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?


12. Honestly

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Ashlyn’s POV


I sat there in between Harry’s leg while he braided my hair; frequently holding it out for me to see. I would nod and he would continue after that. We sat there for God-knows-how long, just talking and thinking.


“Why did you do it?” The words slipped from my mouth before I had the chance to think them over.


“Do what love?”


“Kiss Faith?” Harry’s eyes immediately went wide with fear. He shifted uncomfortably before resting his hands on his lap; dropping my perfect braid. He cleared his throat about three times before he spoke.


“Honestly?” He asked


“Honestly.” I answered.


“I have no God damn idea why I would kiss that tramp.” He said with a shake of his head; curls bouncing.


I couldn’t help but smile to myself. “She was a tramp, wasn’t she?”


“Oh, God yes; trampiest of them all.” Harry said with a laugh. I couldn’t help but join in on his contagious laughter. We sit here now, listing off reasons to hate high school, and the people it contains. And I couldn’t help but think that everything – truly everything – was perfectly normal between us two; I had my best friend back.



Harry’s POV


I never knew how much I actually missed her until this moment in time; listing people we hate, things we hate, and foods we hate; expressing our hatred towards everything really. It’s something that brings us together; hatred. Weird isn’t it?



Hal’s POV


I sat outside her door; listening to her laugh with him. It killed me inside. She was the air I breathed; I always liked her, but now that some prissy, boy band-popstar comes waltzing in she’s gone from my reach.


I treated her better than him, right? Yes; I did.


I loved her more than him? I was there the whole time he wasn’t.


Didn’t she like me? I know we share some sort of mutual connection.


We were made for each other; destined for each other.


We WILL be together.










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