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.


20. Where You Go

Chapter 20

Aspen’s P.O.V

At that moment, kissing Harry was probably the smartest thing I’d ever done. I guess when he admitted so bashfully that he didn’t “look” made me think that maybe, possibly, hopefully, he actually liked me. I had to get over the fact that Liam and Zayn could be Mr. Right Now especially since Harry was something different entirely. He had me second guessing myself and challenging me in ways I never thought possible. Liam was so sweet and Zayn was such a good guy and maybe Harry wasn’t any of those things, yet in a way he did try to be. I let myself go in that kiss because for once it wasn’t just my body that wanted the kiss it was my mind too. His hands were hesitantly wrapped around my waist as I pushed him harder against me I felt him relax under my touch and in an instant the snarky dominant Harry overshadowed the shy one I just witnessed. 
I fell into the kiss fluidly, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck and pulling his lips in tighter. I felt my whole body pulse with unthinkable desire for him, and by the way his tongue was already slipping between my lips, I assumed he felt the same desire.
His lips were as soft as they looked, tasting solely of him, but the thing that turned me on the most were his hands. They were pressing into my skin firmly, holding me to him tightly, and his fingertips were making tiny circles into my skin. It was such little gestures that made me want him more and more.
He groaned in pleasure against my mouth when I moved my fingers through his hair, tugging lightly as his lips massaged against mine, with me occasionally nibbling on his lip. He moaned every time I did.
Then, the strangest thing happened. I began to feel that flutter of the heart and the stomach again, and the more Harry kissed me, the more intense that fluttering became. It got to the point where it was so intense that I felt my body turning into jello, and Harry had to hold me up against his body so I wouldn't drop onto the bed.

Then suddenly his lips escaped mine and in a flash I saw him fall to the floor. Zayn towered over Harry and for a brief second I forgot where it is I was. Zayn had his fists balled up to the sides as his jaw clenched and the fire in his eyes scared even Harry whose curls were wild from my fingers being in them just seconds before, and it made him look almost childish, especially with his red puffy lips and flushed cheeks. He looked like a child who just got done crying. 

I watched in shock as Harry got up and pushed Zayn away from him, “What’s your problem man?” 

Zayn faltered but got in Harry’s face pushing him away like he did to him, “You’re my problem.”

“And what did I do to you exactly?” Harry asked him through gritted teeth.

Zayn didn’t even blink when he replied, “Kissed her.”

I felt almost invisible to their argument but instantly got up from where I was and pushed them away from each other. “He didn’t kiss me,” I admitted ashamed looking down as I wrapped my arms around myself, “I kissed him.”

A curtain of silence swept over the flat as I saw the color drain from Zayn’s face and in an instant I felt my heart drop. The anger left his eyes in an instant and he turned his face to look at me, hurt etched to the very last gold flecks in his eyes. “You kissed him?” He asked quietly.

I swallowed the huge lump that arose in my throat and nodded guilty. I felt the tears fall silently on my cheeks once again like yesterday, only that felt like a lifetime ago. “Zayn I- I’m so sorry the thing is-“

“Don’t do this Zayn, I know you, don’t make her feel like it’s her fault,” Harry interrupted suddenly next to me stepping in front as if to defend me.

Zayn narrowed his gaze at him and smirked, “But it’s the exact opposite Harry, it’s not her fault, it’s yours!”

“It’s both of ours, I kissed him and I surprisingly liked it… I never meant to hurt you Zayn everything came so sudden and…” My voice trailed off and the tears came in floods now and I didn’t want to talk in fear that my voice would crack. 

“Aspen, I like you, does that mean anything to you?” Zayn reached over and cupped my face, his thumb wiping my tears away. 

“I thought it did, I-I’m just so confused right now, can’t both of you see that?” 

“Aspen I-“

I cut Harry off short and shook my head backing away from both of them, “I can’t do this anymore.” I walked over to the bed and retrieved the suitcase I put underneath. I went into the drawers, pulling out all my clothes and even going into the bathroom to get my toiletries. They just stood their dumbfounded as I wove around the flat preparing all my things to get the heck out of there. 

“Please don’t leave Aspen we can work something out…just please don’t leave,” Zayn pleaded as I shut my suitcase and put it in my right hand. 

I wiped the tears from my eyes and walked around them towards the door, “I’ll come by sometime next week to see how you guys are, okay?”

Not hearing their response I saw that as a notion for me to leave. I shut the door behind me and didn’t even want to turn back. Getting into the elevator I pushed the first floor to get to the lobby when a familiar hand blocked the doors from shutting. 

With all the bracelets on his right hand I already knew who it was. “Where you go I go right?” Harry’s teal eyes sparkled and his famous dimples appeared on his face and I couldn’t do anything but nod and bite my lip smiling, knowing that for once he did something right.

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