Painful Love (MC fanfiction)

4 | Opportunity

MICHAEL'S POV

"That was such amazing food!" I said, patting my bloated belly.

Ashley laughed her beautiful and addictive laugh and shook her head. God, her smile was so enticing.

"I loved my lasagne." Aleisha said. "Thanks Ash!"

"You're welcome." Ashley said.

"Yeah, I loved my roasted chicken. Thanks other Ash." Ashton said.

She laughed harder. "You're welcome."

She stopped laughing and looked out the window as Ashton reversed. She turned her head and looked at me. She smiled warmly. I smiled wider at the sight of her smile. I just wanted to pull her into me and connect our lips.

"Michael?" Her voice cut me out of my imagination. "You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah." I nodded quickly. Calum snorted then burst out laughing.

"Michael, you gotta stop making it so obvious, bro." He laughed louder.

I blushed madly and rolled my eyes, turning my body to look outside.

"Michael?" I heard my name being called softly despite the loud nonsense chattering between my bandmates and the only other girl. I turned to look at Ashley. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I asked. She placed her hand softly on mine and electicity jolted up my arm. I shot up in my seat and stared at her wide eyed. I have never felt love, nor have I  ever felt that before.

"Because of that. What's wrong?" She seemed to notice my reaction to her touch. She looked genuinely worried and concerned. Oh, she was so oblivious to the effect she had on me.

"Nothing, I promise." I shook my head. My mind was screaming 'EVERYTHING IS WRONG' but I wouldn' give in to my stupid brain.

"If there's anything wrong at all, I'll always be here to listen and help. Don't hesitate to turn to me, alright?" I almost chuckled. I imagined myself confessing my love towards Ashley to Ashley herself and asking her for help.

"Yes, I will. Thank you." My heart softened at her kind gesture and I was putty in her hands.

"Turn the volume up! Turn the volume up!" Luke screamed from behind me.

"For any bands wanting to get their taste of fame, ring us on [random radio station number] and we'll call fifteen of you to play for us in our BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge."

"We have to call!" Luke screamed. Calum whipped out his phone and dialled as fast as he can.

"Right now, we'll kick you in with One Direction's Perfect." And with that, the song started playing.

"Hello? Yeah, I'm calling because I wanna be one of your fifteen bands to play at your Live Lounge. I have my band with me." Calum said, putting the call on speaker.

"Great. Can you guys come to our radio station tomorrow at around six and fill in needed information?" He asked.

"Yes, yes, yes! We can!" Luke yelled from the back of the car.

"Awesome. See you there. What's your band name?" He asked.

"We don't have one yet." Ashton said.

"So how do I introduce you?" He asked.

"We'll come up with a name by then." Ashton promised.

"Okay then. How many of you are there?" He asked.

"Four. Four boys." I said.

"Great. Bye." He said and hung up.