(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.


18. Stress Disaster

Harry's POV

Days later I'm still here thinking about Ally and it made me want to push a restart button on the part of my brain that holds all my failed relationships and start over with Ashalee York.

In my classes all I could think about was how to get around Ally and stay with Ash. Ally, what if she tells Ash all about us, about me and her, about what we used to do with each other. I cringe in disgust, I used to do some many things to her. I used to use my lips, my tongue. I had a slideshow of everything I ever did with Ally play in my mind, I put my...into her...dear god what was I thinking?

At lunch as Ash, sat next to me chatting lightly with Jay (who was still depressed about Miles). I didn't quite catch their conversation even though I knew I should, it would require my input sooner or later. As I thought about all the things me and Ally did together, I shivered.

Ash looked at me, "Dude, what's wrong?"

"Hmm? Oh, just in thought."

"About what, or wait, do you want to talk about it?"

I shook my head, "No, no, I never want to talk about it."

I clutched my stomach, and ran to the nearest trashcan, a few girls shrieked in disgust. Dawn looked up at me, I gave him a sad look and he came over to me, soon Jay and Ash were by his side.

"Bro, what's wrong man?"

"I feel horrible." I shuddered.

Dawn helped me up, "Come on we need to wash your mouth out, come on let's go to the bathroom."

I grabbed the can again as my eyes lingered up I saw Ally standing by the door, licking her lips I threw up again.

Dawn instead handed me off to Ash, "I have a weak stomach, I can't handle it if he does that again, he's your boyfriend, maybe you should escort him to the nurse."

I wanted to say to Dawn, 'we're not together...I don't know what we are'.

Dawn's stomach made this strange noise, kind of like a whale and a screeching cat.

Ash and Jay looked at him, their expressions clearly not ready for a bro-throw-up-party.

"Okay okay, don't you just start blowing chunks too Dawn."

Ashalee motioned to Jay indicating that she was excused from this fiasco and she gladly accepted it. Dawn moaned and sat down as well.


The nurse examined me quickly and came up what was wrong with me.

"Stress, something is stressing you out making you tick. Stress can make you have headaches, uncontrollable sneeze fits, weight gain, back pains, and diarrhea."

"Oh god." I said.

The nurse nods her head, she was middle aged but looked like Miles, but some what younger.

"It is gross." she says and prepares to take my temperature.

"Open." she commands and I do so.

She sticks the thermometer under my tongue then takes it out.

"You've got a small fever, whatever is making you stress out is causing your body to react negatively, this happens surprisingly often but because I'm feeling generous and it's a Thursday I will recommend you take today and tomorrow off from school. I'll even take the heat for telling you to cut classes." She takes the thermometer and throws it away, it was one of those cheap disposal kind schools often use and have tons of.

"Thanks tons Mrs..."

"Mrs. Armstrong, but you call me Nurse."

"Nurse Armstrong, thanks tons," I say, my stomach actually gurgles adding to the situation.

"Maybe you could have your girlfriend out there bring you your homework." she suggests.

"She's not my girlfriend."

"Not by the way your blushing British boy."

"I have to go Nurse Armstrong."

"And try to eliminate whatever is causing this stress, you're the worst case I've seen in this school in all my years. Your stomach actually rejected food and that's a real problem. Don't want that happening every time." she says while turning away to clean some of her tools.

"Okay," I say. Eliminating this problem isn't going to be easy and just thinking about it makes my head pound. Wasn't one of the symptoms of stress?

Ash is waiting outside, "I'm excused for today and tomorrow!" I say putting my hands in my pocket. "And you're coming with me." I saw.

Ash looked at me, "But what about-"

"Not tomorrow too, just for the rest of today."

I could see the energy in her eyes, she was going to say yes.

"Okay." she mumbles and runs a quick hand through my curls. I laugh and squat down.

"What are you doing?"

"Piggy back it." I say.

"Are you sure?"

"If I wasn't I wouldn't suggest it."

Ash jumps on my back and I head to both our lockers, we gathered our things and with Ash on my back I felt so good. Ally watched us walk away, I don't know where she came from but I could see her from the corner of my eye. Ash ignored her and kept running her hands through my hair resting her chin on my head.

I don't know if she heard it, but I heard Ally whisper something, "Soon."

Soon. Soon. Soon. Soon, what is soon?


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