The next day is pretty uneventful, I hang out with CC and Jinxx after sound check and we practice, messing around for a bit and grabbing lunch at subway, then all too soon it was time for the show.
Andy still hasn't mentioned anything about last night, and I wonder whether he doesn't remember our kiss, or maybe he thinks it's too awkward to bring up because he doesn't feel the same way.
So we go out onto stage - me still deep in thought - and play the concert. The crowd are really enthusiastic tonight; maybe it's because my happiness is contagious?
No, it's just the BVB army being the mysterious, loveable creature it is. God, our fanbase is amazing.
Afterwards, CC approaches me.
"Hey, I've heard the chicks around here are really hot, we should totally go and check them out tonight."
"Aw man, I just went out last night with Andy." I say, really hoping that I won't have to face that bar again in case Juliet's there.
"Please Ashley, it's almost our last night playing in this neighbourhood." Eventually I give in, and we head over to the bar.
When we get there, it brings back painful memories; still fresh wounds for me. Every time I look towards the bar, I see phantom Juliet and Andy.
My breathing quickens with anxiety when I recall it, so I try to push last night of my mind; tonight's about having fun.
CC asks me what's up, but I say I'm fine. To change the topic, he points out a girl across the other side of the dance floor: she's quite tall and thin, with short black hair that falls across her face when she looks down.
She's not really dancing with anyone in particular, and all I can do is stare at her understated beauty.
She must have felt me looking, because she glances up at me, flicking her hair and smiling shyly. Her face is pretty, with a delicate nose, plump lips and large eyes which glisten pale green. I think I can spot a small stud in her nose, as well.
I go over to her and make a few moves, and somehow she's all over me - soon after I buy her a drink.
We go back to my hotel room, and halfway there I realise I don't even know her name. Of course, I ask her.
"Sandra", she informs me.
Well that's just great. The same name as our old drummer, although she doesn't really look similar: her skin is a lot paler and she has a taller posture.
We finally get to the hotel and sneak into my room so we don't wake the other guests. I can't really remember when I went to sleep, but I did, and only in my dreams did I remember that Andy's the one I truly love.
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Take Your Hand In Mine {Andley}
FanfictionA series of drunken mistakes leads to a lot of confusion... Can Andy and Ashley salvage a relationship, or is it not meant to be? My first fanfic so constructive criticism is needed :) As you can tell, this is about Andley which is a FICTIONAL SHIP...
