Goodnight Moon.
I'm comin home.
Ashlynn’s POV.
For the first night in two nights I was able to peacefully sleep; it was either the yummy tomato soup Harry made me or the fact that we slept right next to each other as if that’s how we were supposed to be, made for each other. His hand fit in mine like it was made just for me. Cheesy, I know. Especially since it’s a lyric from one of his hit songs but that’s how he made me feel. I sat up in bed next to a sleepy curly haired boy; I stretched my arms up in the air and even with the heavy sadness that weighed on my shoulders, the sun was out and it was a new day.
It was 7AM; I had enough time to catch a run before the truck would be here to pick us up.I put on my blue Nike shorts, my sports bra, and my Beatles shirt; I threw on my purple airs and searched for my headphones.Harry must have heard me tussling things around as he lifted his head up to see me search for my very much-needed accessory.
“Ash… what are you looking for love?” he asked me with a long yawn following me. He was so cute in the morning and his deep morning voice made me constantly want to jump his bones.
“My headphones...have you seen them?” I asked.
“Have you checked you carry on bag? You probably packed them in there when you were getting your stuff together yesterday. “ I swear I had the smartest boyfriend in the world.
“DUHHHHH! What would I do with out you?” I asked him.
“Run without music.” He said to me sarcastically. Good Point.
I ran to the living room to rummage through my carry on bag to find my tangled head phones at the bottom of my bag. I took a puff of my inhaler before throwing it back in my bag. My asthma has progressively gotten worst as I moved to London; the air must be thicker or something here.I walked back to my room to grab my phone from my charger. I walked in to a work out Harry ready to run a marathon.
“Ready for our run killer?” he asked me causing me to laugh.
“You’re going to go run with me?” I asked him excitingly.
“Well I’m going to run in front of you…you’re probably too slow for me. “ he challenged me.
“You’re on Styles.” And with that I ran off down the stairs and out to the street onto the trail behind my apartment complex. He was hot on my feet.
Harry and I ran side by side for 3 miles; we raced the whole way and by the time we arrived back to my building my legs were pure Jell-O.I beat Harry by a good 4 seconds and I was so proud of it. I threw myself onto my bed and huffed and puffed and gasped for air.
“You can’t handle it Grace?” Harry huffed sarcastically.
“Harry. I won! You can’t handle this…because YOU LOST BABY. “ I yelled at him from across my room.
“Oh yeah? I’ll tell you one thing you can’t handle?” He said as he climbed his body over mine now hovering, face-to-face.He was teasing me and I wanted him.
“What can’t I handle Styles?” I asked him as calmly as I could.
“You can’t handle…THIS!” he screamed at me as he began tickling my sides and kissing my face.I couldn’t stop laughing.
“STOP I’M GOING TO PEE AND YOU STINK HARRY!” he didn’t stop. He kept going“HARRYYYYYYY QUIT!!!” I yelled realizing I really was going to pee. I slipped from underneath him and ran to the restroom to pull my shorts down and sit on the toilet allowing myself to pee. “Oh thank God.” I said causing Harry to laugh as he walked in the restroom behind me observing me. “Must you stare while I am using the restroom?”
“I must stare at all times. I don’t want to miss anything. “ He said as he leaned over me and turned on the shower.
We both hopped in the shower and Harry sang to me his new song that the boys were working on in the studio. I listened to him sing to me as I was washing the shampoo out of my hair and realized he was singing the song we worked on together.
“Hey that’s the song we wrote together.” I told him as I turned around facing him and I began to wash his chest with my loofa.
“I know…the guys loved it. So we're keeping it. Sound good?” He asked me informing he needed my permission.
“Sounds great. Sounds even better when you sing it! I can’t wait to hear the finished product!” I told him as I threw my arms over his shoulders and he kissed my head.
“You know how easy it would be for me just to take full advantage of you right now so we could do it.” He said causing me to laugh knowing he would never have the nerve to even try that.
“It being 'the sex'?” I asked him knowing that’s’ exactly what he meant.
“I mean…yeah. 'THE SEX'!” he said mischievously as turned the shower off.
“You’re a nut job Styles. But I LOVE YOU!” I told him as I climbed out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my body.
Harry’s POV.
Paul, Liam, Zayn, Louis, Niall, Jayci, Ashlynn, and I all sat on the plane. The flight to New York wasn’t but a few hours we all sat together and played scrabble. A game that I thought I was particularly good at…that was till I met Ashlynn.
