The Mix Up (Ashley Purdy Love Story)

Kill, Kill!

"I'm going to fucking murder you, Ashley Purdy!" I screamed before lunging at him.

He cackled like a mad man and threw the bucket away before running on stage. The fans that had stayed behind, hopeful that they'd meet the band members, and began to chant his name. He seemed to soak in the attention and winked and smiled at his fan girls, earning screams of adoration from them.

He thinks he so smart, thinking that I won't attack him in front of his fans. Well, he has another thing coming. I turned around and grabbed the drummer's water (What were their names again?) and he didn't seem to mind, instead raising his fist in a mock salute.

"Get that bastard." He joked.

I rushed onto stage and began to toss the bottle at him. He seemed to be shocked that I had the guts to come after him, but it didn't last long. He grabbed a water bottle left behind and doused the water onto my head. I squealed when the water hit me, and I froze long enough in shock for him to grab me around the waist and dump the rest of bottle on me. 

With the rest of the drummer's water I splashed it in his face, and when his eyes scrunched together, I grabbed his hat off his head.

"Lexi!" He warned when I wiggled out of his grasp, hat in hand and giving him a teasing smile.

I stuck my tongue out childishly and placed the hat on my head, styling it for him. He didn't seem amused and slowly walked towards me, and with every step he took, I took one back. I was actually having fun with this but I would never admit that. 

"I really like this hat, Ashley," I teased. "I think it even looks better on me."

"Don't make me chase you." He threatened.

I laughed, "You already have! Come on, think better than that, Purdy!"

He smirked, "I didn't want it to come down to this."

"To what?" I asked in confusion.

During my moment of confusion, Ashley charged at me. I bet my eyes comically when he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.

"What is it with you picking me up?" I screamed and pounding on his back.

"You're so wet, Lexi," He laughed and my face flushed red. "Did I do that to you? Sorry."

"You pervert!" I screeched.

He simply laughed at my embarrassment. He continued to carry me off stage, past his laughing band members, and towards a tour bus. Why were we going on his tour bus? "He has one night stands," I remember Brenda saying. He had another thing coming if he thought that I was going to sleep with him. I wasn't that type of girl, not even for a rock star. 

We reached the bu and he stepped in, me still on his back. I was shouting when he threw my roughly on the couch. When I tried to stand up, he softly shoved me back down until I sat placidly and didn't attempt leave again.

"I'm lesbian." I blurted out, trying to keep his thoughts out of the gutter. He wouldn't try to advance on me if he knew that I didn't swing his way, right?

He raised an eyebrow, "Sure, Lexi."

"Seriously. You know the girl I was with? Yeah, she's my girlfriend." I fibbed.

His face was right in front of mine in a millisecond, his warm breath fanning my flushed cheeks. I could see so much emotion in his eyes, the dark liquid swallowing me. His toned arms were on either side of me, trapping me in. Everything and it was just Ashley.

Am I breathing?

"You're not lesbian." Ashley stated before pulling away from me.

I swallowed a gulp of air. My heart was pounding in my ears and my gut felt strange. What had happened? I tried to shaek the feeling off but it was still there, making my skin tingle and sweat to break out.

"Well, I like girls too." I stuttered, my brain going blank and all thought process disappearing.

"That'll come in handy for the future." He smirked that cocky smirk before walking into the back of the bus, disappearing from my sight of view.

I blushed a brilliant red, "I won't have a threesome with you!"

"That may change!" He replied and I heard shuffling from his direction.

"What are you doing?" I asked just as he returned.

"Put this on." He ordered and threw sweats and a black shirt at me.

I blinked in shock and looked down at my soaked jean shirts and see through white tank top. I've been getting wet all day and it's never bother me. He had even found me sitting at the water hose and at the time he hadn't seem bothered by it.

"Thanks but I'm fine." I said kindly.

That was sweet of him, to think that I was uncomfortable being exposed around him.

"That shirt is very reveling and you're sexy as fuck wet," Ashley said with no hesitation. My eyes were probably bulging out of their sockets at his bluntness. "Please go change before I fuck you on that couch."

With a squeak, I bolted off the couch and to the back of the bus, holding the shirt to my chest.

Guess I spoke to soon.



Hey guys, long time no update! Are you guys liking the direction this story is going? I hope I'm getting Ashley down right. Lexi is definitely one of my favorite characters to write about.

Thank you for all the comments and favorites! Keep them coming, they make me super happy :) Even though I barely update as it is (sorry) my updates will be spaced out between each since school has started.

PS: This is probably the longest author's note I've ever done...