Ash’s POV

The day really sucked, but when I saw Luke standing outside with the flowers and teddy bear, I couldn’t help but feel much better. He might have been the cause of my I felt like shit, but he was also the reason why I felt better again. As soon as we made eye contact, I ditched my friends and went up to him. I knew they were going to hate me for it, but I didn’t want thing between me and Luke to end yet… I liked him too much for that. He was the only guy that actually showed interest in me without being creepy or weird, and I felt the same about him. I was not going to let this be one of those high school relationships that would end after three weeks.

“I’m sorry,” he gave me an awkward and guilty smile, holding out the gifts for me, “I shouldn’t have acted the way I did. I don’t really have an excuse, other than that I did have an ex girlfriend that sort of traumatised me.”

“It’s ok,” I accepted both the flowers and the cute teddy bear, “I shouldn’t have told you, that was my mistake. I don’t even know what went through my mind and why I did it.”

“Don’t apologise for that!,” he cupped one of my cheeks and gave me a loving smile while his eyes twinkled, “It’s better that you told me than that I did something and found out myself.”

I didn’t really know what he meant with that, but I giggled anyway. He grinned back at me before leaning down and giving me the kiss that officially ended this weird sort of argument we had. I couldn’t help but smile when he pulled away.

“You know I really do like you, right?” he asked me, afraid that I was still blaming him.

“Of course I do,” I quickly pecked his lips for extra confirmation, “and I really like you.”

“Good,” he mumbled and took hold of my hand, “do you wanna go grab some coffee with me or something now?”

“Sure,” I couldn’t help the smile that kept forming on my lips.

Luke went to the driver’s side and got in while I went to to get in at the passenger side. I had forgotten completely about my friends who I was going to hang out with. All that was on my mind was that Luke also didn’t want this relationship to end yet. Even though I didn’t love him yet, I already loved how your relationship was going; it was definitely going in the right direction.

The cafe wasn’t too far away, so we managed to get there in five minutes. I left the gifts in the car and let Luke take my hand while we ordered our drinks before sitting down at one of the empty tables. He decided to have some iced coffee while I just had a normal hot chocolate. I always liked coffee, but the aftertaste would always annoy the hell out of me after a while. So, instead of taking the risk, I just took the safe option.

Luke couldn’t stop grinning and smirking at me, causing me to blush whenever I caught him. We were sitting in silence, and his looks made me feel so shy. I couldn’t help but giggle, “what?”

“You’re just so beautiful,” he gushed while smirking at me once more, “I’m so lucky to be with you. There’s so many guys you could be with right now, yet you are here with me! I can’t believe it! You are just so fucking beautiful!”

Scrap me blushing before, because now I was literally full on blushing like crazy. That guy just had a magic power over me that would make me flush and suddenly feel very timid. It was very weird. A guy had never been able to do that to me before.

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After finishing our drinks, we decided to take a small walk around the area. Luke had his arm slung around my shoulders, and I was holding his hand while resting my head against him. Everything fit perfectly and I couldn’t imagine doing all of this with anybody else. Luke was the only person I would want to do this with. The kisses we occasionally shared made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and he barely had to do anything to get to blush.

But now, we were back at his house again. We had had a long cuddle session, but this time there wasn’t as much making out as last time. I didn’t feel like it, and maybe, just maybe, didn’t want to do it because I was afraid to fuck up again. But it seemed like Luke had forgotten all about it and didn’t care anymore, and I was grateful for that. It would have been so embarrassing if he still minded the whole situation.

“Hey,” Luke spoke up before kissing the top of my head, “do you want to go out tomorrow?”

I thought for a while and went to agree before I remembered that I had promised Alex and the others I would be there to watch band practise, “I would really like to, but I promised the others I would listen to this new song Alex wrote.”

“Aww, come on, Ash,” he pouted and pushed himself up so he could look me in the eyes, “I wanted to take you out on a nice romantic date.”

“I’m sorry,” I giggled and shook my head, “I already ditched them today, I can’t do it tomorrow as well! They’ve been wanting to do this for so long!”

“But you are always around them!” he whined, trying to convince me, “I want my Ash-time as well.”

“I spread my time out equally, stop being such a baby,” I joked, but Luke didn’t think it was as funny.

“Just spend some more time with me, and less with them, please?” He begged, giving me puppy dog eyes, “I want you all for myself, I love you so much.”

I froze up. Did he just say that? Woah. Umm… He said is so easily! How could he say something like this so easily? I definitely didn’t love him yet. Yes, I liked him alot, and I was on the road to loving him. But this was way too quick for me.

