The Garage Band》A.I.《

Chapter 5

It's been a week and a half since we found our name, we booked a gig-our first gig-for a couple of weeks from now. When Calum talked to the owner of the bar on speakerphone we all had pretty-proud looks on our faces when the owner asked our band's name to which Calum promptly replied, "The Garage Band".  When we said that a few of us were underage, he said it was fine as long as someone at least 18 was "looking after us and made sure we didn't take a single sip". Ashton and Calum said they would, or in Ashton's terms-and I quote- "Look after the young'uns and make sure there is no mischief made, sir.", we all looked at him as if he was insane, but it seemed to persuade the owner so that's all that matters really. The end defines the means. 

Throughout the week, I've been hanging out with the boys a lot, well Ashton specifically. I can't help but feel kind of attracted to him. Whenever we've been banding, I can't help but turn around every now and then, during the other boys' solo's to find him looking at me- every time this happens we both turn a light red and look away. But whenever I begin to hope maybe he likes me, I start to think "what if he doesn't" and that stops me right in my tracks. It wouldn't work out anyway, with Luke as a part-time dad, I won't be having a boyfriend till I'm at least 30.

At the present we are practicing, a new song Luke wrote about bunking for a girl. I hope it isn't that red-head in my history class, she literally leaves nothing to the imagination. Regardless, it's a good song, I'm glad we're doing some of our own stuff at the moment, we've done a lot of dodgy covers recently and I'm kind of becoming detached from the meaning of the songs, they're not relatable to me at all and it's getting to me. When me and Luke begin the chorus we face each other, trying to match one-another's pitch, I glance over at Ashton and we lock eyes-again, we blush and I hide behind my hair. When I look up at Luke again, His face is beginning to turn red. I'm not sure if he saw my reaction to Ash's look or not so I just continue singing, like nothing happened, perhaps it didn't and I just keep on awkwardly catching Ash's eye.

When we finish and they boys begin to get going, I start to pack up the coffee table in front of the couch, "Damn Michael, keeps on getting cheese-ball-crumbs over everything." I mutter, 'I'm going to have to start locking them away,' I think. "Ahem...", someone clears their throat behind me. I stand up straight and turn around, to find Ashton rocking on his heels. He has his backpack on, and is clutching his bike, the car was actually his mum's that he was allowed to borrow occasionally. "Um... Well...ah...Ly...Lylla, would you ahhh...goonadatewithme?" he says all at once, making me stare at him with a shocked face, as I try to decipher the meaning behind his sudden out-burst. I think about it, until my brain says, 'He's asking you on a date! Ashton is asking you on a date! Say yes! Say yes!' "Yes?", I say, making it sound like a question because though my mind had processed, I still hadn't. "Oh...Um... cool... can I pick you up tomorrow at one?" he questions, sounding surprised I'd actually said yes, he started scratching the back of his neck, half way through, a thing I have noticed he does when he's nervous. "Sounds good..." I say anxiously, 'God, I am bad at this kind of stuff,' I think. There is a pause in conversation, to which I start blushing again and hide behind my hair, before Ashton says "Cool, see you tomorrow then." he smiles and turns his bike around before taking off, with only one foot on a pedal.