“Infinitely…63 points. Triple word score baby. TAKE THAT.” She said as she directed her sassy smart self towards me.
“I thought you were dyslexic?” I asked her.
“Babe, I am…when I was a kid my parents use to make me practice my vocabulary and spelling so I could fend for myself in this big scary world.” She told me.
“Yeah…don’t underestimate her Styles. She’s a smart cookie believe it or not.” Jayci said to me as she focused on her letters.
“1 more hour lads till landing.” Paul leaned over to tell us.
I wanted to spend time with Ashlynn before we landed and I didn’t see her for about 2 days.One on one time.
“Babe, want to go cuddle in the back?” I asked her causing her to look up at me and smile.
“I suppose we could do that. Since I was going to win anyway. “ She said as she stood up and gave me her hand.
We sat in the back two seats as she put her legs over my lap and leaned in as close as she could to me as she placed her head on my shoulder and yawned.
"Tired?" I asked her.
"Eh, yeah. Mostly just drained I guess. I'm good though. You good?" she asked me.
“Yeah, I’m excited to meet your family.”I told her as I placed my chin on top of her head.She didn’t say anything. “Are you not excited for me to meet them?” I asked her.
“Just not on these terms…any other terms I would be beyond excited. But the idea that we are going for Dad’s funeral isn’t that exciting. “ She confessed.
“Well let’s make the best of it, yeah?” I reminded her.
“Yeah. I love you.” She told me.
I kissed her lips reminding her how much I loved her.
We landed in the city and said our goodbyes to the girls. Then we were off to our few appearances and interviews we had that day.
Ashlynn’s POV.
Jayci and I said our goodbyes to the boys. Letting go of Harry was especially hard; I never realized how much he made everything better till he stepped off the plane.I looked over at Jayci who was sitting in Harry’s previous seat right next to me. I leaned my head on her shoulder and we talked like best friends did. Something we haven’t been able to do in a long time.
‘I’m ready to be home Jay.” I confessed.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this but I am too.”She told me.
We sat there in silence for a while. I couldn’t believe this was my life now. I couldn’t believe Harry was in my life and I lived in London. I couldn’t believe my Dad was dead.I couldn’t believe any of it.
“Do you love Niall?” I asked Jayci my curiosity getting the best of me.
“WOAH! Get straight to the point why don’t ya?” she said avoiding it causing me to laugh.
“Just tell me.” I demanded.
“I love how I feel when I’m with him. It’s always nice starting fresh with someone who doesn’t have any pre judged feelings. Ya know? He’s a great guy. I’m not in love with him though. I care about him a lot though.” She told me as I watched her cheeks get red.
“Have y’all had sex?” I asked her wanting to get down to the dirty details.
“No…we almost did the first night we met. I guess our hormones almost got the best of us.Don’t get me wrong I would of; he stopped us though. Told me he wanted to get to know me and give this "connection" we had a chance before we chucked it out the window with sex. So we are where we are now… I don’t know what we are…if we are friends or if we are more. But I’m happy with whatever it is. He makes me happy.” She said as she smiled to herself.
“I can tell how happy he makes you. I love seeing you like that.” I told her. I really did love seeing her this way…it was something new to me when it came to Jayci.
“What about you and Harold? Y’all have sex yet?” she asked me.
“Nope. I mean there is so much temptation…I mean we shower together. So it’s not the insecure naked factor of things…it just hasn’t happened yet.” I told her almost concerned with Harry’s and I’s lack of sex life.
“Don’t rush anything. He loves you a lot. It will happen when the time is right.” She told me. She was right, I knew she was; she was Jayci. “ You ready to see your Mom?” she asked. Honestly I was nervous to see my mom…I didn’t know what to expect when I would see her in just a few hours.
“Yeah….”
“She knows about Harry, right?” she asked. DUH.
“Of course she does. She can’t wait to meet him. I know they will get along...they are so alike it’s not even funny. “ I told her laughing to myself thinking about the similar tendencies my mother and my boyfriend shared.
“Are you excited to meet his family?” she asked me.
“I mean yeah...I’m just so nervous. I don’t know them but I already adore Anne, Harry’s Mom. And Gemma...I mean you’ve seen her, she’s beautiful. I just want them to like me is all.” I confessed again.
“They will love you. “Jayci urged me to realize.
After two naps,a sandwich, and edititing about 50 pictures, my best friend and I landed in Dallas. We got our suitcases from under and like that we were off to search for my Mom.
