Harry’s POV.

I woke up in the middle of the night to use the restroom. I got out of bed quietly careful not to wake Ash up. I heard sound through the wall, it was 3AM…who was up at this hour? After using the restroom I walked out into the hallway to hear noise from the guest room.

“No, you lost! That’s bull shit! Give me the controller! IT’S MY TURN ZACK!” Jayci yelled.

I lightly knocked then pushed the door open. A wrestling Jayci and Zack both looked up at me from the floor.

“Everything okay in here?” I asked noticing Jayci pinned to the floor.

“Yeah! Harry I hope we didn’t wake you!” Jayci said to me from the ground.

“You didn’t, I was up and heard the noise and wanted to make sure everything was good.” I said to them both.

“Everything is fine pop star, you can go back to bed now.” Zack said to me.

I don’t care how nice Ashlynn claimed he was…I didn’t like him very much.

“Whoa man. I have a name. “ I reminded him. “It’s Harry…not ‘Pop Star’.”

“Whatever- it’s not like anyone actually cares around here.” He said to me causing me to clinch my fists.

“ZACK!” Jayci now pushed him off of her.

“What? It’s true? We all know Ashlynn is going to fall back into her depression after tomorrow and they will break up. Not like he gives two shits about her anyway. He can find someone else to play mind games with.” He said to Jayci about me.

“You’re wrong.” I told him walking towards him angry. Jayci stepped in between us putting her hands on my chest; allowing me to stop myself from a mistake.

“Harry…just go. Don’t do something Ashlynn will be upset about.” Jayci said to me.

“Yeah Harry…go. While you’re leaving; go ahead and go home. Control your anger somewhere else.” My jaw tensed when I turned back around. I grabbed his shirt and pushed him against the wall. I wanted to pound his head in.

“Harry, he’s not worth it. Just go.” Jayci said as she put her hand on my arm.I released him from my hold and went back to the room where Ashlynn was asleep in her bed. The thought of me hitting Zack reminded me that I could lose Ashlynn. If I had the audacity to hurt him I would be hurting her…something I refused to do.


Zack’s POV.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!” Jayci yelled at me . Shut up all you ever do is yell.

“I don’t like the guy. Sew me. “ I said to her rolling my eyes.

“Harry loves her. Why can’t you accept that?! He’s good to her. What is your problem with him?” she asked me.

“She’s stupid for even dating him. He’s going to fuck her over. He’s in a band. “ I told her now grabbing the XBOX controller from the floor.

“I’m dating Niall, does that make me stupid?” she asked me. Little did you know Jayci, you have always been stupid.

“No it makes you smart cause you’re a whore and it’s the best you can do.” I told her the truth bracing myself for what was next.

“You’re such a dick Zack. What has happened to you?” she asked me. What happened to me? The girl I loved my whole life moved to London and fell in love with someone else. That’s what happened to me.

“Nothing.” I told her now looking down at my feet.

“oh my god…you still love her.” She said in realization.

“Yeah…SO?!” I said throwing the controller from my hand.

“So, it’s never going to happen. Harry and her are perfect for each other. And I swear to God if you do anything to fuck that up I will fuck you up. She deserves this Zack. She deserves to be happy.” She told me. I didn’t want Harry making her happy…I wanted it to be me.

“Yeah right Jayci. We all know that’s not true.” I told her turning away from her.

“Zackary Lane, look at me” She said as she grabbed my arm. I turned around to face her when her hand met with my face.

“SHIT! What was that for?” I asked her holding my face.

“I was hoping maybe that would spark the Zack I know back into this body…but apparently I was very wrong.” She said as she began to walk away from me, then she turned back to face me.” By the way…this friendship is over.” She told me. I cared about Jayci…a lot. We have been friend for as long as I can remember…I just didn’t know if it was worth saving our friendship.

“Good.” I told her as I noticed tears running down her eyes. Then she walked out.

Well the funeral was going to be awkward.


Ashlynn’s POV.

I woke up the morning of the funeral with an empty pit in my stomach. I looked over to my side to see no one. Where was Harry? I got up from bed to see my lovely boyfriend at the vanity in my bathroom tying his tie around the collar of his shirt. I walked in front of him to grab my tooth brush when he put his hands around my stomach from behind me.

