A/N: Yay! I have an Ashton pic for once in my life!! The tongue out tho...😍😉 also the song "Trouble" by Cage the Elephant is on the right
We drove in without a word. Only the soft sound of "Trouble" by Cage the Elephant was heard.
I had gotten to pick the music, since I argued saying that it was my birthday.
He rolled his eyes at me—something he seemed to be doing a lot.
I ignored it, partly due to the fact that I could now listen to whatever I wanted.
I could feel him glance over at me every once in awhile, but I chose to ignore that too.
I didn't want to be filled with anxiety before I even arrived at the party.
After maybe 10 minutes, Ashton spoke.
"Need you to put this on,"
"What?"
I turned around, having been looking out the window.
Ashton had a red bandanna in his hand.
"Hope you don't mind, it's one of mine,"
The tone in his voice is awkward, and I feel as if maybe he is actually beginning to realize I didn't ruin our relationship.
The way he's been acting lately shows that he feels somewhat guilty. You can tell by the way he looks at me every couple of seconds.
I think he excepts me to be giving him the middle finger behind his back or crying or something.
The only reason I say this is because when he realizes I'm not doing anything, he sighs in relief.
Every freaking time he sighs in relief.
"It's fine,"
I take the bandanna from him and tie it tightly over my eyes.
"Bet I could drum better than you with the blindfold on,"
He scoffs.
"Have you even even held a drumstick?"
"Um, of course. I was actually in a band in high school,"
"Bet that band sucked,"
"Not as much as yours,"
He frowned in confusion.
"I thought you were a fan of 5SOS,"
I rolled my eyes, snorting at the realness of his confusion.
"Have you seen any of your fans on Twitter? I mean we may be sweet sometimes, but 99% of the time we're roasting you,"
"Oh, so it's like a Luke-Micheal relationship,"
"Mm hm,"
He giggled as he turned right.
"I'm so dumb,"
"Can't disagree with you there,"
The smile in my voice was evident, but I could almost see the guilt hit him again.
"Ashton, I forgive you,"
He turned to full on face me, I didn't know, however, since the blindfold was on.
"What?" He asked lamely.
"I, Nikki Braelynn Frey, forgive you for everything you've done to me,"
I held up my as if I was pledging something.
"But, but why? I thought you hated me,"
"I don't hate you...well I mean I did for a little while, but I forgive you because I'm over what you did now. It may hurt sometimes but it's in the past and I want to try and be friends again,"
"Oh, my, gosh, Nikki, thank you!"
As I opened my mouth to say you're welcome, Ashton yelped, suddenly veering to the left.
I screamed too despite not knowing why. My body slid to the left until I was almost touching Ashton.
And then the car stopped.
"We're...here,"
Ashton sucks in a breath between words.
I lift the blindfold from my eyes a tiny bit to glare menacingly at Ashton.
"YOU ALMOST KILLED ME BECAUSE YOU MISSED YOUR TURN!?"
"Maybe,"
Still fuming, I hopped out of the car.
"MAYBE!? I ALMOST DIED ON MY BIRTHDAY!"
"Relax, you didn't die,"
"BUT I COU—"
Ashton spun me around by the shoulders, facing me toward the destination.
The anger and frustration inside me washed away.
"Wow,"
That was the only word to describe it.
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AY GUYS! lol I have no idea where I'm going with this...
I guess I'm going to have to do some research on Montreal bc I literally have never been there...ever.
Whoops.
Anyway, love you all and
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