Rebel Love Song: A BVB Love Story

I Wasn't Talking About You

DJ's POV

We all took our last glimpses at the hotel we just left , as our tour bus drove us away to our next destination. Georgia! I sighed and headed to the back where all the bunks were to grab my new IPhone.

I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind. I jumped until I realized it was just Ashley. "Hey, babe, how you feelin'?" He asked, swaying us back and forth together. "Ehh, my stomach isn't really feeling the best." I joked, pretending to feel pain in my stomach, knowing what he would so next. "Oh. Well I'll be right back." He said. A minute later, he came back.

"Hey Babe, I'm your nurse. Please take off your shirt...I need to give you a vaccine." He smirked, laying me on his bunk. I smirked back. "Where's the needle?" I asked. "There is no real needle." He admitted. He began kissing down my neck until the bus hit a bump and Ashley hit his head on the wood of the top bunk. He cringed in pain. "Dammit!" He yelled, rubbing his head. Jake came in. Oh, really??!!

"What?" He asked, looking at Ashley. "Nothing." Ashley answered. I got up from the bunk and went to the kitchen for some Lucky Charms. I've been craving them.

Bella's POV

I was walking from to end to end of the tour bus because I was like SUPER bored! That was until I spotted DJ with Lucky Charms. I dunked my hand in the box and grabbed a handful of it and continued walking. "Hey!" DJ complained, holding onto the cereal box like it was her own child. I chuckled at DJ's craziness. I kept walking until I got to the bunk room where I got a phone call. I sat on Andy's bunk where Jack was sleeping and took my phone from my pocket. It was an unknown number but I answered it anyway. That was when DJ walked in with her cereal.

"Hello?" I said into the phone. "Hello, Emo freak." An annoying female voice said on the other side. What? "Umm, excuse me? Who is this?" I asked, offended. "Aww, you don't remember me?" She asked. "No. How would I-" I froze. Wait. I knew that annoying voice anywhere. Ashleigh. She was this slutty girly bitch that bullied DJ and I with her skanks. They called us Emo freaks, bitches, ugly asses, and much more. DJ and I HATED her. "Ashleigh?!" I yelled. DJ looked at me with her eyes wide. "Yes, dumbass, it's me. Did you miss me?" She asked in her annoying Barbie voice. "No, bitch, I didn't! Why are you talking to me?! You should be at the fucking strip pole!" I yelled, then hung up before she could answer. I blocked her number so she couldn't call back. "Was that Ashleigh. The Barbie?" DJ asked. "Yesh." I said. DJ giggled. Yesh was yes. It's an inside joke.

"But seriously, I hate that bitch." I said. "Yea me too. I just wanna let it all out..." DJ said. "Go ahead." I started. "Say how much of a bitch Ashleigh is! Say how much you hate that asshole! Say how much of a whore Ashleish is!" I yelled, letting out all of my anger too. Next thing you know, DJ blew up. "THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE, ASHLEIGH, IS SO RETARDED!!! I HATE THAT BITCH!!!! ASHLEIGH IS JUST NOTHING BUT A WHORE!!!!!!" She bellowed. Damn, she was loud. DJ breathed in and out, calming herself down. "Did that make you feel better?" I asked. She nodded.

"Why don't you just go talk to the GOOD Ashley. YOUR Ashley." I suggested for her, indicating I was talking about her boyfriend. She nodded and smiled, walking out the room and heading to find Ash.

Ashley's POV

I was walking past the bunk room when I heard DJ screaming. "THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE, ASHLEY, IS SO RETARDED!!! I HATE THAT BITCH!!!! ASHLEY IS NOTHING BUT A WHORE!!!!!!" My heart shattered into a million pieces. Why? Why would DJ say that about me. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I thought she loved me. I brushed my tears away. I gave her everything and she says that about me. I actually thought she was the one. I guess not. The bus parked at a gas station and I walked outside, leaning on the side of the bus, thinking about DJ. I need to get her out of my mind. She fucking said those things about me when she said she loved me with all her heart. If this is how DJ wants it, then so be it.


DJ's POV

I was looking around for Ash and realized he was outside, leaning on the side of the tour bus, since the bus stopped for gas at a gas station. He looked mad as hell. I walked off the bus and towards him. "Hey, babe." I said, smiling. He didn't answer, but I'm pretty sure I heard a small growl. "Are you ok?" I asked. He still didn't answer. What's his problem? He turned to face me fully, and just glared at me like he was gonna murder me. "Ash, what's wrong?" I asked lightly. He blew up. "LIKE YOU DONT KNOW!!!" He shouted. I jumped. "No, I don't. What's wrong?" I asked, still keeping my light voice. "I HEARD EVERY FUCKING THINK YOU SAID ABOUT ME, DJ!!! EVERYTHING!!!!" He yelled again. "What? What are you talking abou-" I started, but then I realized what he must've heard earlier. "Oh." I finished.

"OH? THAT'S ALL YOU SAY AFTER EVERYTHING YOU SAID ABOUT ME!!!!!! DJ, I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME, AND I LOVED YOU TOO!!!" He bellowed.

"Ashley , I wasn't talking abou-" he cut me off. "YOU KNOW WHAT, DJ!? I DONT WANNA HEAR IT!!! GOODBYE!!!" He yelled, walking past me and back onto the bus. Tears leaked from my eyes as he left me. I'm pretty sure he just broke up with me. "But," I started. " I wasn't talking about you."