“Morning beautiful.” He said to me before kissing my cheek.

“Good Morning.” I said with a mouthful of toothbrush. “You look very handsome” I told him.

“Thank you my love. You ready for today?” He asked me obviously not wanting to bring it up.

“Uhm…I’m ready for today to be over; if that’s what you mean.” He stood behind me still holding me with his chin on top of my head. We stood there in silence for a few more seconds before I spoke. “ I just never thought this would actually happen, ya know?” I admitted.

“I know Ash, but you need to remember that you’re not alone. You have me, Jayci, your family. You will never be alone.”I know he was right but it didn’t feel that way.

“I love you.” I told him a I turned around to face him my body now against his. ”Thank you for being here” I then wrapped my arms around his back.

“I wouldn’t be anywhere else” he said connecting his lips to mine.

“I’m going to hop in the shower and get ready.” I told him pecking his lips again before starting the shower.

After my shower I walked into my room to see Harry sitting on my bed with Shelly.

“Look! There’s Momma Shell, look how clean she is! All showered and such! “ He said to my dog as he pet her ears.

“Can I just be with the both of you forever?” I asked him as I grabbed my dress hung up in my packed closet.

“I think we would both be okay with that. At least I know I would be.” Harry told me from my bed.

“Good because that’s all I want.” I told him grabbing the rest of my funeral day outfit.

A knock on the door interrupted our conversation.

“Who is it?” I asked still wrapped in my towel.

“It’s Marie.” A voice from the other side of the door called. Harry got up from the bed to let her in as I continued getting ready.

“So Sam isn’t coming today,” she told me as if it was supposed to matter to me.

“Who’s Sam?” Harry asked.

“She’s my friend from school. She’s a singer and was going to sing at Dad’s funeral today but now she has the flu. “ Marie told Harry.

“So why is this important?”Harry asked her.

“Well Mom wanted someone to sing Dad’s song to everyone…and that’s why I came in here. “ She kept on.

“Marie, Harry isn’t singing.” I told her shutting her up.

“Well..I will if I need to.” Harry said. No you won’t.

“No, Not going to happen.” I snapped at him.

“You guys…Mom doesn’t want Harry to sing…”Shit I know where she was going. “She wants Ashlynn to sing…” yep. Saw that one coming.

“I’m not singing.” I told her.

“You sing?” Harry asked.

“No.” I told him.

“She did…she stopped when Daddy over dosed.” Marie told Harry.

“Yeah I stopped…not took a break. I stopped. No more.” I told them both walking to the restroom and locking myself in.

It wasn’t that I was embarrassed to sing in front of people…I just haven’t done in a very long time. That was something my Father and I did together. Something we hadn’t done in years…something we would never do again.

I started doing my make up to not long later hear an expected knock on the door.

“Ash… c’mon. Let me in. Let’s talk about this.” Harry said from the other side of the door.

“There’s nothing to talk about Styles.” I said to him from the restroom.

“Grace, let me in.” I opened the door to let him in now continuing to do my make up.

“Talk to me.” He sternly said to me. I hated when he got all fatherly with me.

“I told you. There’s nothing to talk about!” causing him to take a deep breath with my tone.

“Fine…this is your chance though.” He said as he began to walk away.

“Chance for what?” I yelled back at him.

“A chance for you to fix it. You keep saying you would try fixing this if he was here. Here is your FUCKING CHANCE. SO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Stop running from all of your shit and face it. Yeah your dad was a FUCKIN DICK but he’s dead. HE’S DEAD. You’re here! You have a chance to change it, to leave that church today at peace with all of it.” He was yelling and I didn’t like it.I hated when he got heated like this. But he was right about all of it. I felt tears stream down my face. Slowly but surely. “Baby I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to snap like that. I’m sorry. “ He told me walking towards me causing me to step back. “Ashlynn don’t be like that…please.”

“Fine. I’ll sing.” I told him scooting back from him more. “Just don’t talk to me right now.” I said as I grabbed my shoes and left my room. I broke into tears as I got in the hallway. The first person I saw was Zack. He noticed me and came straight to the rescue as he always had.

