{Allison's POV}
I was surprised when Claire said she was a Calum girl, she was a die hard Luke girl. I just shrugged it off, maybe she was into Calum? After we finished Ashton pulled me aside.
"Hey, we should go out sometime. Like just the two of us. Without everyone else," he shyly suggested.
"Okay, sure," I blushed. Was this actually happening?
"How about tomorrow night? I could pick you up, and then we could have dinner," he smiled.
"Okay. Do you want my number?" I wrote it on the back of his hand and he put it in his phone.
"See you tomorrow." I rushed over to Claire o once they left.
"So Ashton just asked me out! We're going to dinner tomorrow night! This is insane, how does this just happen?" I squealed.
"That's great! I never would've thought anything like this could ever happen! I'm freaking out!" Claire decided to stay the night at my house so we headed back. I stayed up most of the night texting Ashton. He was really sweet, and although I was really into Michael it was fun getting this kind of attention from someone famous.
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"Holy shit! Allison wake up!" Claire yelled to me. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock. It was 6:30.
"What's up?" I asked, propping myself up on my elbows.
"Look, I just logged onto twitter and our pictures are everywhere. Us with them. I didn't see any paparazzi, did you?"
"No, but they are famous. What did you expect?" I shrugged.
"How is this not a big deal to you? This is absolutely crazy. What if we're hated on, followed, recognized? I don't want this attention," she groaned.
"I don't think it's a big deal. It'll probably die down, I wouldn't worry."
"Well if this goes bad, I'm blaming you." Later on Ashton pulled into my driveway in a rental car. We got in and he started a conversation right away.
"So I suppose you've seen the pictures on twitter?" He began.
"Uh, yeah. What does this mean?" I asked.
"Huh?"
"What's going to happen? Is this going to become a regular thing? Because we were seen with you once, will they be looking for us later on? Are fans going to hate us?" He took a while to answer.
"I can't really say, I mean I don't think the fans will hate on you. They're not like that. And as for the paps, they're just annoying. They don't literally follow you everywhere," he carefully replied. When we got to the restaurant we slipped through the back and got a table near the exit.
"Is this how this is gonna be? Are we going to have to sneak around?" I certainly hoped not.
"No, just until it's official," he said, winking at me. I could feel myself blush. After we ordered we talked and told each other about ourselves. He told me a lot about his family, much of which I already knew. Later on he walked me to my door.
"So, you wanna go out again sometime? I really had a good time," he inquired.
"Me too. Sure, anytime."
"I'll text you." He leaned in a pecked me on the cheek. I knew my cheeks were as red as they could get. I kicked off my heels and went straight to the phone to call Claire.
"Hey. How was your date?" I asked her.
"Really good, he's so sweet. How about yours?"
"Amazing."
"So everyone was gonna hang out tomorrow at my house, and Cal told me to invite everyone. Be there at noon?"
"Absolutely!"
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I let myself into Claire's house and found everyone in the living room. I sat down by Claire which just so happened to be really close to Michael. I liked Ashton, but I still really liked Michael.
"I'm thirsty," Luke announced.
"I'll go get drinks. You guys want soda?" I asked. I headed towards the kitchen and heard someone come up behind me.
"I'll help," I heard Michael say. I was so nervous it wasn't even funny. I grabbed a few cans and accidentally dropped one on the floor. The can dented.
"Shit," I mumbled, reaching down to grab it. Michael bent down to grab it at the same time and we knocked our heads together. I giggled and let him grab the can.
"Sorry about that." He seemed really embarrassed.
"It's fine," I smiled. I couldn't believe I was talking to Michael Clifford. I handed him a few sodas and grabbed a few myself. We went back into the living room. Ashton came over to me and put his arm around me, while Michael looked over every few minutes. I was kind of uncomfortable, I didn't know who I liked more. Not that Michael even liked me at all.
