Ash's P.O.V
Brad sent me back a text."They were fighting over you?! 😂😂😂😂. That's the funniest joke ever! Oh, God. They look messed UP. How are you going to hide it though? Paparazzi and fans are going to find out! This sounds like a "you" problem. I'll gladly help!...😂"
I tilted my head nodding up to my room, hoping he would get the message. Thankfully, he did. Now, here is when "Brad, The Great" steps in to fix this mess.
Jack's P.O.V
What the hell?! This...guy comes into Ash's bedroom and suddenly they're friends?!? Hannah looked at me and sent me a text.
"If you're getting jealous, they're just friends. They've been friends since their teens. You know, you got a thing for her haven't you? ;)"
I looked at her and rolled my eyes. No, I didn't like Ash...I loved her.
I am a real idiot.
She then sent me a big, long text on how these two met, for both sides of the story. Brad had a crush on her, but it went soon and Ash thought he was a stupid idiot. I sighed, obviously relieved.
Ash's P.O.V
"So, my plan is to get the two to forgive each ot-"
"No shit, Sherlock" I giggled.
"ASH, WE ARE ON A TWO SCHEDULE AND I'D APPRECIATE IT IF YOU SHUT UP." Brad yelled in a fake teacher voice.
"Mm, so, forgiving. Great plan Brad, good luck with that" I said sarcastically, getting up and walking to the door.
"Nuh uh, sit back down and listen." Brad said, picking me up and placing me on the bed.
He scribbled on the tiny whiteboard we grabbed from our work room. He drew little stickmen and grabbed the red and blue marker making blood and bruises. He then drew a girl with long hair reaching the floor (which was an exaggeration since my hair was down to my mid back) and drew a dress.
"So this is the problem" he said, circling my stickwoman in a red marker.
"And these are the two, innocent boys unfortunately trapped in it" pointing towards.
"Hey! You got trapped in it once" I said, whipping my hairover my shoulder.
"Well, I managed to scrap my way out before you fell into my trap" he shot back.
"Like you have one!" I laughed.
He blushed. He looked flustered and began stuttering.
"Anyway...we have a protector and a lover in this group." He said continuing.
"So...." I said making arm gestures, motioning him to continue.
"That's all I got" he said wiping the board.
"YOU STATED THE OBVIOUS!" I yelled.
I was gonna choke him if he didn't move my hands.
He laughed, closing the door and held my shoulders, causing me to wince in pain. Stupid bruises.
"Listen Ash, you are going to have to speak to them soon. You're going on tour which requires team effort, right?"
I sighed and nodded, he's right. As per usual.
"So might as well make a start now, unless you want your band to split faster that Zayn and ruin your chances with Jack" he said kindly.
I nodded smiling at his 1D joke and then taken back.
"W-what was the last thing you said?!" I stuttered, blushing.
"You and Jack. It'll ruin your chances if you don't talk to him" he said, phrasing it differently.
"Ohh, no. I don't like Jack" I mumbled.
"You do. I seen the way you look at each other. It's like Connor with his Bearded Dragon. In love." He laughed.
"Ok...Yeah. BUT TELL A LIVING SOULD I SWEAR-"
"OK, OK JEEZ!!" He yelled, running out.
Jack's P.O.V
I was walking upstairs to grab my phone I left on my bed. I passed Ash's room hearing laughter and shouting. I knew nothing was going on, so I was very happy. I mean VERY HAPPY. Especially just to hear her beautiful laugh...
But she probably hates my guts for beating up a bandmate of hers. But my feelings are still strong.
I went to my room and grabbed my phone. I walked past the room again. It was pretty quiet. I pushed my ear against the door, listening.
" Listen Ash, you are going to have to speak to them soon. You're going on tour which requires team effort, right?"
I heard silence. She's probably nodding.
" So might as well make a start now, unless you want your band to split faster that Zayn and ruin your chances with Jack"
I was standing there waiting for a response.
" W-what was the last thing you said?!" I heard a feminine voice.
" You and Jack. It'll ruin your chances if you don't talk to him"
Of course he said it in a different way! I was trying my best not to laugh.
" Ohh, no. I don't like Jack"
Don't know why I felt disappointed, I knew this already.
" You do. I seen the way you look at each other. It's like Connor with his Bearded Dragon. In love."
Really? I don't want to jump into conclusions, but I'd say that's more like me.
" Ok...Yeah. BUT TELL A LIVING SOUL I SWEAR-"
SHE LIKES ME?!?!?
I heard footprints.Shoot.
I sprinted to my room pretending I just got my phone from the bed.
I saw the two run with water guns and Ash smiling. The she turned to me and smiled and looked as if she was going to say something, but then she got shot with water.
A water fight?!
Count me in.
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The Beats (Jack Johnson Fanfic)
FanfictionAshley is the beautiful, talented, kind lead singer. Along with her sister Violet, her friends Hannah, Spencer and Luca have been a band since they were in their teens and went, and still are going on tours. Ashley soon encounters these boys, Jack...