“Hey hey hey, what’s going on?” He asked as he grabbed my body and pulled it into his.

“Nothing just ready for today to be done with.” I told him tears now slowing down.

“Ashlynn please…talk to me” I heard Harry from behind me.

“She doesn’t want to talk to you right now pop star.” Zack told Harry. I hated how he called them that. Harry was more than that no matter how much he frustrated me.

“Zack, his name is Harry.” I told him as I pushed him off of me and went to my Mom’s room.

I walked into my Mom’s room to sit on her bed to see her getting ready for today.

“You alright sunshine?” she asked.

“Do I need to sing today?” I asked her.

“Oh Jett, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want too. It would mean a lot to me and I know it would mean a lot to the rest of your family. I know your Dad and you didn’t get along at the end of it all and I know we weren’t together but he called me all the time Grace in tears cause he messed you up. He was still your father… he loved you. You were his partner in crime. He will always love you. He was sick baby girl…very very sick. I just think it would be a nice way of saying goodbye to him. “ she told me as she held my hands.

“You called me Jett..” I told her.

“Did I? I didn’t even realize.” She said to me.

Since I was a kid I had nicknames…Grace, Sunshine, Mija, Chicquita…but my Daddy was the only one who called me Jett. He always called me it because my hair was Jett black as a kid.

“I miss him Mom.” I admitted.

“I know babe. We have all missed him for a long time.”

‘I’ll do it. I’ll sing .” I told her.

“My sweet girl. It’s going to be fantastic.”She told me as she hugged me.

I walked out of my mom’s room to see an upset Harry sitting at the top of the stairs. I walked and sat next to him and leaned my head on his shoulder and grabbed his hand.

“I’m sorry I raised my voice like that at you…I’m so sorry. “ he apologized as a tear ran down his cheek. I felt guilty…maybe if I weren’t so sensitive to everything this wouldn’t be a big deal…maybe I blow things out of proportion. “I love you, you know that right?” he asked me and I nodded letting him know that I knew. We sat there in silence for a few more seconds before I spoke.

“I just don’t like it when you yell…I always feel like it’s my fault and it honestly scares me. I know you’re not doing it to scare me or be mean but I just don’t like being around you when you’re like that.” I admittedly told him.

“I don’t like me when I’m like that. I definitely don’t like being like that to you. “ He told me more upset with himself then ever.

“But I love you... And I don’t want you to be mad at yourself right now. I need you to rehearse me with really quick.” I told him as I led him downstairs to mine and my Dad’s old music room.


Harry’s POV.

No doubt in my mind I fucked up when I yelled at Ashlynn and I know I scared her. But right now she didn’t care…she needed me. She led me down the stairs to a side of the house I hadn’t been to yet. She led me down 3 doors and 2 halls till we finally came to a door.

“I’ve never brought anyone in here.” she told me as she opened the door to a master piano and guitars hanging from the wall.

“I can’t believe you sing…” I said to her as she sat in front of the piano.

“I just never told you because that was before you met me…” she said.

“Right...so what song are you doing?” I asked her as I sat with her on the piano bench.

“Uhm, well when I was a kid I had night terrors which are basically nightmares, and my Dad would come in to my room and sing me to sleep when I was scared. His favorite song was “Make you feel my love.’ There are like a thousand versions of the song…and no matter how you sing it, it all means the same thing. His favorite version was the Garth Brooks version. It was all country and stuff. Well when I learned it...I learned it on the piano. Which is how I’m going to do it today.” She told me as her fingers grazed over the keys.

She began to play and I thought my heart was going to explode out of my chest. I know I always say how much I love this girl but she was beyond words…beyond beauty…beyond talent.

“Are you going to sing it?” I asked her.

“Well yeah...when I get to the church. I know if I sing it now I’ll just cry and I don’t want to do that right now. “ She said as she kept playing the notes on the piano.

We finally headed to the church where the funeral was service itself was being held.I walked hand in hand with Ashlynn to the front row. I didn’t think I would find myself in the front and at first I didn’t want to be in the front then Ash begged me.

