Love in a Package

Ashalee was in love. Everything seemed to be perfect but she decided, that instead of venturing with that love to places far, she had said no denying that love. Harry Styles, didn't expect to see the girl who broke his heart ever again, let alone have her working with him co-hosting a radio show. But she's back in his life again. She's with someone else. But Harry still desires her, his flames never died, he sends his love. First in a letter, then it turns into something more.


6. Practicing My Lines

Ashalee's POV

I was actually playing with my hair while I talked Austin. I stood against the door frame leaning in a comfortable position while giggling like a little girl at an amusing joke that Austin had told me. It was unbelievable corny but it was cute coming from him.

I had completely forgotten I had an audience abruptly turning to Harry.

"Hey baby," I interrupted him biting my lower lip. Harry was intently staring at me and I shifted on my feet looking away dismissing it. "I have to plan sketches and ideas for the show with my co-host call you later, alright?"

"Sure, I love you." Austin said I could hear the disappointment in his voice.

"Cheer up I'll call you later."

"Okay," Austin mumbled like a five year old, whining.

"I love you too." I rolled off like I always when I talk to him. Harry gave an awkward cough and got up from the table. He threw away his cold fish n' chips then mumbled something.

I hung up and made my way to Harry. "Let's get started planning for the evening show then?"

I wanted to keep this as uncomplicated as possible and he nodded and friendly nod and gave a cheeky smile. But I couldn't get the image of his shiny green eyes lacking that sparkle I remembered them always possessing. The last time they looked that way was when I said "no" to him. But there cannot possibly be any connection between us. He was going out with whoever this Gigi girl is and I was with my lovely Austin.


"Well that was exhausting, I always feel like I empty my brain whenever I plan the show." Harry spoke.

I nodded and sunk down into my chair a bit, I loved swivel chairs and I began to swing back and forth in it. Harry was tapping his foot on the floor like he was waiting for something. I don't know.

I looked at the wall clock, the show was in a few hours. I loved this, getting my words across the air, spreading my message into the airwaves. Through the speakers. People can hear my voice in the static.  (Mentioning stuff from the song Into the Airwaves by Jack's Mannequin. Love him :D)

Harry looked down.

"Are we okay?" I asked. Harry's head swiftly looked up holding my unsure gaze. "Like really okay? Because this is strange. I guess it would be, I don't know this just probably the most awkward situations of our lives but you say you have moved on but whenever we get near each other it is almost like you are some other planet and you are only looking at me through a telescope. Far away and not close enough. You've moved on haven't you?"

I covered my mouth, sometimes my emotions aren't anger or sadness like they used to be but more hyper at the strangest of times and I guess this was one of them.

"I'm sorry, I just..."

Harry looked away when he finally replied, "It's just the last time I saw ripped my heart out. But now here you are again and it is odd. But I'm okay and completely over you. Never looking back."

"Oh." I replied.

We sat in silence then I picked up the script we had collaborated and pretended to be reading over my lines.

---I'm sorry this chapter was horrible :( ---

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