4's A Crowd

Recently moved into a new flat, Aspen Langford can't wait to explore London after living behind the convent gates for a year. Since moving there from California she was excited for a new adventure. But what happens when she's forced to move in with three other guys who seem completely infatuated with her. Every girl would be lucky to be in her place...thing is, Aspen has no clue who they are.


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Chapter 23

Harry’s P.O.V

I watched the end of Love Actually and felt Aspen’s quiet breathing on my chest as I stroked her hair knowing she was asleep. She never really did manage to stay awake any time we had a movie night, always falling asleep halfway into the movie and waking up the next day apologizing for dozing off. It felt all too strange bringing Aspen here, bringing her into my bed was one thing but bringing her to the house where I grew up in felt too fast. I didn’t mind taking her in when I knew she had nowhere else to go but the way my feelings grew whenever she smiled at me or when she blushes, made my mind reel and my heart flutter. And I know it’s weird hearing me think all of this knowing girls feelings were always the last thing on my mind but god I cared for her, I’m willing to do anything to gain her full trust to make her believe that coming here was a good idea. I even felt like I betrayed her when I deleted that message Liam sent her asking for her to come back but she was here because she needed to get away from those two and I didn’t want her going back. 

I felt her silky hair go through my fingers and felt her grip around my middle tighten. It was kind of hard living with her knowing that we wouldn’t really be able to do anything especially those days when she’d come out of the bathroom dripping wet and run to her room all frightened, I wanted nothing more than to rip that towel from her. But we’d never let anything get farther than kissing and for now it sufficed, but later it’d be much more difficult. I felt my eyes begin to droop and found myself getting up. I picked her up and carried her back to my sister’s room laying her gently on the bed and covering her with the quilt. I felt her stir when I began to leave, “Don’t leave Harry, not yet,” she mumbled incoherently.

I walked back to her and patted her head, “I’ll see you in the morning Aspen I’m going to bed.”

“Just lay with me until I fall asleep then,” She tugged on my shirt and drew me close, and I felt my desire for her increase, “I’ll fall asleep soon I promise.”

I leaned down over the covers as she grabbed my arm and draped it over her small waist pulling me closer to get a whiff of her flower scented hair. “God Aspen you’re driving me crazy.”

She chuckled softly, “I could say the same to you.” 

I smiled into her hair and heard her breathing slow as she fell back to sleep. I couldn’t bring myself to leave her because somehow every night we’d end up like this. I would hear her soft moans and run over to see that she was having a nightmare, then she’d ask me to lay with her and she’d sleep soundly. I liked it though, just us sleeping although some nights I’d ask her for more but she’d refuse me and simply kiss me goodnight and before I knew it she would already be asleep. 

Soon her breathing matched mine and I couldn’t bring myself to let her go when I felt myself drift off to sleep. Aspen wasn’t just some girl I would want for a month or two, she was someone different and I just wanted to make her mine. I whispered those three words to her before I felt my mind shut completely and my dreams take over my reality. 

Liam’s P.O.V
It had been a couple of weeks since I last saw Aspen and I missed her terribly. Zayn would barely mutter a word to me since she left and if he did all he would say was what an arse Harry was for taking her with him, even if she said she needed space away from all of us. There were times like these when I wondered if she ever even gave me a second thought when she was with Harry. If I was even on her mind before she left. I crossed my hands and leaned back against the bed resting on my arms over the pillow, I could still smell her flower-y scent over the covers even after I’ve been sleeping her since she was gone. 

I grabbed my phone from my front pocket and began writing her message, telling her what I felt for her and how much I wanted her back no matter what it took. Then without hesitation I pressed send and waited until she would text me back.

I never got that message.

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