(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.


43. Cookies and Jealously

Ashalee's POV

Brent and I were working on a project for world history. We were focusing on China and Brent and I were assigned effects on the Chinese citizens while the Great Wall was being built, or something like that. Did you know that if you died while building the Great Wall they put your body inside the wall? Basically the wall is full of dead people.

We were making a scale model of it out of cotton swabs and lots of gray paint and white glue. We had already drafted the oral speech and I was going to rehearse it in front of Harry to get his opinion. There was a knock on the door, my mom came in.

"Hey kids."

I huffed my mom stopped and tried again.

"Hey teenagers." She nodded her head satisfied.

She set down a plate of cookies, I would have objected telling her that we weren't little babies but they were my favorite. Sugar cookies, steam still slightly rising from them.

"Thanks, I haven't had your cookies in ages!" Brent cheered.

My mom exited with a smile on her face, Brent reached on the plate.

"Stop." I demanded.

Brent dropped the cookie back to the plate.

I got up and ran to the kitchen. I reached up into the pantry and pulled out chocolate and vanilla frosting, the Betty Crocker kind in that red container. I found sprinkles, red and green sprinkles that we always use around Christmas, but this could be an exception. I found two plastic knifes in the junk draw by the sink and washed them off.

I raced back to my room, Brent was reading over our oral presentation script.

"Finally," he breathed.

We pushed aside our model of the great wall and set our papers aside was well. We scrambled on my bed and spread out everything. The plate of cookies in between us as we opened up the icing and caked the cookies with the creamy stuff. Some with chocolate some vanilla some with sprinkles others with just the icing.

My door cracked, green eyes peering at us. Brent smiled up at the now curly haired boy watching us.

Brent laid on the bed head resting on the pillows munching a cookie, I was curled near him. I patted the space at the foot of the bed for Harry.

"Your, uh, mum let me in."

I nodded indulging in more cookies. Harry looked around. His fist curled and uncurled. Brent couldn't stop starring at Harry his eyes nervously racking between me and him. I lounged  comfortably, Harry cleared his throat. Brent got up,

"I gotta go, it's getting late."

He grazed past Harry his face looked a little...I don't know...he looked basically uncomfortable now that Harry was in the room with us.

"See you later Ashy. We can finish the Great Wall later my mom she's-"

He grabbed his backpack without finishing his sentence.

Harry glared at me, he was mad about something?

I handed him the plate of cookies. He didn't accept so and I shrugged.

"I don't like you being alone with that Brent guy."

My eyes shot up, "What?"

"Brent he's all over you."

I laughed so hard but Harry wasn't laughing.

"Brent is-"

Harry cut me off, "Just a friend, yeah right."

"That's not what I was going to say."

Harry shook his curls.

"I wasn't going to say a friend at all."

I set the cookies aside, "Harry there is no need to be jealous, I'm going to Jay's for a bit, you know for girl time."

"Is he going to be there?" Harry asked, I couldn't read his voice that time. It wasn't angry or even calm.

"No, Brent isn't going to be there."


Harry, he walked me out watching me as if Brent was to pop out from a hiding place and we were going to run away together.


Jay sat with me in her kitchen while she texted Niall and I talked to her. She would chuckled every time Niall replied to something she sent.

"HELLO!" I exclaimed raising my hands in the air.

"Oh...sorry." She mumbled while setting her phone down. "Now tell me what happened."

I took a deep breath, "Harry is jealous of Brent."

Jay looked at me and laughed so hard.

"I know, I know." I sighed.

"Did you tell him Brent is gay?" Jay snickered.

"I tried but he wouldn't listen."

Jay laughed some more.

I began to laugh myself, "Ha. Ha. Harry jealous of Brent..."




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