"We have decided to make the two of you date" My mother's said pointing to Harry then back to me. My eyes widened at what she had to say. She had a smile on her face, one that I wanted to wipe off her face. I looked to Anne who was agreeing with my mother. I can't even look at Harry. I can't describe how much I dislike him.
"You can't choose who I date" I snapped at my mother finally having the courage to stand up to her. Anger flashed across her eyes.
"I do have the choice of who you date and I choose Harry. Im not going to let you go and date someone like your father" She replied back at me.
"Just because your love life didn't work out, doesn't mean mine won't" She pulled me by the wrist and into the kitchen.
"You will date him, got it?" She said fiercely.
"Whatever" I snapped walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
Who the hell does she think she is?
Oh wait, My Mother.
And that is how 18 year old Ashley Underwood started having a relationship with the famous Harry Styles.