Over Again


Ashlyn Rose was your typical hormonal teenager, She did typical teenager things; listened and played music, hung-out with friends and obsessed over boys. There was this one boy in particular though, who changed Ashlyn's world upside-down. But with him gone, she finds herself lost; with no one to trust. When she could potentially find love again will she let them in? or lock them out?


11. Flashback (Part Two)

Ashlyn's POV





I woke up the next morning with make-up smeared down my cheeks. Un-happily, I slipped out of the covers and marched over to the bathroom. After removing my make-up I tied my hair up in a messy bun and dragged my tired body down the stairs. I entered the kitchen in search for some breakfast when my mother cleared her throat.


“How are you?”


“Fine.” I replied shortly. I didn’t want her to worry. Somehow, she knew everything. She knew how I caught Harry kissing another girl. How? I’ll never know. She swiftly got up from her chair and pulled me into a loving hug. Soon after, tears formed in the corners of my eyes and were soon slipping don my cheeks.


“Sh. It’ll all be okay. Just give it some time love.” My mom soothed as she ran her hand gently from the top of my head to my neck. “Hush now” she kissed the top of my head and let me go from her grasp. I slowly sat down at the table, and brought my legs up to my chest; hugging them closer.


I knew I shouldn’t have been so fazed by this but I couldn’t help but die inside watching him kiss her; I loved him.


Eating breakfast passed quickly and soon I heard a knock at the door. My mom exited the kitchen and answered the door.


“I’m not sure if now is a great time for you to be here.” She said, motherly instincts taking over. Harry; my mind raced.


“I realize that but I really need to talk to her Mrs. Rose. I know what I did hurt her, and I feel completely stupid for my actions. I take full responsibility for what I did.” I could tell he had tears in his eyes just by listening to his voice; it was strained. “I’m sorry.” I barely made it out his voice was so quiet.


“Very well.” My mother sighed and I heard the door being opened wider. Footsteps made their way through my house and towards the kitchen. I pushed my head down when I heard the kitchen door open. “I’ll leave you to it then” My mom exited once again. I could feel Harry’s eyes on me as he walked towards me.


“Ash?” His voice full of hurt and sadness. I refused to show any emotion though and continued my hard stare to the ground. “Ashlyn please, please look at me.”


My eyes trail from their fixed spot on the ground to slowly trailing up towards Harry’s eyes; they rest there for what seems like forever before he speaks.


“I know I screwed up. I screwed up bad; real bad. But I want – no I NEED you to forgive me. I can’t live with you being mad at me.”


“Why?” Harry’s eyes bore into mine as soon as the question leaves my lips.


“What?” Harry looked completely lost.


“Why did you do it?” Tears formed in my eyes; threatening to spill over my lower eye-lid.


“I didn’t do it.” I looked at him shocked.


“As if you have the audacity to say that! I saw you with my own eyes! Are you implying-” Harry cut my off short.


“No. I mean I didn’t kiss her, she kissed me.” I scoffed at his answer.


“I saw you kissing her back Harry.”


“Why does it matter to you, huh? Why” My eyes widened.


“I love you. Alright? I’ve loved you since day one Harry. That first day that I met you I fell completely head over heels in love with you. And do you remember that on that first day you promised me something?” I paused to sneak a glance at him. He sat there quietly, absorbing my words. “You promised me you would never hurt me; never let anyone else hurt me.”


“I didn’t mean to hurt you.”


“You promised!” my voice rang through the room, bouncing off the walls. Harry’s voice was full of hurt.


“Let me explain”


“No. Harry, no. Did that kiss mean nothing to you? I loved you dammit.” Sobs erupted from my chest and I could no longer hold the tears back. Harry reached out for me, only to have me step back. “Leave.” My voice was hardly audible.


“What?” Harry asked in disbelief; not wanting to hear it.


“Leave!” it came out stronger this time; powerful.


“I will always love you Ash. Always” with that Harry Styles walked out of my life.



I sat there in shock. He loved me too? What?


Did I still love him? Yeah.


Did he love me in the same way? Possibly.


Am I still mad? Fuck yes.



Harry left the next morning for X-Factor. He forgot about me; he left me.




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