Forever And Always

Chapter 1

Ashley's POV

I flaunt it. 

I let my reasonable self go and let my mature yet almost slutty look take over. 

My strawberry blonde hair is flowing behind me due to the slightly chilly night wind and my face has only a little amount of make-up since the make-up artists believe that I am naturally beautiful and I only need some lip-gloss and mascara to bring out my light blue eyes and red pouty lips. 

I walk smoothly down the cat walk, making sure I flex my long tanned legs to show how tight and hot they are. I hear cheering but I block it out, making my whole body be absorbed by the music. 

I am sporting new denim shorts that are so tight that I, being as skinny as I am could barely fit into them. A slim tank-top covers my top half and it is jewelled and beaded neatly giving it a rock star kind of look. A little short-sleeved cream cardigan is wrapped around the tank-top giving a final touch of stardom. High-heels I can barely keep my balance in are snug at my feet, there shiny black with a cute fashion designer buckle. 

I get to the end of the cat walk and strike my seductive final pose drawing hoots and wolf-whistles from the audience. 

I turn around and strut back, hiding my grimace. 

All the guys just want to be with me because I'm pretty; they don't even know who I am. 

I think about what would happen if they got their wish and I kissed them, which brought a light chuckle out of me. They would be in for a surprise. 

I enter back into the dressing room and am surrounded by my make-up artists, hair stylists and my best friend also my agent Alessia. 

"Darling you did fantastic out there! The crowd is going wild, chanting your name and everything!" Alessia gushes, smiling at me proudly. 

"Thanks Alessia, I did my best." I smile at her enthusiasm; she's into this almost as much as me. 

My world revolves around my work, I need to be on the go and ready for anything even a diet of eating absolutely nothing. 

"Alright everybody, that's it for the night! Get dressed, go home, sleep and be back here bright and early for training!" Alessia enthuses, almost shoving everyone out the door. 

I chuckle quietly and dress into my tatty jeans and hoodie to make sure that the least amount of fans will realize it's me. 

"Bye Alessia," I call at her, smiling lazily. 

"Bye darling, now remember to be careful you're out best and very famous model so you have to keep an eye out for stalkers." Alessia says firmly, anger shining in her eyes. 

Alessia is so darn protective. 

"Yes mam!" I laugh and walk out of the dressing room. 

I am immediately surrounded by fans and paparazzi screaming my name, asking question or even going into hysterics. 

"Ummm... hi?" I squeak, it comes out like I'm asking them if it's okay to say hi. 

"Ashley is it true that you are now in a relationship with a guy who you used to know when you were young?" A reporter shoved a microphone under my mouth. 

"No, I have no idea who you're talking about." I say firmly. 

"Ashley, over here," another reporter screams from my left "is it true that you are just naturally that beautiful or do you secretly get plastic surgery?" 

"I was born like this; I would never get plastic surgery... its wrong." I mumble loudly enough for them to hear. 

"We are now having campaigns about Free Hugs, what do you think about this?" Another reporter asks loudly over the screaming.