{A.I.} Inseparable

(Sequel to {A.I.} Sneaking Around)
Emily Woods,Michael Clifford's step sister and Ashton Irwin's Girlfriend,is going on tour. The Take Me Home Tour with 5SOS and 1D. Will all this stress break Emily and Ashton apart? Working during the day to save the car Michael bought for her,she meets some interesting people and interesting things. Even though Allison passed away the summer before,the group is still inseparable,maybe.


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I set down my water bottle. "I hope he isn't gonna do anything to,well,anything that has to do with me." I tell my band mates. Phoebe gives me a confused look. "I'm sure he's only here for his job." "Yeah,let's just play some more." Sydney says. We play 'What I Like About You.' I hit the drums as hard as I can without breaking anything. 'I'm so stressed.' I think. All I can do is play. Play. Play. With a final slam,one of my practice sticks,not the ones Ash gave me,breaks. I stand up. I throw the broken piece in my hand to the ground and shove my chair behind me and it falls backward. I got to my bag and rummage through it,trying to find extra sticks. I wipe off sweat off of my forehead. I sigh and stop looking. It's no use. "Guys...." I begin,not facing them. "Guys,I'm gonna....I'm gonna go." I pick up my bag,out of breath. I pick up my stool and grab my broken sticks. No one stops me from opening the large garage door of Sydney's brother's home,and I walk out. I get in my car and sit there for a second. I bang my head against the steering wheel. "Fuck everything." I say. I find my keys and begin driving. Where,I do not know.

My phone beeps again. For the millionth time. I keep on driving down the road. I see the city's lights ahead and drive to my destination. I pull into the driveway. I grab my bag,keys,phone,and small suitcase and drag them inside my old home. I flip on the living room's lights. I set my bag and suitcase down gently and throw the keys on the key table. I put my phone in my hand and flop on the couch. It may have taken me awhile to find it,but I've found peace. Even if it is in Melbourne. I ignore the texts and play music on shuffle. The 1975's song 'Somebody Else' plays and I find a granola bar in the pantry. I check the expiration date and throw it out. 'I need a snack.' I think and raid my bag of snacks. I pull out a small bag of pretzels and grab the bag that was hiding under it,chocolate chip cookies. Yum. I begin to eat the cookies and the doorbell rings. I tilt my head,putting the cookie back in the bag. I open the door. He's leaning against the outside door frame,out of breath,as if he'd just ran a marathon. "Hey."

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