groupie; afi

twenty two

"So, they still have to pick between Natalie going home and Ashton having a fake girlfriend?" Luke says. Ashton and I were at a loss for words so he spoke what was on our minds.

"I'm so sorry guys. I-" Calum says before Michael cuts him off.

"Save it. You've done enough," Michael says to him.

If I had it in me, I would tell Michael to calm down. But I don't. I just want to be alone right now. It feels like everything is crashing down on me.

I know that it isn't the worst thing in the world. Maybe she will be nice? Maybe we'll be friends?

And I'm not insecure per say. I trust Ashton completely. It just doesn't feel nice when other girls, who I would consider prettier than me, flirt with him. Ashton makes me feel like the prettiest girl in the world but I know he could do that for anyone.

I'm probably overthinking. Ashton isn't going to cheat on me. He wouldn't. Would he?

Stop thinking like that Natalie. Ashton isn't going to do that to you.

I reassure myself because as Ashton once said, it's him and I verses the world.

"I'll just send him a message. I don't feel like talking on the phone right now," I manage to get out.

I take out my phone and type out the text.

Me: Sorry I can't talk on the phone right now. Bad service area. But, Ashton and I talked and we decided that I'm staying on tour with them. So, public girlfriend it is.

I hesitate before I send the message. What are they gonna do if I don't ever answer? I press send anyway. I don't want to risk getting Ashton in trouble for my lack of response.

"Can Ashton and I just be alone right now?" I look up at the other three boys. They nod and make their way out of my room.

I scoot closer to Ashton so he can wrap his arm around me and pull me closer to him. My head rests on his shoulder. We sit in silence for a moment. I try to collect my thoughts and make them more rational. I trust Ashton and that's all that matters.

I don't even no my eyes have teared up until I look down at my lap and see a few wet spots in the shape of droplets on my thighs. I wipe off my eyes. I really don't want Ashton to see me crying over this.

"Babe?" Ashton's voice is soft. It's actually very soothing like this.

"Yeah?" I say, trying to seem composed.

"Calum sent me the good news. I guess we won't have to deal with her until the next stop," Ashton kisses my forehead.

Only two more days that I have until I have to meet this girl. Awesome.

"Oh, okay. We have to make the days count I guess," I pull away from his hold.

"We definitely will. I'll come up with a few ideas before then," Ashton smiles.

He seems so calm for someone who's about to have to fake be in love with someone. It's like this doesn't phase him as much as does me. Does he not care?

Obviously, Ashton cares about this. I'm overthinking.

I need a shower. I have to clear my head. I get up from the seat without saying anything and head into the bathroom. I turn on the water and as I wait for it to heat up I get undressed.

As usual, my thoughts wonder.

What if she's prettier? Skinnier? Nicer hair? Would Ashton care or would he not notice that? What if he likes her more? No, he likes me. I hate this. Fuck, I'm crying again.