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The bass line ripped through the room, reverberating off the walls of the auditorium and sending chills down my spine. The window was open, and I could hear the cheers from the fans waiting downstairs for a glimpse of their idols. Calum moonwalked across the open floor, hips gyrating in time to the beat, his fingers flying across the neck of his guitar. I could see the sweat on his biceps, and couldn’t help but feel a little turned on by the way he moved.
Suddenly, the door banged open.
Ashton slid into the room, holding the hotel phone. He stopped short when he saw me sitting on the lounge, and looked away.
“Your sister called the hotel - she wants to talk to you about tonight.”
Calum looked between us nervously before gently setting down the bass and reaching for the phone.
“Thanks mate. Emma, I’ll, uh, be right back, okay?”
I gave him a small nod, and he disappeared around the corner of the room with a reassuring smile. Surely Ashton would just be going now, and I could stay here until Calum came back...
Of course not.
“Emma - we need to talk.”
Ashton crossed the room with 3 long strides and made to sit down, but I recoiled slightly, without being conscious of what I was doing. A hurt look crossed his face, and he drew back, staying standing.
“I’m sorry, okay? Please, you gotta listen to me.”
He rubbed a huge hand over his eyes, and looked at me pleadingly. I rolled my eyes.
“Sit down then.”
He sighed heavily, and plonked down on the couch. His weight made me roll towards him, and I quickly reached out to stop myself - except I put my palm on top of Ashton’s hand.
“Oh - sorry...” I looked away, and felt Ashton shiver underneath my hand. I quickly pulled it away. He coughed.
“Emma, I just want to apologise for yesterday. I’m sure you’ve noticed by now, but I have this, er, jealousy problem when it comes to you.”
I inwardly groaned, but Ashton hurried on.
‘I don’t like like you, I mean, well, I like you, but like I said before, we’re not attracted to eachother, are we?’
I nodded fiercely in agreement, despite the little voice inside my head that said ‘Liar, you are attracted to Ashton’. At the look on my face, Ashton frowned.
‘I really want this to work. I have all this stuff I want to do in the next month, I mean, I’m back in Australia, it’s summertime and there’s only 4 concerts we have to perform at - there’s just so much time for me to enjoy being a normal guy!’
I held out a hand to stop him from going further.
‘So what did I sign up for? An Ashton that’s going to storm off all the time and stay moody and cranky, and just act like an arse? Or the Ashton I met the other day for the first time, when we went to the garbage chute? Because I don’t think I can deal with the Ashton I saw yesterday. Not for anything.’
He looked down at his lap.
‘I’m sorry,’ Ashton whispered. ‘I promise I won’t act like that again. I really need you this summer, Emma, please, give me another chance.’
We sat there in silence for a while, the two of us on the lounge, side by side. Ashton was looking straight out the window, so I turned my head quietly to watch him. His long eyelashes shaded his brown eyes, which were reflecting the blue sky outside. The bandana he had wrapped around his hair this morning suited him, I thought. It was cute, and the red matched his curly brown locks.
He looked at me with no expression.
‘Do you promise not to act all silly? You know, I do like being around you when you’re not all grumpy, and I’m not in love with Calum,’ I scoffed.
Ashton let a small smile creep onto his face, and I felt a little better, like a weight had been taken of my chest.
I let out a breath, and relaxed, smiling too.
‘Great. Well, I’m meant to be your guide, but I haven’t really been doing much guiding.’
I paused, wondering if this was the right thing to be saying, but I pushed on anyway. Let’s just see what happens - test Ashton to see if he can keep a promise.
‘Do you want to do something tomorrow?’
Ashton laughed, and rubbed his forehead.
‘I would love to. It would be an honour, Ms. Davies.’
He did a little bow in his chair and I stuck my tongue out at him.
‘Cool! Seeing as you’ve probably seen all of Sydney already though, I’m not exactly sure-‘
‘What makes you say that?’ Ashton butted in. I raised an eyebrow.
‘Uh, you lived in Sydney, didn’t you? For, like, your whole childhood?’
He nodded, starting to grin for some reason.
‘Yeah, but how did you know I used to live in Sydney? I thought you didn’t know shit about this band.’ He leant closer to me, lifting my chin with one finger so he could look me straight in the eyes. I shivered.
‘Emma Davies - have you been google-ing me?’
I pushed his hand away and scowled as Ashton laughed.
‘I have not!’ I said indignantly, eager to change the subject. ‘Ciara mentioned it, okay? Anyway, where do you want to go then?’
Ashton scooted closer on the lounge, so he was sitting beside me, his thigh gently brushing against mine.
‘I don’t mind. How about someplace along the harbour? We can get lunch together, catch a ferry, walk across the Harbour Bridge...’
His voice trailed off a bit, and I watched him gaze back out the window. I coughed softly.
‘Yeah, okay, Sydney Harbour sounds really good! Should we ask the other guys if they want to come along? Calum might want to go, he mentioned-‘
‘No. Um, I mean,’ Ashton seemed to regret his harsh answer, and I raised an eyebrow as he stuttered, trying to finish his sentence. ‘It should, well, it might be nice, if, um, it was just, you and me, you know, because I don’t get to, yeah, talk to you, that much?’
I hid my smile behind a hand at his lame finish, but I nodded.
‘Okay. You and me. It’s a date then.’
There was a few moment’s silence before I realised what I said. I shot a glance at Ashton, who was sitting rigid on the chair, blushing deeply, trying not to smile. Ridiculous.
‘Not a literal date, of course,’ I corrected. Ashton cocked his head and slowly nodded.
