"Where words fail, music speaks."- Hans Christian Anderson
Asher POV
Twenty minutes ago
I turn the TV off.
My tired muscles from last nights show are aching and I have the worst hangover considering I barely drank half a bottle, which means someone must've spiked my drink again last night, I barely had half a bottle before I crashed hard last night, I don't remember a single thing other than trying to take a piss in the toilet at the club.
"Hey man, you good?" My drummer and friend Chris asks loudly.
I wince at his tone and hold my head. "What's it look like?" I say sarcastically. "I don't remember a single fucking thing."
Chris laughs. "Probably a good thing, after you crashed it got pretty wild last night."
I nod my head uninterested and lean back with a cold can of Redbull against my forehead. "Someone fucking spiked me man, I don't remember shit."
"Shit, again? You good?"
I nod my head and drop the subject. "How far till we get to the hotel?"
"EY Robs how long till we get to the hotel?" Chris yells out to the driver Robby and I groan out as my head splits from the sudden loudness of his voice.
"Not long, five minutes." Robby calls back and I am literally counting down the fucking seconds until I can get off this bus and sleep in a real bed.
After months on tour and sleeping on the tour bus, I have been waiting for this day for quite some time, tour has been a blast, I've sold out venues all over America with thousands of fans buying tickets the moment they came available, every show was memorable to me and a dream come true, but halfway through the tour I just couldn't wait until it stopped.
Everything had been fucking wild, every night after a concert we would party till late, it was mental until the drugging kept happening, I got real tired of partying after that, after all, who fucking enjoys being spiked and have clingy fangirls try to fuck you at every stop, that shit got old real fast for me once that shit started happening, to just sleep with girls is not why I got into music, a younger me would eat this shit up but I'm slowly beginning to think about my future, I don't want to stay on the road my entire life.
I got into music because of my mum, she is larger than life and always pushed me to follow my dream of becoming a singer, I thought she was fucking nuts to think I could make it, but before I had all this, the screaming fans and money, I just had my mum and that is all that mattered to me, just making her proud one day at a time, because without her I wouldn't have been so interested in music.
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More Than Enough
RomanceIt all started with a blackout, an elevator, and two complete strangers. She was trying to heal her broken heart and he wanted to escape the spotlight. British singer and worldwide sensation Asher Reed is on tour across America, he's on top of the w...