Hey, I'm Ashley, and I'm eighteen years old. I have a job at Starbucks, and I go to school. Apparently, we have a famous band coming to school today, and I got chosen to help them set up. I don't even know who they are, and I honestly don't even care, but I get extra credit for doing it, so why not.
"Ashley Green." A teacher yelled. "Here!" I yelled. "Oh my god! Here they come! I see them!" A girl screamed. I rolled my eyes. Who even are these people who are singing here?
Four boys walked into the auditorium, and the girls went crazy. "Ashley green!" A teacher yelled. Everyone stopped, even the four boys. "You're on set up, stage, and clean up!" The teacher yelled. I nodded. "Now green!" She yelled. "Oh! Sorry Mrs. Jinks!" I yelled running outside.
"Hey." Someone said next to me. I looked at him. He has green-brown eyes, and long brownish hair. "Hi." I replied. "I'm guessing you're Ashley." He said. I nodded. "Ashton Irwin. The drummer." He said, sticking his hand out. "Nice to meet you Ashton." I replied.
"So Ashley, what's your favorite song by us?" A boy with blond hair and blue eyes asked. "Well, see the thing is, I've never heard of you guys before." I said. "Finally a girl who doesn't know who we are." One of them said. He was darker skinned, an had brown hair, and brown eyes. He actually looked Asian.
"Good luck." I said to the boys. "Thanks!" They replied. I walked back out to the auditorium, and stood next to my best friend, Annelyy(Anne-A-Lee).
"Ash, the drummer keeps looking at you." She said. I smiled. They were actually really good. I was happy we got front row. Well, I got front row, because I needed to hurry and clean up the stage. Annelyy was right, Ashton did keep looking at me.
Ashley was just beautiful. Her big brown eyes just made me fall in love with her. And her smile just made me smile. When I saw her in the front row, I couldn't help by keep looking at her.
"Thank you!" Luke yelled. I saw Ashley leave her friend, and she walked backstage. "So, did you like us?" I asked. "Eh. You were alright." She said. She started to laugh. Her laugh. She even snorted a little, but covered her mouth. "You guys were great." She said. I smiled.
"Hey, Ashley." I said. She turned around and smiled. "Here's my number, incase you want to hang out sometime. We are here in LA for a while, so one day, we should get together." I said. She took my number, and smiled. "Thanks." She replied. "Well that's the last of it." She said. "See you around." I said, she nodded, and I hugged her. Her hugs were like Calum's.
"Hi, how may I help you." I said. "Hey." The costumer said. "Ty what are you doing here." I said. "This is Starbucks." He replied. Tyler, aka Ty, is my ex boyfriend, and Annelyy's ex friend. He cheated on me with three girls. "Anne! Take this one! I'll talk your spot." I said. Annelyy nodded.
"Hi, welcome to Starbucks, how may I-" "Ashton?" I asked. "Ashley." He said with a smile. "You work here?" He asked. I nodded. "I'm actually about to get off my shift." I said, taking my apron off. "I didn't know you work." He said. "Since I was sixteen." I replied. "Wow." He said. I nodded.
"I have a question." Ashton said. "Shoot." I replied, sitting on a bench in the park. "Will you let me take you out to dinner?" He asked. "Only if you pay." I said. "Deal." He replied laughing. That laugh! "I'll walk you home." He said. I smiled, and nodded.
"My mom died when I was younger, so now it's just my sisters and I. My dad of course too." I said. "My dad left when I was younger, so now it's just my mom, my little brother, my sister, and me." He said. "this is me." I said. "Well, I'll pick you up on Saturday around eight." He said. "Okay." I replied.
"Was that Ashton Irwin!" My little sister, Rachel asked. I nodded. "Dad! Ash has a boyfriend!" She yelled. "No I don't!" I yelled. "Dad! Ashley Ann-Marie Green has a boyfriend!" She yelled. "Shut the fuck up Rach!" I yelled. "Ashley!" My dad yelled. "Sorry." I replied.
Hope you all like it so far, I know Ashton asked her out quickly, but that was supposed to be like two-three days after the little concert.