Here I go. Thrown back into the snake pit of normality in which I have been craving for a good 2 years. But what happens when I finally get what I've been yearning for? At the end of this weekend will I love normality and not want to go back to life of clubs, arenas and stardom? Or will I miss the attention and want that back even more? It could go either way but a taste of the past won't harm me.
"You ready bro?" Luke says unpacking his case in our shared room. "I think so.. Are you?" I ask nervously putting my Nirvana muscle tee on. "Of course it's a festival mate! I'm so excited." He squeals putting gel in what the fans call his 'beautifully perfect' quiff. "Yes Luke but what happens if we get mobbed by fans?" I ask again very anxiously as Luke just questionably looks at me as if I'm an alien "so what if we do? Take a few pictures and get security to escort us away. But just chill out we've got masks so we can blend in." He says holding up his horse head as I laugh, reassured by my best mate.
Only the security team knows who we are, what we're dressed in and out whereabouts. But that's only so we can go through the back entrance, unnoticed.. But thinking about it now most of the people who are coming through the front entrance already look drunk so I think we'll be safe.
With that I let out a massive breath, earning a few stares from the horse, pig and dog or Luke, Mike and Cal. Of course cal would choose a dog. I swear he'll marry one.."Okay let's just have fun!" Mike cheers as we all do back as the door to the venue(s) is about to open "should we stay together?" I ask worrying for the 1000th time today. "I don't mind" Luke shrugs as the other two nod "but if we do split up its no big deal" Luke speaks again as cal joins in "Ash it's the 21st century we can just text each other" he rolls his eyes as we enter the packed desert. Now this is stress.
"I don't know guys.. I'm panicking help.. Guys?" I turn around and all three of my fellow band 'mates' have left. I don't know whether it's the monkey mask which is blurring my vision or that they've ditched me. Just in case I spin to make sure it's not the mask.
It's not.
Fucking great. Been ditched at my first festival. I'm not even 20 yet how sad is that? I probably would have gone to one if I wasn't in the band and stuck with so many schedules but I guess seeing new places everyday is like our own little festival.
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Since I've been walking around this less than exciting festival for a good hour on my own now. I decide I better eat away my troubles. Screw the diet.In a few minutes I'm swiftly in the line at a Krispy Kreme stand. I might just get 12 donuts and drown myself in them.. I mean I have no one here to stop me do I? Like any of the boys would care anyway, they're all probably watching Zedd or someone perform.. Something I should be doing right now.
There are different boxes of 12; some with the same type of donut in, some with half and half and some a complete mix. Because I'm feeling adventurous today I choose a mixed box.
As I choose the woman behind the counter gives me a strange look as if to say 'if you buy this you do realise you'll get diabetes?' Yes 'barb' (as it says on her name tag) I do know what I'm doing. Some people need to stop judging.After paying a whole $10 for one box of twelve donuts, which is a complete rip off in my eyes, I find the nearest bench to eat all of these on.
Since I have nothing to do I examine all the people passing; there's one girl who is pulling on her boyfriends arm, she's wearing denim shorts and a very low cut red top with a pair of grey converse and her boyfriend looks like the stereotypical jock; he's got tight fitting black jeans on with a Dallas Cowboys jersey on and his dark hair is hiding in his SnapBack. But instead of paying attention of her, he's checking out a girl who's passing him. I don't get that, why would you look elsewhere if you've got someone who loves you right before your eyes?
On the road I've been too busy to think about love, but looking at the want for attention in this one girls eyes makes my thoughts go crazy.. I want- no I need someone to look at me like that.That's when I see her. Behind the couple I was observing earlier is a young looking girl with sandy blonde hair which is in French braids. She's wearing bright denim shorts with a medieval type off the shoulder red, patterned blouse. Matched with multiple necklaces slung around her neck and a pair of white converse. This girl is breathtaking.
She's very beautiful as well, with small features which exaggerates her face. Can I just say wow. I've never seen anyone like her before.I quickly blink to make sure this Angel is real and in a split second I've lost her in the crowd. I jump up quickly to see if I can get another glimpse of the girl that's making my heart beat at 100 miles per hour.. But alas there is no sign of her. Great. Not that I'd have the courage to actually talk to her but she was nice to look at.
That's when I notice a scream. No one around me takes notice but I do. Am I dreaming again? I assume I am and sit back on the rather uncomfortable bench. But then more screams are heard and this time they're travelling. I'm going to have to save this person since no one else is.
I'll put a picture of Ash and Lana's outfit up there^^ :)
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One In A Million ~Ashton Irwin Fanfic~
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