For the first night in two nights I was able to peacefully sleep; it was either the yummy tomato soup Harry made me or the fact that we slept right next to each other as if that’s how we were supposed to be, made for each other. His hand fit in mine like it was made just for me. Cheesy, I know. Especially since it’s a lyric from one of his hit songs but that’s how he made me feel. I sat up in bed next to a sleepy curly haired boy; I stretched my arms up in the air and even with the heavy sadness that weighed on my shoulders, the sun was out and it was a new day.
It was 7AM; I had enough time to catch a run before the truck would be here to pick us up.I put on my blue Nike shorts, my sports bra, and my Beatles shirt; I threw on my purple airs and searched for my headphones.Harry must have heard me tussling things around as he lifted his head up to see me search for my very much-needed accessory.
“Ash… what are you looking for love?” he asked me with a long yawn following me. He was so cute in the morning and his deep morning voice made me constantly want to jump his bones.
“My headphones...have you seen them?” I asked.
“Have you checked you carry on bag? You probably packed them in there when you were getting your stuff together yesterday. “ I swear I had the smartest boyfriend in the world.
“DUHHHHH! What would I do with out you?” I asked him.
“Run without music.” He said to me sarcastically. Good Point.
I ran to the living room to rummage through my carry on bag to find my tangled head phones at the bottom of my bag. I took a puff of my inhaler before throwing it back in my bag. My asthma has progressively gotten worst as I moved to London; the air must be thicker or something here.I walked back to my room to grab my phone from my charger. I walked in to a work out Harry ready to run a marathon.
“Ready for our run killer?” he asked me causing me to laugh.
“You’re going to go run with me?” I asked him excitingly.
“Well I’m going to run in front of you…you’re probably too slow for me. “ he challenged me.
“You’re on Styles.” And with that I ran off down the stairs and out to the street onto the trail behind my apartment complex. He was hot on my feet.
Harry and I ran side by side for 3 miles; we raced the whole way and by the time we arrived back to my building my legs were pure Jell-O.I beat Harry by a good 4 seconds and I was so proud of it. I threw myself onto my bed and huffed and puffed and gasped for air.
“You can’t handle it Grace?” Harry huffed sarcastically.
“Harry. I won! You can’t handle this…because YOU LOST BABY. “ I yelled at him from across my room.
“Oh yeah? I’ll tell you one thing you can’t handle?” He said as he climbed his body over mine now hovering, face-to-face.He was teasing me and I wanted him.
“What can’t I handle Styles?” I asked him as calmly as I could.
“You can’t handle…THIS!” he screamed at me as he began tickling my sides and kissing my face.I couldn’t stop laughing.
“STOP I’M GOING TO PEE AND YOU STINK HARRY!” he didn’t stop. He kept going“HARRYYYYYYY QUIT!!!” I yelled realizing I really was going to pee. I slipped from underneath him and ran to the restroom to pull my shorts down and sit on the toilet allowing myself to pee. “Oh thank God.” I said causing Harry to laugh as he walked in the restroom behind me observing me. “Must you stare while I am using the restroom?”
“I must stare at all times. I don’t want to miss anything. “ He said as he leaned over me and turned on the shower.
We both hopped in the shower and Harry sang to me his new song that the boys were working on in the studio. I listened to him sing to me as I was washing the shampoo out of my hair and realized he was singing the song we worked on together.
“Hey that’s the song we wrote together.” I told him as I turned around facing him and I began to wash his chest with my loofa.
“I know…the guys loved it. So we're keeping it. Sound good?” He asked me informing he needed my permission.
“Sounds great. Sounds even better when you sing it! I can’t wait to hear the finished product!” I told him as I threw my arms over his shoulders and he kissed my head.
“You know how easy it would be for me just to take full advantage of you right now so we could do it.” He said causing me to laugh knowing he would never have the nerve to even try that.
“It being 'the sex'?” I asked him knowing that’s’ exactly what he meant.
“I mean…yeah. 'THE SEX'!” he said mischievously as turned the shower off.
“You’re a nut job Styles. But I LOVE YOU!” I told him as I climbed out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my body.
Harry’s POV.
Paul, Liam, Zayn, Louis, Niall, Jayci, Ashlynn, and I all sat on the plane. The flight to New York wasn’t but a few hours we all sat together and played scrabble. A game that I thought I was particularly good at…that was till I met Ashlynn.
