Forbidden

Chapter 20

Ashlyn's POV

I woke up to my phone vibrating like crazy on the nightstand. I know it's not time to get up. It's still dark in here. I don't even know who it could be. No one is usually up at this time. Harry groaned, "Please just answer it."

Well someone's a little cranky. I don't blame him. I know he enjoys his sleep. I grabbed my phone and noticed I had about 20 text messages from Adam. Why in the hell is he texting me? We're done. He has no reason to try and talk to me. I don't want to deal with him anymore. I started reading some of the messages,

You're such a fucking slut!

You're a fucking low life

I can't believe you're fucking him now

I know you miss me

You're going to come back at some point

Bitch

You know you miss me fucking you.

We can always have sex again

He doesn't have to know

I'm better than him

He's no one

I can make you feel better than he can

I stopped reading them. He's just ridiculous. He's probably drunk. He's just being more of an ass than usual. Well I guess he could be worse. I turned off my phone, putting it back on the nightstand. I'm not dealing with it right now. It's the middle of the night. I rolled over, cuddling into Harry. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me close to him. I smiled a little bit. I know this is exactly where I'm supposed to be.

I woke up to his alarm going off. I moved off of him as he turned it off. He looks sort of tired. He wrapped his arms back around me, "Who was blowing up your phone last night?"

"Adam."

He looked at me confused, "What did he want?"

"I'm not sure. I think he was drunk."

He nodded, "Can I know what he said?"

"Of course. I just don't want you going to dance upset."

He softly pecked my lips, "You can show them to me before I go to boxing practice then I can just let my anger out there."

"Okay. Please don't come back being an asshole towards me."

He kissed my cheek, "I won't."

I kissed him before moving out of bed. I really hope he doesn't get too upset about everything. I'm going to feel bad about it. I can't help it that he was blowing up my phone. I can't control what he does. If I could he wouldn't try talking to me anymore. He would hopefully just forget that I exist.

Practice was about as long as it normally is. I know we need it. We don't have too long before the competition. A part of me doesn't even really want to do it anymore. I don't want to ruin it for Harry though. I guess I can always talk to him about it later. I'm happy he drove me back home before I showed him what Adam sent.

I felt him wrap his arm around my waist as we walked inside. He kissed my cheek before we walking into the living room. He sat down on the couch. I sat down, moving closer to him. I handed him my phone, "I honestly quit reading them so he's said more than what I know."

He nodded as he unlocked my phone. I looked up at him as he read them. I can tell he's getting more upset as he reads them. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid. It's completely stupid. Adam should have just left me alone. I don't care what he has to say about me. I know Harry does though. He shouldn't though. I only care about what he thinks of me. I kissed his cheek, hoping that it would calm him down. He wasn't even done when he set my phone, "I need to go."