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."
"Can I have a kiss first?"
He pecked my lips before just getting up to leave. I groaned, laying my head back on the couch. I didn't want this to happen. I was hoping that it wouldn't. I just hope it's better once he gets back. I really don't want him being upset all night. I want to make it all up to him. I just don't know how yet.
I carried in most of my things that I left in my car till I decided to move in or not. I sort of happy that I decided to. It's just I don't really have anything in here. I'm almost out of clothes and I feel a little bad that nothing has really been done around the house since I started staying here with him. Once I got some of my bags into our bedroom. I moved over to our closet, opening the door. I can't help but smile a little bit. Half of it was empty. Did he move some of his things? I walked into the guest bedroom, opening up that closet. That's where the rest of this things are. I can't believe he cleaned out part of his closet for me. I moved back into our bedroom.
I unpacked my things for awhile when I looked at the clock. He should have been back by now. I don't want to bother him. I know he's upset. I pushed my remaining bags aside before grabbing our dirty clothes, walking downstairs to the laundry room. As I was putting our clothes in the washer I heard the front door close. I know it's him. He mumbled, "Ashlyn?"
I smiled a little bit, "I'm in the laundry room."
I heard his footsteps coming down the hall. I felt him wrap his arms around me as I put the detergent in. He kissed my cheek, "You didn't have to do this."
"It's fine. I feel like I should."
He kissed my cheek down to my neck, "Come shower with me."
I smiled, "Just let me finish this."
I felt him smirk against my neck as he closed the washer, starting it. He mumbled, "Let's go."
I turned around so I was facing him, "You're being a little bossy."
He rolled his eyes, moving his hands to the back of my legs before picking me up. He carried me up to our bedroom before setting me down, "You started unpacking."
I nodded, "Is that okay?"
He softly pecked my lips, "I've been wanting you do."
I scrunched my nose, "You smell again, babe."
He chuckled, "You don't always have to tell me I smell. It's a little rude."
"Sorry. It's true though. It happens every time you go to boxing."
He smiled, "Maybe next time you can just go with me."
"Are you sure you would want me there?"
"Of course I would. I like having you with me."
I kissed him, "You're up to something."
He shook his head, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
He's defiantly up to something. I'm sure he won't tell me. Well at least not right now. I'm sure I can get it out of him somehow. I grabbed onto his shirt, pulling him back into the bathroom. A smirk started to play on his lips as I did. I pulled off his shirt, throwing it towards the door. He pulled off my shirt, "You're a little tease."
"Only for you."
"I hope so."
Before I could say anything he lent down, gently pressing his lips against mine. I felt his hands start to wonder to my back, unhooking my bra. We both undressed each other before getting into the shower. It didn't take for either of us to finish up showering. Once I was done I turned back around so that I was facing him. He smiled before gently pressing his lips against mine. For some reason I love kissing him like this under the water. He pulled me closer to him. I moved my arms up, messing his some of his hair. I felt him smile against my lips, pulling away, "Go lay down. Please don't put any clothes on."
I looked at him a little confused, "Okay? Are you wanting to have sex again?"
He shook his head, "I'm wanting to do something for you."
I softly pecked his lips before pulling away, getting out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around myself before walking out when I heard the water turn off. I knew he would be right behind me. I laid down in bed as he walked out with the towel, hung loosely on his hips. Honestly that looks extremely sexy. I can't help but smirk a little bit. He smirked as he walked over to the bed. He moved onto the bed so that he was hovering over me. He leaned down, softly kissing me. I moved my hands up, cupping his face in them, holding him to me. He smiled into the kiss, pulling my towel open. I'm not surprised. I moved my hands down, pulling his off. He pulled away, "I love you."
I smiled, "I love you."
He smiled, kissing down to my neck before moving off the bed. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, my legs hanging off the edge. I noticed him smirk a little bit before pushing my legs open. He winked before he disappeared between them. I can't help but giggle till he start kissing the inside of my thighs before kissing over me. I couldn't help it as a small moan escaped. I really wasn't expecting this. He pushed his tongue inside me, moving it around. God, does he know who to use it. I know I'm not going to last long with him like this. I moved my hands down, tangling my fingers into his hair. He started moving a little faster. Oh god. I couldn't help but moan out. I'm sure he's loving knowing exactly what he's doing to me. I felt him press his thumb against my clit, moving it in circles. I couldn't help but throw my head back, moaning from all the pleasure. He's so amazing at this. I may ask him to do this more often. I have a feeling he won't mind. I can feel his lip ring against me. I honestly like it. He started moving a little faster. I really can't take this much longer. I tugged on his hair from the pleasure. He moaned into me as he continued working his tongue. Holy shit! I can't take this anymore. He just feels so good doing this. I moaned out his name, tugging on his hair lightly as I came. He cleaned me up before moving up so that he was hovering over me. He softly pecked my lips, "You have no idea how sexy it was to hear you like that."
I smiled, "Obviously. You're a little excited."
"I can't control what you do to me."
I moved some of his hair, "I'm guessing you're not mad anymore."
"I'm defiantly still mad. I'm not going to take it out on you. You can't control what he was sending you."
"I would rather not be able to get any of it."
He softly pecked my lips, "I can't wait till I can beat the shit out of him."
"He's not worth it."
"He is. He treated you like shit and now is sending you things. I'm not going to let anyone do that to my girlfriend."
"Please don't. He's the type of person that would the police and his lawyers involved. I really don't feel like having to visit you in jail."
He winked, "I have my ways of getting out of trouble, babe."
I looked at him a little confused. It just never occurred to me that he could have been to jail before. He's never mentioned it to me. Well I have exactly asked either. I mumbled, "You've been to jail?"
He nodded, "Do you want to hear about it?"
"Not right now."
"I understand. How late are you going to be at the studio tomorrow?"
I shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe an hour or two after practice, why?"
"I want to take you on a nice date tomorrow night."
I can't help but smile. I've never been with a guy who randomly takes me on dates. I'm happy it's with him though. I'm a little excited to finally have a nice date with him again. We haven't been on one since before we got together. It was nice. We just couldn't be completely open. Now it doesn't matter. Anyone can see and we don't have to worry. Adam knows people everywhere. I'm sure he'll find out about it. I hope he realizes how happy I am now. I only want Harry and I'm never going to go back to him.