Arms (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

I hope that you see right through my walls

I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling

I'll never let a love get so close

You put your arms around me and I'm home

What if you started as a simple person with a simple life? Same boring routine everyday, same people to face day in and day out. Nothing exciting ever happened. That is until you took the leap and tried something out of your comfort zone.

Ashton Harrell is an eighteen year old girl with big plans. She's always loved singing and felt as though she belonged on a stage surrounded by people who love music as much as she. But things weren't always in her favor, that is until she tried out for a huge television show called the X Factor.

Throughout her experience she faces hurdles she must overcome. After all she didn't come here for nothing and she wasn't going to let anything, or anyone, distract her, even if the largest pop icon Harry Styles had his eye on her.

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12. Chapter12

"Want another?" I hear Harry's low voice purr into my ear. I nod eagerly, not caring about the constantly ringing in my ears. I can't remember how many of these Mind Erasers I've had but man they sure did the trick. I feel the coolness of a new glass handed to me and without hesitation gulp the thing down. The burning sensation had subsided for the most part, leaving me with nothing but blurry vision and adrenaline rushing through my body. 

 

I knew I was drunk but hey, why not live a little? The others were probably drunk as well so why not join in on the fun. Harry had his arm draped around my waist as we sat together at the bar. I hadn't seen him drink much more after the first shot Zayn gave us, so I assumed he wasn't completely piss drunk like me. 


I randomly stood up and without much thought grabbed hold of Harry and headed to the dance floor that was littered with other hot bodies moving to the beet of the techno music. Harry was surprised at my actions but shrugged and willingly followed me. I pushed past everyone trying to find some space for Harry and I. Everything was moving too fast and I felt like I was on a really wicked rollercoaster, like the ones at six flags or something. Harry stopped and tried pulling me pack into a corner but I refused. I wanted to dance. 

 

"Come dance with me Harry" I whined shamelessly tugging at his tight black shirt. He rolled his eyes at me, his arms intertwined around my waist. 

 

"You're going to regret this in the morning, you know" he sharply reminded me but I shrugged it off. I didn't care about that now, all I wanted was to dance with Harry. 

 

"Pleeeeease Harry? Just one song" I practically begged, hims sighing and nodding his head. I gave out a triumphant  cheer and pushed us into some space so we could move. Suddenly the song 'Beauty and a Beat' started playing and I squealed. This song was my jam!

 

"I love this song!" I shouted so Harry could hear me. He just laughed as I began to rhythmically move to the beat of the song. I really began to get into it, Harry just going along with it as I made up random crazy dance moves. 

 

Before thinking it through properly I tugged his body closer to mine, intertwining us together so that I could feel his muscular torso against my stomach. His eyes widened as I began moving in dirty ways close to his body. He backed away slowly but I kept him in place making sure he wouldn't go anywhere. 

 

"Ashton, let's go back to the hotel" he started giving me a look. I knew that look. He was so turned on right now but was trying to hide it. Oh no, I wasn't being rational and decided to hop up onto the small stage where women with fit bodies were dancing. I couldn't help myself as I started to go crazy, gyrating my body in all sorts of ways, not caring about anyone who was watching except Harry, whose jaw was dropped to the ground now. I thought I saw droll but I couldn't look into it, for I was too busy dancing and letting loose. 

 

I saw Niall clapping along and cheering my name as I danced making me giggle like crazy. The song ended and I hoped down making my way back to the still stunned Harry. I waved my hand in front of his face, trying to get his attention. 

 

"Hello? Earth to Harry-poo!" I cooed cheekily. He blinked rapidly then adverted his gaze directly on me. I stared into his eyes which were now full of lust, not concern like the had been a minute ago. 

 

"Holy...shit..Ash" he breathed out making me a giggling mess. Before I knew what was happening I was leaning forward as well as Harry. I wasn't about to stop now and as impatient as I was I quickly attached my lips to his. 

 

His lips tasted a cool mint flavor, soft and plump against my thing pink ones. He hungrily kissed back not hesitating to slip his tongue into my mouth. I gladly let him, wanting to feel his lips moving harshly against mine. 

 

I had never done something like this before and I knew it was all because of the stupid shots I took but I wasn't thinking about consequences right now. All I wanted was Harry to come close to me if that was even possible in the position we were in at the moment. 

 

Harry's POV

 

"Shit" I mumbled against Ashton's now swollen lips. I don' t know what came over me and wheels started turning in my head connecting the pieces of what I just did. 

 

I had done it. I snogged Ashton. She just looked so...hot up there dancing and giggling. I couldn't help myself. But Liam is going to kill me, Simon is going to kill me, management is going to kill me and I think Ashton herself is going to kill me tomorrow when she can think straight. 

 

"Ashton, we should get going" i say cautiously, her shrugging in return.

 

"Okay I don't care what we do" she replied. I grabbed her arm and lead her to the exit that was just beyond the dance floor, passing Louis and Eleanor sitting at a table in the corner cuddling with each other. 

 

They looked at both of us questioningly as if asking why we were leaving. Lou winked at me and El began smirking. Ugh no, that's not what I'm doing. Why do they always assume I'm taking a girl home to just sleep with her. 

 

"No I'm dropping her off in her room, she's piss drunk" I explained them 'ooooh' ing and nodding, biding me goodbye. Meanwhile Ashton started humming to herself. I recognized the tune in a heartbeat, after all it was one of my songs. 

 

"story of my life.." she dizzily sang, not even realizing she was singing out loud. I chuckled at her, she sure was a fireball when she was drunk. 

 

~*~

 

"Harryyyy" Ashton whined from her bedroom. We arrived back at the hotel ten minutes ago and the first thing I did was give her a tall glass of water to chug and laid her in bed, hoping she would fall asleep.

 

"What Ashton?" I ask, sitting on the side of the bed next to her figure. Even when she was drunk she looked absolutely stunning. Her beautiful dark hair the cascaded over her cream pillow and her gorgeous green eyes glimmering with mischief drove me crazy.

 

"Stay with me? It's a king bed" she said patting the spot next to her. I sighed and tucked myself into the covers, her instantly snuggling up beside me. I chuckled and wrapped my arm around her shoulders as she propped her head on my chest. I could definitely get used to this. 

"Harry" 

"Hmm?"

"Sing for me?" 

"Okay, what do you want hear?"

"Anything" 

I cleared my throat, a song already forming in my mind. One if my favorites and hopefully Ashton's too. 

 

Where did I go wrong I lost a friend somewhere alone in the bitterness...

 

Ashton smiled widely cuddling farther into me if even possible. Before long I could hear a light snoring coming from her still body. She's too precious and I was thankful to be in the position I was in right now, with no one else but her. 

 

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