Fix Me, I'm Broken. |Liam Payne Story|

People say when something bad happens to you, it can scar you for life. They couldn't be more right..
Ashley hasn't spoken a word in months. But when he turns up will he get her to talk again, and will he find out the reason behind her stopping?


11. Chapter 10

Ashely's Pov


You know when you're having the time of your life and everything suddenly has to come to an end? Yeah, well that time is now. The boys and I had a day out in the city of London. 

Sure, I had seen all the sights before, growing up only an hour away, but the experience with these five boys is very different. Never a dull moment. And I mean never.

The day ended pretty quickly. We had just finished eating at Niall's favorite restaurant, 'Nandos' because I had never been before. According to him, it was the best place ever.

He wasn't wrong. The peri-peri chicken was pretty amazing to say the least. Not to mention the brownie that Niall had me try.


The food wasn't what had made the day so nice. It was the fact that I was able to go out. Act normal. Be normal, and hang out with some friends.
Okay, they may be famous, so it isn't as normal as it could be, but to me they are just four normal guys and one of my best friends from childhood.

To say that we were sad when my Mum called and said that I had to go home would be an understatement. We hated it. The boys and I asked, no begged, if I could stay another night, but my dad wouldn't have it. Liam seemed desperate for me to stay. He had been really quiet today, but he was still really protective of me. I don't think he even let me out of his sight. I kept catching him looking at me with sad eyes when he thought I wasn't looking. I really hoped with all my heart that this wasn't sympathy. Of all things in the world, sympathy is the thing I hate the most. To know that Liam looked at me full of sympathy really hurt me.

I shook it off though. I didn't let myself think like that. I wouldn't let my insecurities ruin my day. But something was on Liam's mind. I don't know what. But he seems off.

I sink down deeper into the passenger seat of Harry's car. He was driving me home, he wanted to see my parents since it had been so long. I didn't get the point of it. They hadn't change much, but he and Liam insisted. Harry's like my brother though, so it didn't make a difference to me. 

I felt my phone buzz in my lap. I unlock it to see a text from Louis.

From Lou bear
Hey, How's the car ride my Hazza?

I laughed at how he said 'his Hazza'.

To Lou bear
Its great. And since when was he YOUR Hazza? I knew him first remember.

"What are you smiling about over there." Harry asked. I could tell by his tone he was smiling.

"Oh nothing much, just fighting over you with Louis." I said as casual as possible.

"Don't I feel special. What's the argument about?"

"Oh nothing really, and its not much of an argument. He just called you 'his Hazza' and I pointed out that you were my friend first." Harry was about to open his mouth to say something but his phone started ringing. 

"Louis" He mouthed to me. Putting it on speaker.


"Tell Ashley that you are my Hazza and just because she knew you first means nothing, Because what you and I have is special and something that she could never have with you." Louis stated all in one rushed breath.

Harry and I try to stop ourselves from laughing.

"Aww, Lou. What we have is special. But she has a point. I mean her and Gemma used to put my hair in different little braids, and I never objected, she owned me back then. I still love you with all my heart though. Nothing will ever change that."

"Love you too Harry. But I'm still mad about this." Louis said in a dramatic voice and hung up.

"Ohhhh. Looks like harry isn't getting any tonight." I joked. Harry sent me a glare.  I just smiled innocently as we pulled into my driveway.
I sighed.

"Harry." I said. stopping him from getting out of the car.


I hesitate. Knowing that what I am about to say is going to sound really stupid. Harry puts his hand over mine.

"This is going to sound really dumb and crazy, but I just have a bad feeling about my parents. I just don't feel comfortable around them. I don't know why. I think that's why I can't talk around them. So if I don't say anything, that's why. I just don't have a good feeling about this.." I explain best I can. Harry looks at me for a second then pulls me into a hug.

"I know. I understand. Trust me when I say that the boys and I will keep you safe. Don't hesitate one second to call one of us if you need anything. I mean anything. Just promise me you'll be careful. Okay? You'll be fine." He told me. His rough voice soft and assuring.

I was about to ask him what all of what he just said meant when I see my Mum walking towards the car. She was probably watching us the whole time. I pull away from Harry and we get out of the car.

"Hey Mrs.Jennings. Long time no see." Harry greeted, just like he always did after not seeing her for a long time. Which was often. I usually went over to Harry and Gemma's house instead of them coming to mine.

"Harry? Is that you? Haven't you gotten tall. Why don't you come in. I bet Richard would love to see you again." She tells him, and we file up the stairs of the porch and into my house. Harry not letting go of my hand the whole time.


A/N sorry for barely updating. I've had life troubles. Anyway tell me what you think. Thanks,xx

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