The First of February (EDITING)

Green Doesn't Look Good on You (13)

Ashley's P.O.V-

My hands were placed on the railing of the wooden bridge, placing my weight on them and pushing my body so I was now sitting atop of the railing. I smiled and pulled Niall by his shirt gently, gripping my hand around the light blue fabric.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he placed his hands on my lower back, towards my waist. We rested our foreheads against each other's, taking in the moment in our place. I looked down at his pursed lips that curved into a smile as I kissed him softly.

Nothing could ruin this perfect moment.

"Niall, stop," I whispered after we began kissing passionately. My voice barely escaped from my lips as his tongue entered my mouth swiftly. It was hard to stop kissing him, but I gave him a small push a minute after I spoke softly.

"I need to tell you something," I began slowly. Niall looked at me and took my hands in his and nodded, giving me a quick smile. "So, we both sadly remember February first, correct?" Niall nodded, making a face. "Well, ever since then, it's been awkward between Harry and I, but now it's worse.... He said that he likes me a lot, more then a friend.... I told him to stop and get the message because of us, but he said no." I slowly explained.

"Well, Harry is very, very persistent. Ever since he told me that, hes been flirting with me, getting between us, and then he kissed me. But that's not all, Zayn is the same way. He got jealous of Harry that night and last night, he told me how he was jealous of you and Harry... But I told him there is nothing between Harry and I, which there isn't. He kissed me after that and told me if it didn't mean anything to me, he would back off."

I let out a long sigh and looked at my feet, blinking back tears. Niall was silent, rubbing his neck and paced back and forth. "Niall, I'm sorry." The tears refused to be held back any longer and just dripped down my face, staining my red cheeks.

"They're my best mates," he whispered, staring at me with a pleading and desperate look in his blue eyes. He looked so disappointed and upset.

"Niall, I don't like them though, I love you, and only you." I took a step forward and wiped my tears with my shoulder then grabbed his hands. He tugged them out of my grip and walked off the bridge and to the picnic blanket. More tears streamed down my face as he began packing everything up.

"Niall I'm sorry! It's not my fault, they are the ones who like me." Silence. I rubbed the back of my neck and helped him place everything in the basket and sighed, leaving the wine bottle out. I took it in my hands and sipped it right from the glass bottle.

What the fuck do I have to lose. I finished the rest of the bottle quickly, tossing it onto the sand and stumbling clumsily over my feet as I followed Niall back to the car. My foot got caught under a tree root and fell, scraping my right knee. Niall didn't even turn around when I let out a yelp of pain. I bit my lip and stumbled upwards again, trying to catch up to him.

There were two of him, slowly forming in and out of each other ahead. It made me giggle, everything looked so trippy. As we got to the car, I tugged at the locked handle.

"Niall! It's locked," I whined. Each time Niall pressed the unlock button, I pulled at the handle, causing it to stay locked. I made a face and kept pulling.

"Stop fucking pulling the handle so I can unlock the mother fucking door!" he shouted, frustration rang through out his voice. I winced as I slid into the front seat. Even with all the wine in my system, I still had feelings, even if I was drunk.

I quietly sobbed the whole ride home over everything. I'm such a damn baby right now, but I'm past my breaking point. My knee throbbed as the whole skin was peeled off, leaving a red layer of blood in it's place, slowly dripping down my leg. Niall was treating me like I did something awful, when in my eyes, I did nothing wrong... I could be incorrect though about that.

The ride home was very awkward and full of tension between the two of us. I was just wishing the ride would end soon, luckily it did.

I ran out after finally finding the handle to open the door, stumbling onto the porch and grasping the door knob, pushing my way in and running right upstairs past everyone. I barely even noticed Danielle and Eleanor were here for the rest of the week.

As I just lay there on my stomach, face down in the pillows, I thought about everything. I couldn't deal with it. For being in such a beautiful, stress free utopia, I was fucking freaking out. I couldn't cry anymore, nothing came out. I just sounded horrible, choking back dry sobs with my face buried in the pillows, muffling my weird noises.

Niall's P.O.V

I rolled my eyes as Ashley sat there crying, looking like a beautiful drunk slob. I was the reason she was crying, super. That makes things so much better. After we pulled into the drive way, she was already fumbling with the handle.

Did she want to get away from me that bad? What did I do?

Ashley must have ran right upstairs, because I was greeted with a bunch of death glares, even from Eleanor and Danielle who just got here. I quietly made my way into the living room and sat down in an empty seat.

"What did you do, Niall?" Harry questioned me with a fierce look in his eye. I almost fell out of my seat from shock. I laughed in pity for him.

"What did I do? Hm, lets see. Maybe I should direct that question to you and Zayn instead!" I shouted. They were trying to take my girl away from me. "I know what you both did! You fucking wankers are pressuring her and driving her insane! This is a fucking stress free vacation, and right now, all she is feeling is stressed."

Everyone's jaw dropped in shock, and Harry and Zayn both mumbled 'shit' under their breath after they were caught.

"How did you want me to react when I found out my best mates are trying to take my girl away from me? We love each other god damn it! Stop trying to break things up," I scoffed. "Right now she is probably crying over me, you and you," I said, looking at Harry and Zayn.

"Niall, I'm sorr-"

"Cut the bull shit, Zayn. You kissed her out of the blue and told her if it didn't mean anything that you would back off? Seriously man, cut the phony act. You aren't fooling me," I interrupted.

"Calm your boner, Ni-"

"Harry! Shut the fuck up, you horny wanker. Go find another girl to be a douche bag to them instead. She doesn't like you! If you both liked her so much, you want the best for her. You want her to be happy, and that's when she is with me!" I got up and shook my head. I greeted Eleanor and Danielle quickly, giving each a hug and kiss on the cheek. "It's great to see you both, sorry you saw and heard all that," I whispered in their ears.

"Niall, it's fine." Danielle smiled happily.

"Now go get your girl," Eleanor whispered, patting me on the back.

I laughed softly and hurried out of the room and upstairs, knocking on Ashley's door.

"Ashley, please let me in. I'm sorry," I pleaded, knocking again softly. I sighed and slid down the door, sitting on the ground and hugged my knees.

"I'l talk to you through here, that's it. I look like a complete wreck and I need to sober up," I said quietly, shutting my eyes. "And green doesn't look good on you. I don't know why you're so upset and jealous of Harry and Zayn. I don't even love them or like them that way. Jealousy isn't a good color on anyone, babes. You are getting worked up about something minor," she whispered.

"Ashley, just please let me in so we can talk properly instead of through a door, yeah?" I said desperately, trying to turn the door knob. I swore here sigh and went to go unlock the door, but something made her stop. "Please, Ash.."