Stare At the Photograph - A.F.I.

4

ALYA

"Let's go get a drink!" I say to Ashton. "Show I don't care."

"Are you sure that's a good-" He begins to say, but I put my finger over his lips and drag him towards the bar.

"Two Patron shots please!" I say to the bartender, holding up two fingers incase he couldn't hear me.

I look over at Ashton, who's glaring at Michael. I hand him the shot and he's still glaring at Michael, but we clink our glasses and down the shot. I start to bite my lime and look over to see Michael looking at us from a few chairs away. He gets up and walks toward us.

"I'm gonna punch him." Ashton says, rubbing his knuckles and walking towards Michael.

"Ashton, no!" I said, jumping in front of him. "You're drunk."

"Alya, move!" Ashton grumbles.

"Calm down! What are you 5?" I say angrily to him.

Michael taps my shoulder and says my name.

I put the fakest smile on and spin around.

"Michael!" I say gingerly.

"Look can we talk? You just ran out and-" He says, trying to hold my hand.

"Michael, what is there to say? Because apparently this wasn't the first or only time." I say, crossing my arms.

"Babe, just give me a chance." He says running his hands through my hair.

"Michael, stop." I say shaking my head, attempting to free myself from him.

"Mike, get your hands off of her." Ashton says, pulling me back.

"Oh what? You dump me and now you two are fucking?" Michael says, stepping closer to Ashton than what I'm comfortable with.

"The fuck?" I yell and they both turn around.

"You left me! You slept with God knows how many more people while we were together, and left me in a whole other city without a place to stay! I already blew half my PTO to see you in your stupid concert and my traveling savings to see you! Oh, but the moment I hangout with a guy I'm fucking him, but when you hangout with a girl, you're 'just friends'! Clearly the fuck not!" I yell, ending up face to face with Michael. "Everyone told me I was crazy to go out with a guy in a band, especially a popular one, but I didn't care because I loved you."

ASHTON

I didn't know so much could come out of a tiny person like her. When I started looking around, I see people taking videos and saw Luke and Calum staring in fear. I think it's time for us to go. While she's still screaming at him, I close my tab and whisper in her ear that it's time to go. When she starts fighting me with me that she's not done, I grab her arm and pull her out.

"Fine! Fine!" she says, "Let go of me!"

She flips Michael off and looks at me.

"I'm gonna kiss you." she says.

"What?" I say in confusion,

"He needs to know how terrible he made me feel when I saw those pictures." she says. "Don't worry I'll make it look like I just grabbed you and did it."

"Fine." I say, and I'm quickly grabbed and pulled down and she starts to kiss me. Why would he break up with someone who kisses like this?

If she kisses like this, how is she... fuck no.

She breaks away and looks over at Michael, who's jaw is gaping. She takes her thumb and runs it under her bottom lip to clean off any smeared lipstick while looking me in the eye.

I don't know if it's because I'm drunk or not, but damn was that hot.

I shrug at Michael and the two of us walk out of the club.

"That was crazy Ash!" She says, hitting my chest. "Did you see his face? Oh he must be so mad!"

She looks back at me. Her dark brown eyes glowing in the dark. She bites her bottom lip and says my name, but all I can think about is taking her back to my room.

"Ash, do you wanna call a cab?" she asks.

I blink back to reality. I flag a cab down and we get in. It's a quiet ride back. It's an even quieter elevator ride. I open the door to the hotel room and let her in first and she grabs my shirt by the collar and pulls me in.