The priest came out and spoke about Mr. Martinez he talked about all of the charity work he had done in his life…he talked about the time he came home from war…he told us the story of when Ashlynn fell in the pool when she was 4 and how her Dad jumped in and saved her…he talked about his family…his 2 beautiful daughters…he talked about his marriage…then his divorce…he talked about the encounters he had with Mr. Martinez after his breakdown.All in all Ashlynn was right…he was a great guy. It was all starting to make sense… her heart as to why it was so broken. Her Father was this amazing man and then one day he just wasn’t. Her ex was her best friend and her everything till one day he wasn’t. I wasn’t ever going to do that to her.

“Now we will have Jesse’s youngest daughter come up and speak.” The Priest said signaling Ash to go up to the podium in the massive and very full Catholic Church we sat in. I squeezed her hand before she made her way up.

“Hi everyone…there are many familiar faces here…and there are many people I do not know. I’m Ashlynn or Grace...or Sunshine…or if you were talking to My Dad about me it was probably “MY BABY GIRL JETT.”.” she said the last part in her dad’s accent causing everyone to laugh. She was doing so well. “Anyway…you are all obviously here because my Father had some sort of impact on you. Little did he know he knew this many people. I hate that he’s gone…but I know he is so much happier in Heaven. He’s probably sitting with my Grandpa having a beer and watching a Longhorn game. Something we all did on Sundays…” she paused for a second starting to tear up.” Growing up my Dad was my best friend…and we shared a lot of things. Lollipops…love for photography…bad jokes…football facts… Something he taught me to love was music.There was this one song he would always sing to me when I was little and at age 6 I learned how to play it on the piano.Anyway…I’m going to sing it for you guys and maybe he will appear or something…who knows.” She said jokingly causing everyone to chuckle again.

She sat at the piano bench and began to play. Note after note, she belonged up there. Then she began to sing.

When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love

I know you haven’t made you mind up yet
But I will never do you wrong
I’ve known it from the moment that we me
No doubt in my mind where you belong

I’d go hungry I’d go black and blue
And id go crawling down the avenue
Know there’s nothing I wouldn’t do
To make you feel my love.

The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret.
The winds of change are blowing wild and free,
You ain't seen nothing like me yet.

I could make you happy, make your dreams come true.
Nothing that I wouldn't do.
Go to the ends of the Earth for you,
To make you feel my love
To make you feel my love

By the end of the song she was in tears…we all were. I was so proud of her. She came off the stage and went straight to her sister where she cried more. It killed me seeing her like this and not being able to fix it. She came and sat next to me and grabbed my hand once again.

“That was wonderful,” I whispered in her ear. She gave me a slight teary smile. After the service was over we went to the burial, which was the hardest part yet. I think that’s when it all sets in that someone is gone…watching them being put in the ground. Just didn’t seem right at all.

By the end of it all we went back to her house and changed into normal clothes and had a huge meal with all of her family and friends. Lots of laughs and lots of stories. I could tell Ashlynn missed being home.

“Can we talk?” she asked me. I followed her up to her room where she closed the door behind her and locked it.


Ashlynn’s POV.

I was staring at Harry while we sat in the living room. He was sitting in the chair across the way sitting next to my Mom. He was so happy…and fit in so well here. I fell like after today we hit a major marker in our relationship. I just wanted to be alone with him and thank him for being my love. I got up and walked towards the doorway. His eyes followed me.

“Can we talk?” I mouthed to him. He excused himself from my family and followed me upstairs to my bedroom. We walked in and I closed and locked the door behind us.

“Everything alright?” he asked as he sat on my bed.

“I love you so much…and I want to spend my life with you.” I told him causing a smile to spread across his face. “You make me so happy Harry…after today I just feel like I am so incredibly blessed to have you. You saved me. I don’t want to ever be without you. I don’t even know how I lived this long without you.” I admitted. He pulled me in to his hips and kissed me more passionately then he ever had.

“Ditto times ten.” Was all he said. And for once…it was enough.

Notes

LONG CHAPTER. Once I got started I just really couldn't find a good place to stop.

What all did you think of Zack and Harry's spat?
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