I just acted like I didn’t realise and chuckled awkwardly, “fine, but only for you.”

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Alex’s POV

Today was the day we were going to show the new song to Ash. I was no longer bummed out about her leaving with Luke the day before, since she actually decided to join us this time. She didn’t bail, nor did she have any excuse; she kept her promise. Nobody probably knew exactly how much it meant to me. They all knew it did mean something, but not how big of a fucking deal this was.

No, the song was not written for her… necessarily… there were a couple lines inspired by her, sure, but the song was mainly about other girls. So, yeah, that wasn’t the reason why I wanted her to hear it. I wanted her to hear it, because, like I said before, I really valued her opinion. Although I didn’t have a chance with her anymore, I still cared so much for her.

“Ok, guys,” Ash fell back onto the couch, “are you going to play this song or am I going to go upstairs and change again so you can practise?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that she knew I sent her upstairs last time to get change just so I could practise it a couple of times before she actually listened. But that was when I was worried just a bit more about what she thought than I did now. No, my feelings hadn’t changed, but I didn’t feel like I had to impress her as much.

“No, I think we’ve practised enough this time,” I chuckled and picked up my guitar that I just left at Rian’s place. Everybody else also picked up their instruments -- well, Rian sat down at his instrument and picked up the sticks, but whatever.

We started off the song and I waited for my cue to start signing as soon as Rian started playing, “Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my sheets…”

Ash seemed to carefully listen along and swayed along slightly with the lead guitar. She grinned as I sang ‘week’ with a bit of vibrato, and I could help but smile back at her. So far she seemed to enjoy it.

“Take off your makeup and put down the camera…”

Now she started to head bang slightly and tap her fingers along with the beat, liking the chorus the way it was. It seemed like we were doing well. When we started the next verse she still seemed into it, and I felt so happy. Nothing could go wrong anymore. I kept repeating the same words in the bridge, before finally ending in the chorus again and slowing down the finish off the entire song.

She clapped loudly and whistled, as if we were actually playing for a whole crowd. Everything about her was so enthusiastic, and I basically fed off that energy. I actually felt good about the song, but I still had to ask her, “what do you think? Be honest.”

“I really like it!” She exclaimed a grinned widely, showing off her teeth, as she clapped her hands again, “but, since you asked me to be honest. You’re missing something in the bridge.”

“I fully agree,” I told her, having thought about this for a while as well, “but I don’t know what to add.”

“Hmm…” she nodded and thought for a while, before her eyes lit up, telling me she had an idea, “what are the lyrics again?”

“She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets, get out while you can or she'll tear you to pieces,” I told her with a questioning tone.

“Ok, play the whole song again. And don’t you dare stop playing or singing. You have to keep going. I apologise in advance.”

Apologize in advance? What? What was she going to do? I still started off the song nonetheless, and kept wondering what she was going to do. All she was doing was listening again, not really doing anything. It didn’t even look like she was preparing for something. But then the bridge hit, and I waited patiently. I went through the sentence once, but still nothing-

Suddenly she opened her mouth and started singing along in a different pace, “she gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets, get out while you can or she'll tear you to pieces, are you having a good time sweetheart?"

As she finished off the last word we went into the chorus again. It was perfect. It sounded right, and it made sense. And her voice was actually really good! She hit the note perfectly and her voice didn’t crack! Was there anything this girl wasn’t good at?

“That was amazing,” I stared at her with my mouth wide open as soon as we finished.

She shrugged, suddenly feeling awkward with the looks we were giving her, “you might want to get either Zack or somebody else to sing that.”

“But that was so good!” Jack exclaimed with amazement as he slapped his hands on his cheeks, “you’re voice is even better than Alex’s!”

“No it’s not,” she shook her head and pushed some hair behind her ear, something I realised she always did when she was nervous or got shy, “I don’t sing.”

“You should, though,” Zack contradicted, nearly telling her off for thinking she wasn’t good, “trust me.”

“Even if you think my voice is good,” Ash still didn’t want to believe it, “you should get a guy to sing it. A girl voice doesn’t really work. It’s from a guy’s point of view, the girl can’t be singing about herself.”

“Ok, fair enough,” I shrugged, not wanting to push her too far, “but I am so writing down that line.”

“You’ve gotta give me credit though.”

“Definitely.”

Notes

Luke and Ash have made up, and Alex showed her a new song. What's going to happen next?

I really don't remember which gifs I've used before...