Prison is what we call school

We your parents have to travel every where for work so do you, Ashleigh is a girl who has decided that she is not going to make new friends anymore because she doesn't want to move and have to leave them behind, but what happens she learns that making friends and relationships is the possible reason that can allow her to stay. Join the adventures and romance of Ashleigh and her friends.


8. Morning

I woke up in the same position as I fell asleep, I didn't want to move just in case I woke Harry so instead I just looked up at him, I could feel his hand wrapped around my waist. We were actually quite warm. I continued to look at Harry, every part of him. His hair was flat withe occasional curls and his fringe swept to one side. His eyes were shut closed, his lips began to form a smile his long eyelashes began to flutter open. I quickly closed my eyes so it seem like I had fallen asleep but he was to quick.

"I know you were watching me" he said in his husky morning tone

"Hey... you make me sound creepy" 

"You are" he laughed "but that's why I love you"

"That's good something to tell your friends 'I love my girlfriend cause she watches me when I sleep and she's creepy'" I laughed 

"Oh yeah that's really appealing, is anyone else awake?" he laughed

"I'm not sure, I havent checked yet" I said as he began to get up

"I will go check" he got up and left the bed, the cool air flowed in when he lifted up the blanket, He ran back quickly.

"You wouldn't believe what I just saw!" he whispered yelled 


"Louis and Sarah... In bed together"

"What do you mean? Louis is with Eleanor"

"I don't think so now, Eleanor is not there... I can't find her"

"Do you think that she saw them earlier?

"Possibly" he replied worriedly

"What do we do?"

"Um lets jump on there bed!" he suggested "We will jump on there bed and make sure its Louis and Eleanor and not Lou and Sarah"

"Wait are you serious?"

"Yep, come on Ash please lets just do it" he begged

"Fine... But I'm going to regret this in the end"

I quickly got out of bed and grabbed on of my jackets, we walked quickly and quietly towards the rocking bed, I really didn't want to do this be El please be El

"On the count of three, one... two... three" With the number three said we both jumped on the bed there were a few screams and ouches but one things for sure, I hope it was El. We quickly jumped off the bed to wait and see which heads had poped out of the blanket. Louis and Eleanor

"Oh thank god!" I said 

"Excuse me?!" asked Eleanor

"Oh, yeah sorry we though you were Liam and Danielle" replied Harry quickly 

"That doesn't mean you can just go jumping on peoples beds" screeched Eleanor

"Okay were sorry" I apologised 

"Clearly she's not a morning person" snickered Harry, I laughed and the playfully punched him in the arm, we quickly jumped back into the bed to get warm again, it was freezing.


"I will never let you give us idea's again" I laughed

"Why... come on that was a good one!"

"Yeah really smart, we could of hurt them"

"Yeah in the wrong places" snickered Harry

"That's not funny! Anyway I'm going back to sleep, it's to early"

"Okay well can we cuddle?"

"Okay" I had never seen Harry so nervous, I turned to my side and felt Harry's cold hands wrap around me, I wish I could wake up to this every morning. Except for his cold hands. My eyes began to flutter closed, and I could feel my self fall into a deep sleep along side the boy I loved.  


I woke again for the second time of the day, this time to an empty bed. I don't blame Harry he would of got bored if I didn't wake up, I felt around for my phone to see what the time was 2:00pm, shit I must of slept in. I looked around to see if anyone was around. There were only two people sitting on the picnic rug. They looked like they were getting into there kissing session. I continued to look around for people but then realised that I had to look again at the two figures. No please be a bad dream please....

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