't know anyone there, so she decided to start writing to another boy that lives in London. Once she moves to London, she is dying to meet him. She is very surprised to who she finds. One Direction. Which one does she fall for. What happens when her past bites her in the butt. What about her best friend Alex, she has to fall for one of them too! How does she cope about her dad? And the biggest question, which one of her friends killed him? Read it to find out!

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18. Apologies

Alex's P.O.V

After Ash's dad's funeral, Ashley stayed really quiet. She wouldn't talk as much, or want to have fun. I don't blame her, I would die if one of my parents were gone forever. In the mornings I would fix her breakfast, it was a lot easier when Niall wasn't here. I fixed her toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, grits, and orange juice. I walked up the stairs and found her still asleep. "Ashley, wake up now! It is time for breakfast!" She opened her eyes slightly and just moaned. "Okay fine, ms. grumpy pants, sleep. Your food will get cold but oh well," She plopped up and starting eating. "I will be downstairs." I said then shut the door. I was downstairs reading articles on the boys. One was labeled, "Niall attends Mystery girl's Father's funeral." I skimmed through the article and it talked about how close they were, and "Who is she?" A lot of bullshit if you ask me. Then I saw, "One Direction's Harry Styles was spotted with girl at Starbucks." I shut the page down and went to Twitter. Over 300 people had followed me. How did they find me? It didn't say my name in the article? This is weird. I went over to Ash's page, she had 600 new followers. Okay, these girls really do their research. I was scrolling through my mentions and what not, and came across a tweet from Harry, "@AlexIsDaName: I really need to talk to you babe, I have some explaining to do." Thanks Harry for sending my twitter out there so I can get girls following me that I don't even know. I started reading the reply's, "@Harry_Styles @AlexIsDaName: Who is this Alex girl? She is not very pretty." Harsh.. "@Harry_Styles @AlexIsDaName: Is this your new girlfriend?! Ewh." Okay, this is not very nice. What are these girl's problems? This one was nice, "@Harry_Styles @AlexIsDaName: If you two are dating, I am sure you will last, too cute!<3" I like this one. Follow. The rest of these bitches can go fall in a hole. I picked up my phone, not sure of my actions, and started calling Harry. "Hello?" He answered sounding tired. "Yeah, what do you need to talk about?" I know I had a harsh tone on my voice, but why can't I? He got another girl pregnant. I probably shouldn't be too upset about it. But I was. "Lets just meet up?" He said. "K, call me when you are on your way here." "Already out of the door, be there in a few." I hung up then began to panic. He can't see me after I just woke up! Oh gosh, oh gosh. Okay clothes. Clothes is something you always need. I ran upstairs and slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a white tank. Okay, hair. I looked in the mirror. My hair is sticking out in every direction possible. I pulled out my brush and brushed through the tangled mess. I decided on a messy bun. With my light brown hair with some blonde in it, it didn't look too bad. Ashley was still in her room, probably sleeping. 

The doorbell rang right when I started walking down the stairs. "WHO THE FUDGE IS THAT?!" Ashley yelled. "HARRY! HE WILL JUST BE A MINUTE." I answered the door to see Harry with a bouquet of red roses. I smiled and grabbed the flowers he was handing me. I walked into the living room with Harry following. He sat on the couch as he watched me put the flowers in a vase. "So.." He said breaking the ice. "Thanks for the roses, they are beautiful." "So are you.." I blushed. "So, what is going on?" I asked changing the subject. "Felicity is not pregnant with my kid." He just put it all out there. "Well that is good.." I said not knowing how I should feel. "And.. I want you to be my girlfriend." WHOA. He what?!?! Replay please, "And.. I want you to be my girlfriend." Yep, that is what he just said. Okay. What do I say?! Yes? No? Maybe? "You do?" Okay, there you go. He just nodded. "Well I want a Ferrari, but I am not getting that." I said stating the obvious. He looked down in disappointment. I just rejected Harry Styles. I can see the lines in the paper now, 'Harry Styles gets turned down by Ugly Nobody.' "That is not what I meant." I said. "No, it is okay, you don't want to date me. That is okay." He looked really sincere. What did I just do? Fix it.. Fix it now! "I better go.." "Wait!" I said as I jumped over the couch to catch up to him and block the door. "What??" Instead of answering why I just did that, I kissed him. He seemed shocked at first, because his breath hitched. Then he wrapped his hands around my waist pulling me up where my legs wrapped around him. I had never had a passionate kiss. It. Was. Amazing. I am just happy I had the balls to do it in the first place. We let go, "I am so sorry about everything Alex. Every single thing. I promise to never do anything that stupid again." A million things were going through my mind. "Yes." "Yes? Yes what?" "I will be your girlfriend." He smiled and continued to kiss me. 

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