Chapter 7
They say that you can't always get everything you wish for. You can't just wish upon a star and then make your every little dream come true because reality is a bitch. But they also say that you shouldn;t be scared to make that wish. I was always jealous of these popular kids, getting everything, I used to think that someday it will also happen to me. And there he was. Giving me a little glance from the seat across. The afternoon sun's rays going trough the tour bus' window lightened his blonde hair in this incredible way I couln't resist from staring. Well I bet every girl on this planet wouldn't be able to as well. Everything about him was just so perfect. They way he pulled funny faces, the way he wore his tanktops, the way he smiled at me when I was catching him at looking at me. The fact that he was the most lovable guy in the world and I just wanted to finally spend some time alone with him again. But it was Friday afternoon, the last day before the first show of American Tour. They were going to Florida to play there and then coming back to San Francisco for few days more. Thank God my dad was doing a really good job with them so the managent decided he will keep on supervising them (mostly the timetables and meetings though) during the whole American Tour. I was allowed to actually stay with them until September, because then I was starting my college. I didn't even want to think about the moment when the boys and my dad will fly back to Sydney and my mom will move back in. I needed to use my time to the fullest but we all would rather do it in a lazy way.
-Here- Ashton, who was sitting on my left, jabbed me in my arm, handing me one of his earphones and moving closer on the couch- You obviously heard of The Passenger right?- he said giving me his famous cheeky smile while I was trying to plug the earphone to my ear.
-Sure I did, I actually adore their music so much! Do you have their latest album?- I asked taking his iPhone from his hand and started to go trough his playlists. At this moment our thighs were already touching and he leaned his head over my shoulder to see what I was doing. I swear, no matter how much I thought I loved Luke and how he was sitting right in front of us, being next to a guy like Ashton was the actual best feeling in the world. Warmth of his body was making me feel loved and safe and his smell was a pure heaven on Earth.
-Here, found it, you have too many songs on here I just- I said putting on "Holes", one of my favourites by this band, trying to act cool. Truth is, I needed to admit that, he was just taking my breath away for a little and I couldn't help.
-Ya guys are so cute- Calum quickly moved on the seat next to Luke, who was pretending to be interested in California's landscape, looking trough the window at this very moment, and he unexpectedly took a photo of us. Looking at Luke I remembered what he told me yesterday. I perfeclty remembered every single world. Like if I was burned, I jumped on the couch in front of me, right into the tiny spot between Luke and the bus' window, leaving confused Ashton on the opposite seat. I still had his iPhone in my hand so not very charitably I started going trough his camera roll ( over 4K pictures if you were curious, I'd even expect more but). Luke gave him this significant grin and leaned his head over my shoulder just like Ashton did few minutes ago. My heart was beating so fast it could possibly jump out from my chest but my mind made me think about one little difference. Luke has fallen for me fro the first sight, there was no other option. Of course, he totally shocked me with this confession yesterday on the cliff and I still thought things were happening all too fast. I would sell all my goods to date him, but since he told me how he actually feels about me there was no need, we both just couldnt see a world beside each other. Wait, do we both, seriously? Because going back to the difference you just couldn't feel the tention between us when we were sitting so close. Despite it was the only thought running through my head I tried to ignore it, not taking it as neither a good or bad sign. When I was at the around thousandth selfie of Ashton, the tour bus stopped and my dad jumped out of his cabin. These six hours passed by unbelievably quick
