blowjob • 5sos

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|Halyn|

I was getting ready for the gig. I wanted to look at least halfway decent meeting the band for the first time, so after showering I dig through my closet for something cute. I was going to pull on the trademark black skinnies, but then my eyes pass these black distressed shorts that Ashton always said made me look good enough to fuck against a wall. I giggle, remembering his reaction. It's still kinda shorts weather, so I pull them on.

I also slip on one of Ashton's vintage band tees that he left here over the numerous times we've had a sleepover. I do my usual make up, slide into black converse, and try to tame my messy curls. Ashton never said when he was picking me up, so I put my phone in its charger and scroll though tumblr while I wait for the doorbell to ring. Music blasts though my room, and I lowkey head bang to As It Is, Halsey, and Mod Sun even though they aren't always super intense. Soon enough, I get a text from Ashton telling me he's outside. I pocket my phone and run downstairs.

"BYE MUM I'M GOING TO ASHTON'S GIG!" I yell, waiting a second for the reply.

"OKAY, DON'T GET YOURSELF KILLED," she yells back. I smile and meet Ashton in the car. I was bouncing with excitement. I loved seeing Ashton play.

"Halyn, this is gonna be fucking amazing," Ash says as we get to the hotel. I hug him and bury my head in his chest. I don't match his height at all-- I'm 5'4" and not gonna grow anytime soon.

"I'm so proud of you," I kiss him on the cheek. "Now go get ready, rockstar." He rushes off to wherever the band is meeting. I walk inside the hotel after Ash, going to where the lads will play. Including me, there's 12 people in the audience. They might have just started the band, but they sure know how to play. And although there were a few voice cracks and wrong notes, they pumped up the audience and had a fantastic stage presence.

Ash was behind three boys, banging his drums. Center stage there was a blonde guitarist, and next to him on either side was a black haired bassist and a chocolate haired guitarist that looked sort of familiar, but he was kind of masked by shadows and a fringe. The music these lads made together was incredible. When the set finally ended, I was sad to see the band leave the stage. Of course, that feeling changed the second Ashton greeted me in the small crowd.

"Ash! You were incredible!" I squeal, jumping into his arms and giving him a huge hug. I kiss him on the cheek and watch him smile and giggle, twirling me around.

"Thanks, Halyn. I couldn't have done it without you cheering me on," he replies, setting me down gently. "Do you wanna meet the lads?" I nod my head, and Ashton wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me over to the three very tall lads that played with him.

"Aye! Ashton!" The black haired one squealed, getting down on one knee. I put my hand over my mouth, laughing. Ash is giggling uncontrollably. "Will you be in our band? Officially?" He asks.

"Of course, Cal," Ash giggles more, pulling my body so the other boys can finally see me. I shrink closer to Ashton in their gaze, studying the floor. New people could make me uncomfortable. "Lads, this is Halyn," Ash introduces me, "and Halyn, this is Calum, Luke, and Michael." I keep my gaze focused on the boy in the middle, Luke.

"So you're the infamous Halyn? The one that Ash is gonna bang like his drums?" Calum giggles. I laugh.

"Nope, just best friends, no benefits. I dunno what Ash has said, but he's never gotten any of this," gesture to my body. Ash giggles bashfully next to me.

"Halyn! Shhh!" He says, covering my eyes. When he takes them away, I use it as an opportunity to study each of the boys in turn. When I get to the very attractive Michael, I falter.

"Fuck," I say involuntarily, blinking so I know he was still there. It was because up close, I recognized the last lad. It was the boy from the parking lot. I blush and try to cover up my outburst by hiding my face slightly in Ashton's chest, hoping Michael didn't remember me. "I mean, uh, your set was absolutely brilliant. 5SOS is definitely going to be a favorite band of mine," I somewhat stammer, uncomfortable under Michael's gaze. His eyes meet mine and widen when he recognizes me.

"You," he says, stepping closer. I shrink back. "You're the girl from the other day," he says, incredulous. I turn a very deep shade of red.

"Um, no? You must be mistaken I've never seen you before..." I try, adverting my eyes from his body.

"Yeah? Never seen me before, never asked me for a ride home?" He scoffs, stepping closer. I break away from a confused Ashton's side to confront Michael.

"Fine! Okay? We both know what happened between us and I would like to not be called out on it, please! I'm not some toy, okay?" I say lowly. Michael nods.

"I wanted to make sure it was you, because I can't get you out of my head. What the fuck have you done to me?" He asks, staring into my eyes. I step back to Ashton.

"Can we talk about this later?" I ask him, desperate to get the other lads to stop gaping. "We could get coffee, or--" I start, trying to get this over with. Michael agrees.

"Tomorrow, after school. I'll pick you up," he says flatly. I nod curtly.

"See you then." And with that, I leave the hotel, cheeks burning. I can hear Ashton trailing me, and tears of embarrassment cloud my vision. I slide down the wall outside and cry.

Ashton sits next to me in silence, letting my tears soak into his shirt.