(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.


21. Expected Questions

(So sorry I haven't updated lately, it's just that I have had tons of homework stuff and have to focus on school stuff ya' know. Is it just me or did movellas change the font or whatever and format when updating? I don't know, I'm too lazy to change it. Okay okay' what you've been waiting for here is the next chapter to Loved.)

Harry's POV

I couldn't wait for Ally to be out of my life, but when would that be? Man, Ashalee what was she to think of me. I waited for her eyes to turn wet, for her to flip out on me and for her to ask me the expected questions.

Who is she?

When were you guys together?

Do you still have feelings for her?

Was what she told me true?

Are you and her-

"So are you just going to stand here or are you going to tell me about your trip to the bathroom?" she said coming over to me. She put a hand on my shoulder and we made eye contact. I squinted my eyes to look deeper into her.

"Don't." I shivered, that was the same thing I said to Ally sometime ago and Ashalee looked at me.

"Don't what?" she seemed really confused, like she was completely oblivious to what had just happened. What Ally had told her that we did together. Ally crying. Me telling Ally she was nothing, that's not something you just ignore. I wanted her to react, this arguing always sucks but it means that the other person cares. It's relationship 101. But we aren't really in a relationship maybe I could change that.

"Why aren't you asking who that was? Why aren't you hammering down on me you know we both have these feelings."

Ash looked at me, this one didn't just seem like a glance this one was like I had let out everything we had been thinking.

"Are you sure?"

"What?" I knew what she was asking. She was referring if we wanted to be a couple. She wanted know if I was in for it but I just wanted her to say it. Her lips were ready to form the words.

"To be together. Boyfriend and girlfriend of sorts."

I nodded eagerly, something I've been hoping because I realized that I really liked this girl. She was special, no, I don't mean because she was born bipolar, with this disorder she couldn't control but because she was strong. Because she had finally let me in. This made me happy, I wanted everyone to know. Jay, Dawn, Miles (rest in peace),  and most of all Ally. How could someone so superficial like her even share the same first letter as someone as different as Ash. No she was more than Ash, this time I had to say her full name.

"Be mine Ashalee York."


I jumped up like a child in a toy store and the parent finally agreed to let them pick out anything they wanted. I pressed my lips against hers and my forehead bumped against hers. "Ouch." she squealed.

"I am so sorry."

"You should be!" her tone turning instantly enraged.

"What's the problem?"


"Ash, have you been taking your medication?"

Ash looked at me and giggled, her face lighting up, strange.

"Yes I have been. But now I'm your girlfriend so I have the right to be mad at you for letting that skank know where you live."

"Oh," I smiled, "she was before you but never again, she isn't the one I want to see right now."

"And I am?"

"It's been pretty clear since that night when we dry humped, and kissed."

She pushed away from me, "Don't call it that it sound weird."

"What? Dry hump."

"Ah. Those words again."

"Hm, well school should be letting out soon better prepare to-"

"Take me home?"

"Yeah, but I don't want to."

Ashalee laughed, "Come on," she said. "Go put a shirt on curly."

I did as she said, finally we, me and her, can begin.



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