Sophia's POV

I eyed Harry.

"I thought, that you've been going through a tough time." Harry said.

"I mean... I guess." I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"I decided to help you out. Well not me, but I'm in a way helping you. You see, fame isn't an easy road. And I sound cliche, or some snobby famous dude. I had a tough time, as well." Harry said.

I sighed. "Thank you for the fantastic advice, Mr. Therapist."

Harry pulled out his phone, swiped at it, and handed it to me.
"Here is someone who can help you out."

Grabbing the phone, I placed it to my ear.
"Hello?" I said.

"Sophia. It's a pleasure to finally speak to you. I tried phoning you the other night but Niall said you had gotten injured." The person on the other line said. The smooth unmistakeable sound of a British accent.

I glanced at Harry, who was absentmindedly tapping at another phone.

"I'm sorry. Who is this?" I asked.

"Oh. My apologies. It's Cassia. Look, I know I may have come off as a total bitch. I'm very sorry. Let's start over, shall we?" She said.

"Okay. I'm not doing that cheesy oh hello I'm Sophia nice to meet you. Thank you, though." I replied.

"You've got a sharp wit. No wonder that Aussie has gone head over heels for you." Cassia said.

"Oh. Yeah." I blushed.

"Now, listen. I don't know how Simon will want you to make it official with Ashton. I know the media went berserk over you and Harry." She said.

"I'm sure we'd find a way. I mean if Ash and I were together. My this is awkward. I'm talking to the mother of the little girl I watched who happens to be my fake ex's ex girlfriend now real girlfriend, or I assume, who happens to be possibly the world's best photographer." I said. Harry glanced up and grinned.

"Oh. Yes." Cassia laughed. "Well... I'm sure it feels like you just want to severe your ties with the world and push others away. You want to be alone. Yet, you don't. You're surrounded my cameras and rumors and gossip. Yes?" She asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"It's not worth it. It is not worth it. I missed months of my daughter's life because I was trying to figure out who I was. I'm trying to regain the trust I once had. Don't. Harry told me that you were considering dropping your label. It's your choice, really. I just wanted to let you know, okay?" Cassia said.

"Wow. I never really thought that way. Thank you." I said.

"Anytime. Now, please remind Harry to not be late for his flight. Ring me if you ever want to talk. Okay? Bye." Cassia said.

I placed the phone on the table.

"Let's go home. I'm assuming Cassia changed your mind. Yes? Alright. I'm sure Ashton is eating his bum off of worry." Harry said, smiling.

We exited the food court.

"Now. Tell me the way back? I forgot." Harry said, as we approached his car.

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Ashton's POV

I paced the floor back and forth.

"Hey mister. You'll pay for that carpet if you wear it out." Luce said.

I sat down on the floor.
"I hope she's okay." I spoke softly.

Eric peered at me. "You're deeply into her. Why don't you do anything?"

I glanced to the floor.

"Because they did and things got awkward." Michael spoke up.

"So? Get her, man. You got that Australian Persuasion." Eric grinned.

"I'm pretty sure it's Asian." Luce laughed.

"I'm just trying to make a point here. Anyways, Soph is like a sister to me. I swear to God if you break her heart I will break every bone in your body. Same to you, Michael." Eric stated.
He pressed his finger on Mikey's pressure point.

Michael choked on his water. Luce blushed and patted his back.
"Yeah. Message received." He choked out.

"I hear a car coming close." Luce announced.

We turned to the door. On cue, the door swung open.

"Hi. We brought do-" Sophia began, but I swept her off the floor. She was tiny, and easy to carry.

"I'm so sorry for treating you like that." I said. My hand held her neck against my shoulder.

She muffled back a response.

"Oh sorry. What was that?" I asked.

Sophia grinned, pulling some stray hairs away from her face.
"It's okay. It was an eye opener for me."

"I've never felt so guilty before." I murmured.

Sophia placed a hand on my face.
"Stop worrying. It's not your fault that you were being watchful over me. Thank you." She said.

Her brown eyes sparked.

I closed my eyes, and kissed her. With her other hand, she placed it on my neck. Her rings felt cool and nice against my skin.

The kiss was slow and sweet. Her eyelashes tickled my cheekbones.

"When will they come up for air?" Michael whispered.

I grabbed a pillow and tossed it at him.

We pulled apart. She smiled, blushing.

"We brought donuts." Harry said.

"Yum." Luce said.

I sat on the couch, pulling Sophia beside me.

"I really really like you." I said , handing her a chocolate donut.

She tensed up.
"Me too."

"Come on. Say it. Say it. Say it." Michael hollered. Eric hooted and fist pumped.

Sophia grinned.
"I really like you, Ashton."

Notes

IM SO SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IN SIX DAYS, ELEVEN HIURS AND SEVEN MINUTES.

i got my phone taken away. And my laptop. :(

BUT IM BACK!!!! :)))

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