Loved.

(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.

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12. Distractions

Harry's POV

I had seen this bottle on a few occasions and now I've witnessed it have its contents be emptied. I really wanted to know what was in it. What did it do? Why was it so important? Why did she have to sneak it? I recall last year Dawn had blood pressure problems do to stress and he took his medication right in front of us. Nobody cared, nobody thought about it. I opened the door farther.

She sat up and looked at me,

"Harry," she looked at me, eyes full of terror. "what are you doing?"

Her eyes darted towards the empty pill bottle. I followed her eyes.

"Making sure I hadn't totally screwed up whatever you and I are but then I-."

Her eyes grew and she cut me off.

"And what are we?"

She was trying to move the conversation towards something else, I knew and she knew that I had seen it. She was trying to gear the subject to something else but I wasn't going to let that happen.

"I saw that-"

I came closer to her, hovering above her.

"Harry," she says, grabbing my shirt pulling me closer, pulling me to her. I tried to form words, thoughts, a phrase perhaps? But each inch she pulled me closer my mind was filled with the thoughts that I dream. Lust, no, I just wanted to know, I just wanted to know, just to be nosy. Also to kind of know what I was getting myself into what was she hiding? I was now on her. She lay on her back the only thing not touching was our lips.

"Harry," the way she said my name. The way she breathed it whispered it, she knew how to get my mind off of things. She was driving me farther and farther to where I didn't care anymore. Before the question was out of sight, in the distance I managed to ask it,

"What is that-"

I couldn't take it anymore, I had to press my lips against hers. Damn, I was weak. She pulled away for a breath, I had to as well. She looked at me, and kissed. These weren't merely soft, chaste kisses. But kisses that happen right before 'it'. I had to open my eyes the way her jaw moved with such power as she tried to dominant under mine. I couldn't help it, I moved my hips creating the heat from our middles like I had last night. "Oh." She moaned, erection pressing into her thigh. Her hands took off my shirt in one swift quick motion. I lifted her shirt taunting playfully. She hummed me a song, the same one from the shower.

"Ash, what...mmmm...what...uhh..what song...is...mmm...that?"

"A song my mom used to sing to me when I would-" she stopped.

Her grabbed my biceps squeezing making me yell out, she covered my mouth,

"Don't let the neighbors hear."

I went down my tongue painting desires all over her stomach reaching her chest. Her hips kept moving, our burning middles meeting, sadly only through clothes. My hands began to pull off her shirt.

"Oh my gosh!"

Her voice lashed out, but it wasn't HER voice, we both looked at the entrance to the door, Jay stood there.

"The door was unlocked I came in," She began trying to explain her presence, "I thought somebody broke in, I heard you mumbling."

Ash pushed me from her. She went in the hallway pulling down her shirt.

"Jay let me explain this please."

I wanted to hear this 'explanation' she was still startled and I was completely and utterly amused. They went into the kitchen and I stood in the hallway listening.

"I had to find some way to distract him."

"And release some sexual frustrations as well?"

"He saw my medication and I had to keep him occupied so he wouldn't find out."

Jay's expression changed from flustered, to concern.

"Why do you hide it?" Jay's voice getting quieter.

"Because everyone is not like you Jay, not everyone is cool about it."

"Why wouldn't they be?"

"Because the human nature is judgmental."

I went back to her room. The bottle, that held so many secrets, I took it and looked at the label, shit there was no label.

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