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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17. Crazy

Ashley's P.O.V

I woke up to see five boys at my hopital bedside. "Hi." I said half asleep. They all smiled, except Louis who decided now would be a good time to cry. "How are you feeling love?" Zayn asked. "Not too shabby." I replied with a smile. I had decided to not let them see how hurt I was. I had already cried in front of Niall, who now probably sees how ugly I can be. I couldn't blow my cool in front of all of them. "Louis.. Are you okay?" I asked while Harry patted his back. "mhm.." He said letting out a whimper. "It's okay mate, she is alive." Harry whispered reassuring him. I know they were all sad, but seriously? There is no need to cry. I am fine. I think. The doctor came in to tell the boys that there were too many people in here. I needed my sleep. "Can I have about ten more minutes?" I asked politely, she nodded and walked out of the room. They all left and then came in one at a time to talk to me. Liam was first. "Hey, so how are you?" He asked putting his hand on my knee and sitting on my bed. "I have been better." I said sarcastically. He laughed then told me how he proposed to Danielle. I haven't met her, but she seems perfect for him. She wants me as a bridesmaid. How sweet, she has never met me but she wants me to be in her wedding? "You two should go shopping once you get out of here!" That is the thing I need! Some girl bonding time. The next person was Zayn. We had a long conversation about life. I told him how I felt about Niall. He was the closest to me than any of the other boys. "Babe, take your time with everything. If you aren't ready, no one will pressure you." He said giving me the cutest look. His face was, well perfect. Free of blemishing, perfect structure. I don't know, he just is a model. After Zayn, Louis came in, not crying anymore. "Hey Lou, you okay?" I asked patting his back. "Of Course! Are you?" He asked getting panicky. "I am absolutely fine!" I said shooting him a reassuring smile. We had a conversation about carrots, so I could lighten his mood. Then he talked about Eleanor and how much he loves her and the fact that she is perfect for him in every way. "Any marriage plans in the future?" I asked nudging his shoulder. He blushed, "I don't know." He winked at me, which indicated that it was a yes. I just smiled. Harry walked in and told Louis that it was his turn. Louis nodded, then said bye and walked out. "Hey Harry." I said smiling. I have never gotten this much attention in my life. I mean from five famous boys at least. "Hey Ash, how's it going?" "Oh you know, hanging in there." I let out a small laugh but I guess he didn't find it funny because his facial expression didn't change. "So are you and Alex okay?" He just shrugged. "I am not sure, she has been ignoring my calls ever since I told her about Felicity." "Any news from Felicity?" I asked with hopeful eyes. "Yeah, it isn't mine!" He said smiling. "You should talk to her!" He dropped his smile then looked worried. "And say what? I don't want to screw anything up!" He sounded scared. He must really like her. Which made me smile. "Just tell her everything, how you feel about her, how you see you two's future. Whatever comes to heart." He nodded. Niall barged in, "GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF HER!" He laughed and Harry walked out of the room. "So, even if we have only known each other for a short period of time, I feel like I know everything about you. So will you do me the honor to be my girlfriend?" I froze. I kept replaying the question in my mind. "Y-Yes" I had a stutter in there but I didn't care. I was Niall Horan's girlfriend. I gave him a kiss, until the doctor interrupted again and I had to rest. 

The next few weeks were a complete blur. It was also really hard to get used to. I got out of the hospital not to long ago. The house felt empty. I am old enough to be living by myself, so I should have to get used to it anyway. Alex was still here of course, her parents are agreeing to let her stay here a little longer. And, fingers crossed, possibly to move in with me. She figured she could attend college in London and get her degree in teaching. It was a brilliant idea, but I don't know if she could deal with the distance from her family. They have been together since birth obviously. This is actually her first trip without them. (You can imagine how much begging we had to do). Niall pratically lived here, making sure I was okay, and bringing me food, even if he would eat most of it. I still hadn't decided the proper burial for my father. He has always wanted to be cremated, but I don't know if I was comfortable with that. After I would have a mental conversation with myself about it I would start to cry thinking about my dad really being gone. I will NEVER be able to accept that. The day finally came when I sat down with my aunt (my dad's sister) and we discussed the funeral details. We let the hospital take his organs for themselves, and whatever they needed them for. I finally agreed on having him cremated. 

The day of his funeral, there was a small urn for his ashes. Who knew for a grown man the ashes could be small. A lot of my family traveled here for it. The funeral home, where it was held, wasn't too far from our house. A few of my relatives gave a speech. Then it was my turn. I had my paper in front of me but it was still hard to read since I was shaking so much. I could have gone into hysterics, but I kept looking at Niall who had the seat next to me. His warm smile kept me sane. "My dad, was my best friend." I started, no turning back now. "After everything went down with my mom, he was the only person I had left. He knew every single thing about me, as I did him. I knew he was right handed but brushed his teeth with his left. He was never a bad man, always kind and warming. Unless you are my boyfriend, then he comes off rough." I shot Niall a smile. The tears started to build up in my eyes, so I knew I had to finish this fast before I went into hysterics. "I loved him with all my heart. I will miss his morning breakfast meals. Or the way he would pull me out of bed for school. He will always stay with me, in my heart. No matter how long he has been gone. I hope he hears this when he enters those heaven gates. Goodbye Daddy." I set the paper down next to the urn. Followed by a Hershey's Kiss, since those were his favorite. I sat next to Niall and he put his hand on my knee. I let out a sob, but not too much to bring much attention. The preacher let out a closing prayer. I let out a closing cry. "Bye Daddy.." I whispered. 

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