“Infinitely…63 points. Triple word score baby. TAKE THAT.” She said as she directed her sassy smart self towards me.
“I thought you were dyslexic?” I asked her.
“Babe, I am…when I was a kid my parents use to make me practice my vocabulary and spelling so I could fend for myself in this big scary world.” She told me.
“Yeah…don’t underestimate her Styles. She’s a smart cookie believe it or not.” Jayci said to me as she focused on her letters.
“1 more hour lads till landing.” Paul leaned over to tell us.
I wanted to spend time with Ashlynn before we landed and I didn’t see her for about 2 days.One on one time.
“Babe, want to go cuddle in the back?” I asked her causing her to look up at me and smile.
“I suppose we could do that. Since I was going to win anyway. “ She said as she stood up and gave me her hand.
We sat in the back two seats as she put her legs over my lap and leaned in as close as she could to me as she placed her head on my shoulder and yawned.
"Tired?" I asked her.
"Eh, yeah. Mostly just drained I guess. I'm good though. You good?" she asked me.
“Yeah, I’m excited to meet your family.”I told her as I placed my chin on top of her head.She didn’t say anything. “Are you not excited for me to meet them?” I asked her.
“Just not on these terms…any other terms I would be beyond excited. But the idea that we are going for Dad’s funeral isn’t that exciting. “ She confessed.
“Well let’s make the best of it, yeah?” I reminded her.
“Yeah. I love you.” She told me.
I kissed her lips reminding her how much I loved her.
We landed in the city and said our goodbyes to the girls. Then we were off to our few appearances and interviews we had that day.
Ashlynn’s POV.
Jayci and I said our goodbyes to the boys. Letting go of Harry was especially hard; I never realized how much he made everything better till he stepped off the plane.I looked over at Jayci who was sitting in Harry’s previous seat right next to me. I leaned my head on her shoulder and we talked like best friends did. Something we haven’t been able to do in a long time.
‘I’m ready to be home Jay.” I confessed.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this but I am too.”She told me.
We sat there in silence for a while. I couldn’t believe this was my life now. I couldn’t believe Harry was in my life and I lived in London. I couldn’t believe my Dad was dead.I couldn’t believe any of it.
“Do you love Niall?” I asked Jayci my curiosity getting the best of me.
“WOAH! Get straight to the point why don’t ya?” she said avoiding it causing me to laugh.
“Just tell me.” I demanded.
“I love how I feel when I’m with him. It’s always nice starting fresh with someone who doesn’t have any pre judged feelings. Ya know? He’s a great guy. I’m not in love with him though. I care about him a lot though.” She told me as I watched her cheeks get red.
“Have y’all had sex?” I asked her wanting to get down to the dirty details.
“No…we almost did the first night we met. I guess our hormones almost got the best of us.Don’t get me wrong I would of; he stopped us though. Told me he wanted to get to know me and give this "connection" we had a chance before we chucked it out the window with sex. So we are where we are now… I don’t know what we are…if we are friends or if we are more. But I’m happy with whatever it is. He makes me happy.” She said as she smiled to herself.
“I can tell how happy he makes you. I love seeing you like that.” I told her. I really did love seeing her this way…it was something new to me when it came to Jayci.
“What about you and Harold? Y’all have sex yet?” she asked me.
“Nope. I mean there is so much temptation…I mean we shower together. So it’s not the insecure naked factor of things…it just hasn’t happened yet.” I told her almost concerned with Harry’s and I’s lack of sex life.
“Don’t rush anything. He loves you a lot. It will happen when the time is right.” She told me. She was right, I knew she was; she was Jayci. “ You ready to see your Mom?” she asked. Honestly I was nervous to see my mom…I didn’t know what to expect when I would see her in just a few hours.
“Yeah….”
“She knows about Harry, right?” she asked. DUH.
“Of course she does. She can’t wait to meet him. I know they will get along...they are so alike it’s not even funny. “ I told her laughing to myself thinking about the similar tendencies my mother and my boyfriend shared.
“Are you excited to meet his family?” she asked me.
“I mean yeah...I’m just so nervous. I don’t know them but I already adore Anne, Harry’s Mom. And Gemma...I mean you’ve seen her, she’s beautiful. I just want them to like me is all.” I confessed again.
“They will love you. “Jayci urged me to realize.
After two naps,a sandwich, and edititing about 50 pictures, my best friend and I landed in Dallas. We got our suitcases from under and like that we were off to search for my Mom.
Notes
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