(12 Days later)

Ashlynn’s POV.

After finishing my shoots and getting everything settled with work I was relieved to have had been able to accomplish the amount of work I did with the amount of stress I had been under. I laid on the floor of my new found home being Harry’s flat. Thankfully I have the best friends in the entire world that moved me out of mine into his while I was cramming myself with work.

I lay in the kitchen next to a box of pots and pans staring at the fridge admiring the fact that Harry had pictures of us printed out hanging on the stainless steel of his fridge. Seeing things like this made me happy, the little things. My phone buzzed; unfortunately my phone was on the table. I pushed myself off of the tile and got up to grab my iPhone to see 2 new text messages from Harry’s Mum.

Anne: (10:37 AM) Call me when you get this! Have gotta ask you a question. LOVE YA.

Anne: (11:45) WAKE UP! I’m almost to London, time to have a girls day! 11:45, it’s now 11:47,

I should probably go get changed and what not if she is wanting to hang out. I dialed her number on my way up the stairs.

“Hello darling!” she said happily over the phone.

“Hola! What’s up?” I asked her praying she wasn’t close.

“Well I am just about to London, how do you feel about lunch and some girl things? I miss you and would love to spend some proper time with you before you go on tour.” She admitted.

“That sounds wonderful, do I have time to shower and what not?” I asked her.

“ Yes, of course! I’ll let myself in when I get there! Don’t be alarmed when you hear the door open!” she told me knowing how paranoid I could be.

“Sounds good! See ya in a bit!” I told her.

“YAY! I love you!” she said before getting off the phone.

“Love you too!” I told her. She always told me she loved me, only now It didn’t weird me out because I knew she actually meant it. I hopped in the shower; I actually had to shave my legs today! I wasn’t going to pass up on an opportunity to wear shorts in the city today, perfect weather for shorts and a sweater! I washed my hair, shaved, and washed my face and just stood in the hot water for a bit. I got out and threw my destroyed denim washed ware shorts on and my Texas Longhorn sweater on over a black tank top. I then threw my hair up in a messy bun and applied a light coat of make up on. I grabbed a pair of socks and searched for my converse and they were nowhere to be found. Let me tell you about frustration.

I went downstairs to see Anne organizing my pots and dishes with Harry’s stuff.

“You did NOT have to do that for me!” I said surprising her.

“My love!” she said with a smile as she walked toward me and pulled me in for a hug. “ I missed you so much darling.”

“I missed you too!” I admitted while hugging her back.

"But really I love organizing, you don’t think Harry organized any of his stuff, do you?” she said I began laughing realizing how organized all of Harry’s things really were.

“Question, have you seen my shoes down here?” I asked her searching the kitchen.

“I haven’t actually.” She said while putting plates up high in the shelves.

As I continued searching the front door opened and no other than Harry walked in. He threw his shoes off while dropping his keys on the entry table with his wallet.

“Hello, anyone home?” he asked from the front room.

“In here honey.” Anne said.

“Mum? What are you doing here?” He asked with a very confused face.

“I wanted to spend time with you both before you left for tour.” She said to him.

“Ah ok, Ash…what are you doing on the floor love?” he asked me as he observed me searching for my favorite pair of shoes.

“I can’t find my shoes…” I whined as he walked towards me to pull me up from the floor.

“Your converse?” he asked as he pulled me into a hug.

“Aren’t they in the laundry room? You threw them in there the other day after the rain."

“YES! HARRY I LOVE YOU!” I said as I skipped to the laundry room to retrieve them.

“ASH COME UPSTAIRS BABE!” Harry yelled from our room.

“COMING!” I said before walking upstairs to him.

“You rang?” I said.

“Yeah. I missed you today…like a lot.” He admitted bringing a smile to my face. I sat on the bed next to him.

“Well I’m here now silly. What’s going on? Is everything ok?” I asked him concerned.

“Everything’s great. Rehearsal was good, had a long conversation with the guys today about how I was so lucky to have you. And I just thought I’d remind you how seriously blessed I am to be yours is all.” He told me causing my cheeks to heat up the way they did when he said nice things to me like this.

“Baby, I wouldn’t want anyone else. Thank you, I’m blessed to have you! I’m going to hang out with your mom today, probably get some clothes for tour and what not. Do you need me to pick you up anything?” I asked him as I got up to grab my purse from the floor.

“No nothing inparticular.” He said with a smile on his face.

“You sure?” I asked him before leaving.

“Positive, just have fun with Mum, yeah?” He said while standing up and walking toward me.

“Okay, I love you so much.” I told him before getting on my tip toes to kiss him. He pulled me in and left his hands on my hips kissing me back.

“I love you too, so much” he said.

“See ya later Styles, have a good rest of your rehearsal!” I kissed him one last time before exiting the room and going downstairs to meet up with Anne.

“Ready?” she asked.

“Yes ma’am” I answered.

She grabbed her purse and keys and we got in her car. After a 15 minute drive we stopped at this hole in the wall Italian restaurant that I didn’t even know existed. That was something Anne and I had in common, we loved low, quiet class things. Easy and simpler things. We sat down at a small table near the back and decided on what we were to eat and ordered.

“So, are you excited for tour?” She asked me.