‘Hi, I’m back, sorry Em, what did I miss?’
Calum walked back into the room and plonked down beside me, engrossed in his phone, typing something. Without glancing up, he continued, smiling a little.
‘You two made up then? Good, we can go back to normal.’
I shared a stunned look with Ashton, who shrugged. Calum glanced up, saw us looking at him, and burst out laughing.
‘I got off the phone with Mali about 5 minutes ago. Cute conversation, though.’
He winked and Ashton and I groaned simultaneously.
‘Caluuuum, you asshole!’ I punched him on the arm. ‘What did your sister want?’
‘She wanted to ask me if we all wanted to come to her opening concert tonight, in Sydney.’ I snuck a glance at Calum and saw that he was trying to suppress his pride for Mali-Koa, and I couldn’t help but smile at him.
‘Wow! Musical talent runs in the Hood family, does it?’
Good job Ciara, mentioning that during our lessons...
He grinned at me, obviously happy with my comment.
‘Yeah, I s’pose so! Anyway, so do you want to come? Ashton?’
‘Sorry, mate, you know how much I love Mali, but I’m going to visit my family tonight.’ He shrugged apologetically, looking genuinely sorry.
Calum didn’t seem to mind.
‘Next time, Ash. Emma?’
‘Hell yeah! She’s probably way cooler than you anyway, I can’t wait to meet her!’
Calum stuck out his tongue at me.
‘She really wants to meet you too. Yes, I told her about you,’ he continued, rolling his eyes at the look on my face, ‘and we’ll be able to go backstage, because I’m a V.I.P.’
He puffed his chest out and Ashton chuckled.
‘Will Mikey and Luke be going? Ciara as well? Or just,’ he eyed Calum carefully, ‘just you two?’
Calum didn’t seem to notice and happily continued.
‘Michael’s coming, he wants to get out of this hotel, no offense Emma.’ I laughed and waved him off.
‘Luke and Ciara aren’t coming though, they’re on a date...’
‘OoOoOo!’ I giggled, remembering last night’s encounter with the two of them. ‘So it’s just going to be you, me and Michael?’
Calum nodded, and I looked at Ashton.
‘Are you sure you don’t want to come?’
He shook his curls slightly.
‘Nah, sorry, I promised Mum I’d make it to dinner tonight.’ He grinned sheepishly. ‘Anyway, I have to head off, so I’ll see you later. You guys have fun tonight, okay? And don’t get too wasted,’ he laughed, looking pointedly at Calum.
Calum scrunched up his nose.
‘You think I’d get drunk at my own sister’s concert? Hah! I have self-control, Ashton Irwin! Wait and see! Just wait and see.’
Michael, Calum and I got out of the car and were let in the backstage door by a man who knew the boys. Apparently, Calum had done this before - probably more than once. Calum lead the way down a lit corridor towards another room, which opened up into a mini auditorium. There were props and lights and all this stage equipment propped up around the room, and a bunch of people were standing around chatting, a few of them crouched around a computer, busily rigging up some type of microphone set. They all embraced Calum and Michael as they entered, and I awkwardly stood there. Uhhhh...
Calum looked over his shoulder at me, and gave me a little smile.
‘Everyone, this is Emma. She’s my guest tonight.’
I blushed a little and ran a hand through my straightened hair. Michael was grinning encouragingly at me, but the room was silent for a few seconds as everyone’s eyes turned to me. Suddenly, a middle aged man with greying hair stepped forward, arms out.
‘Calum’s brought a girl!’ he cheered, and everyone else joined in. It was just like that scene out of Frozen, where all the rock troll things sing ‘Fixer Upper’. Ohhh, noooo...
I could feel the red blush splashing across my face.
‘Oh, no, really, we’re just friends...’ I awkwardly mumbled, but no one heard me. I looked helplessly at Calum and Michael, who were exchanging anguished looks.
‘Guys...’ Michael started.
‘Emma’s just a friend,’ Calum loudly explained, over the chatter. ‘We’re not a couple, really.’
The group of people stopped talking, and a lady with blonde-pink hair came forward.
‘Honey, we all know Calum can be a bit of a lazy slob sometimes-‘
‘Hey!’ Calum muttered indignantly.
‘-but he knows how to treat a girl right. What’s holding you back?’ She looked at me, concerned, twisting a strand of strawberry blonde hair around her finger.
I blushed again. My face must have looked like a freakin’ tomato by that stage.
‘Um, it’s not really like that at all.’ Letting out a nervous chuckle, I continued, renewed by the sight of Calum and Michael looking around, nodding at everyone to confirm what I was saying. ‘We really are just friends.’
Everyone looked a little disappointed, so I offered them all a smile.
‘He does know how to treat a girl right, though. He’s been so nice to me!’ I looked at Michael, winking. ‘So has Michael.’
Calum reached over and squeezed my hand.
The pink-blonde lady nudged the older man and grinned at me.
‘If that’s not love, then what is it, Feldy?’
He winked at me in agreement, and I laughed as Calum rolled his eyes.
‘Lou, really, we’re just heaps close. Anyway,’ he shot me a sideways look, ‘she’s already someone else’s.’
Lou raised her eyebrows in comprehension.
‘Ohhh... ooooh, is that so? He’s lucky, I must say.’
Calum nodded back, grinning at me. I frowned, and leant closer.
‘Who’s am I?’ I whispered, so Lou and the man she had called Feldy couldn’t hear.
‘Oh, just someone’s,’ he told me vaguely. ‘Come on - let’s go find Mali.’