Love on the Road

"why are you always mad?"

"im feeling nervous, trying to be so perfect 'cause i know you're worth it"
-things i'll never say by Avril Lavigne
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After long agonizing hours of answering questions on why fortunato is so dumb and why is that cask so important, i recieved a text from an old friend. by an old friend it means two things, old as in he is 28 and old as in i know him since i was 17, when i was walking dark alleys crying because of my parents death. i opened the message with a smile on my face.

music night in my old job, i think you would like to come -ash

who would refuse music night? ash owns this local bar somewhere downtown, he is famous and knows a lot of people, cool people by the way, and his parents are rich, so when he felt like the marketing school is no god for him, and since he was bullied and casted as one of those weird kids in highschool, and he would wear dark clothes which are mostly ripped jeans and will have long hair and a couple of tatoos he decided to leave the school, ask for parents money and put up the bar he owns now.

Now he is doing well and he also said that he could see the bar being more succesful. sometimes i think that the marketing school lost a very good student. Ash is smart, he also told me once that when he see people from his old school he would laugh at them internally because while they work their asses off to catch a deadline, he is in his bar, partying, picking up chicks and treating every day as a friday night and i would just laugh at him.i quickly changed my clothes. black pants, a simple tanktop, converse and a hoodie. snatched my keys from the table and headed to ash's place. the best music bar in town. it becomes a crowded place every friday night like this. i parked my car at the back and was greeted by jim an old friend too. he guards the place.

"lexie!! when was the last time i saw you? i missed you little missy!!" he messed my hair. jim is 30 and the first time i saw him was when i was 17, he wouldnt believe that im 18 when i gave him the fake i have, sneaky little bastard, so he called ash and he learned that we're friends but still he laughed about the fake and how he caught me. after that we become friends too. I love it when bitchy girls from my school would end up in the bar during friday nights and when they are in the line i would just casually walk to the front and walk in, i feel daggers in my back with their glances and when im inside they would flirt with ash, knowing ash being all hot now and always shirtless while serving drinks. mostly the girls from my school will come here for ash and for the hot guys from the bands. annoying right?

"who is playing tonight mr?" i asked jim who is busy checking id's while i sit on his chair, i have this habit of staying with jim for a little time making comments after the person walks in, i know im rude. laughing at drunk girls who obviously is already drunk but still wants to go club hopping.

"i wasnt able to see the name,but i think they are a good cover band, i heard a girl say earlier. i dont know whats with this night but i've noticed mostly the ones who came are girls" he glanced at me giving me a confused look

"okay jim im going in now! goodluck on the sneaky little teens" jim gave me a thumbs up and i went inside. it immediately turned hot for me so i removed my hoodies and slapped it on the counter. ash's head turned to me and smiled. he finished pouring the drink for a guy and proceeded to me already holding a beer. im a beer girl by the way.

"i missed you lex, i thought you wont come!" he leaned on the counter as i earned jealous and treathening stares from girls, but i ignored them.

"how many numbers?" i asked him, he grinned and held out about 10 small papers with different phone numbers. ash is a very known womanizer. but still, girls ran after him. he is good looking. with his long hair beautiful face and a mole on his prominent cheekbones on the left side.