“Yes and no…” I admitted.

“Well, go on. Tell me. “ she insisted.

“I’m excited to travel and take photos and watch Harry in his element and spend time with him. I’m just nervous I suppose.” I admitted..

“Nervous? What ever for?” She asked.

“What if I’m not the ‘tour type’?” I air quoted. “What if something happens and Harry is like’ oh she can’t handle it…NEXT’ ya know?”

“Ashlynn Grace! That boy is so in love with you, I can assure you that would never happen. Look don’t be nervous. Sure you will be exhausted, you all will be; but you’re 21…be 21! This is your chance, take it. You will have a blast and make a ton of memories. Plus, Harry is so excited you are going. With all that you two have been through; I am also ecstatic you have decided to go. I think you both need this.” Anne went on reminding me about this amazing opportunity I was being offered. She was so right though; I did need to take total advantage of it.

Our food arrived and my spaghetti was more than perfect. Anne’s lasagna looked rather yummy too. We finished our food and made our way to a nail salon deep in the city. Although I’ve lived here for a few months I’ve never taken the time to truly explore it all.

We walked in and were immediately seated at booths next to each other.

“Ashlynn, I have a question..” Anne began. And it made me nervous.

“Yes?” I responded.

“You love Harry so much…can I ask you what you love so much about him? What drew you to him…It’s not that I don’t trust you; but many of his girlfriends I did trust and was proven wrong. “ she admitted and her words hurt me…a lot surprisingly.

“Harry makes me better Anne. He knows when I don’t say anything. He brought me back to life and even through all the bullshit and issues we may have all I’ve ever wanted to do was be with him. You don’t have to trust me…but I would never do anything to hurt him or take away from whom he is. I love him far too much.” I told her like I was trying to prove myself. When in fact my true feelings were no ones business. I was so vulnerable.

“Thank you. Just wanted to know.” She said awkwardly knowing she had made me uncomfortable.

“No problem.” I told her as a slow tear ran from my eye.

As our nails were done we left the salon in silence not saying a word since my last response. We got in the car and all I wanted to do was walk home.

“I meant what I said back there…You don’t have to trust me but I love him.” I said again to a concrete Anna, one I had never seen before.

“Dear, I have no doubt that you love him. I just needed your reasons.” She said still not making eye contact with me.

“But why?” I begged.

“Because Ashlynn, you’re getting quite a lot out of this. The boy threw you against a wall and bruised you and you’re still with him..I just don’t understand is all. “ she said…

“That boy is your son…and getting out of it? What does that mean?” I asked her now getting heated.

“It means that he pays for all of your things, you live in his home, you drive a car he bought you, you take pictures of his friends for your benefit…it all just seems a little selfish to me.” She said now causing me to be so hurt. I thought she loved me as one in her family, I was so confused.

“Look I get you want the best for Harry, you should. He’s your baby. But I’m not some gold digging slut. I love him…I don’t know what he get’s out of it all…maybe you should talk to him about that but for now, I would appreciate if you pulled over so I could get out.” I calmly and politely said as I wiped a tear from my eye.

She pulled over the car and I got out in silence shutting the door. I was attacked and by Anne…what had just happened. Some girls’ day that turned into. She has a right to wonder what she does, but no right to assume I’m here to take Harry’s money. It was never like that, it will never be that way. I pulled out my phone and called Jayci.

“Hello my best friend in the entire world.” She answered perkily.

“What are you doing?” I asked her.

“Well I’m supposed to be packing but honestly I am just laying on the floor. Why? What’s up?” she asked.

“Will you please meet me so we can shop, I need to talk to you. “ I asked.

“Sure thing!” she agreed. Thank God.

“Thank you! OH Jayci, if you see Harry…please don’t tell him you’re meeting me and if you see Anne; just avoid her please!.” I begged.

“Ok!” she said and hung up. I waited inside of Starbucks for Jayci, she walked in lazily dressed as ever wearing a similar outfit as me.

“What’s going on Ash?” she asked me.

“Harry’s Mom…she hates me.” I told her.

"Right…she has a real good way of hiding it by loving you.” She laughed at me.

“She thinks I’m using Harry…” I told her causing her to spit her drink out.

“What? Tell me what happened.” She demanded.

I told her the whole story. She sat in awe not wanting to believe me.

“So she hates you…” she exclaimed.

“I guess.” I said unknown of her true feelings for me.

“I thought she was a good guy I thought she’d be Team Ashlynn like the rest of us. “ she said.

“Me too…I mean I can’t blame her being protective over Harry. But she knows me, like sorry your son insists on spoiling me. It’s not like I asked for a brand spanking new car. Ya know?” I said in frustration.

“I understand. Are you going to tell Harry?” She asked me.

“I have no clue. No clue at all. “ I said back.

Shit.

Notes

HELLO READERS.

First and foremost, It has been a bit of time, I have been in and out of the hospital for things I will not get into but prayers would be appreciated.

Secondly, sorry it's been so long! I missed writing.

Please don't hate me for being so absent. Promises it won't be this long ever again.

What do you think Ashlynn should do? Tell Harry about the conversation she had with Anne? Do you think Anne is wrong to feel that way?

xoxox.