(This movella is set as if One Direction isn't famous.)
Ashalee York was always one to try and hide away, she only showed who she really was to her one friend Jay. Ashalee is shy, and a good girl (who sometimes likes to bend the rules) and she is insecure about herself. Ashalee is your average girl in every way on the outside. But on the inside she deals with the constant struggle, the rage on inside of her mind, she's bipolar. It may be fate, chance, destiny, or whatever you call it but she finds herself mixed up with Harry Styles who wants to show her that she doesn't have to close people out. But he doesn't know about the mental war the wages deep within her mind and maybe if he did know he would leave her and label her as a freak like the rest of society.


13. Can't Do this Forever

Ashalee's POV

"This isn't the way to distract someone Ashalee."

Jay was looking at me, expression hard. Her words didn't affect me like she wanted too. Part of my intentions were to stop Harry from finding me out, part of it was my own desires that I experienced the night before. I really wanted Harry, but I didn't want him to know me. Where are we to go from here, it is like the most obvious thing in the world now that I'm holding some secret. I want to say it. Harry, I'm bipolar that's why I'm so back and forth. Please promise not to tell anyone! But I didn't say anything.

"Jay, I think he's cool, so I don't think it really matters what I was doing with him."

"It does. What if you two get in a relationship? You'll have to tell him. Acts of sexual tendencies won't keep him at bay for long!"

"Shhhh, quiet down, and I think they will. He's a guy that's all a guys want right?"

"Ash, come on now think logically."

"I CAN'T THINK LOGICALLY!-" I didn't mean to yell, "that's not a luxury that I possess."

Jay hugged me, "I called earlier to see if you wanted to come with me to that coffee shop you like so much."

I felt so enraged, I could go for an iced coffee, to calm my nerves. I mean it wouldn't help, but it would at least make everything seem better. There are tons of things that seem to do that.

"I should invite Harry too." I said so quietly I was hoping that Jay didn't hear me, but she did, she was always listening to me making sure everything was okay. Making sure I was okay, that's why when we went to different schools my mom and dad were so upset.

Jay gave me this look like, you've got to be kidding me but before I could consider it otherwise I entered my room, a still topless Harry Styles, sat there on my bed twirling his finger on my pillow, a bored expression staining his lips, he looked up at me.

"Why did you yell?" His word flying from his lips making me shake. I loved his voice the way, his lips, his soft lips, melted words, coming out in this charming accent like, it was so normal for his words to talk like that.

"We're going to the coffee shop, if you put on your shirt we can go."

"I distinctly remember we both wanted my top off."

"Shut up." I smiled.

"You're going to go, leave the house like that, wearing pajamas?"

"I'm not going to see the president, I'm going to get some iced coffee."

I slipped on a jacket just because there was a slight breeze outside. Harry came up behind me,

"Do you really have to put this on, I can keep you warm." His breath hot, making me shiver, he smiled a dumb lustful one. I couldn't see him but I knew it.

"So are you ever going to tel-"

Oh no. I turned around pecking him on the lips, "Let's go." I say reaching behind him grabbing his butt. He jumped a little. Jay's right, I can't keep doing this, but it was kind of fun because the other part of me wanted to keep doing this.

(So sorry this chapter wasn't that good, I was having a bit of writer's block Nicole xx)

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