This Is Our Sweet Blasphemy: An Ashley Purdy Love Story

We Become

Though our breif past wasn't that amazing, I hoped that Holly and I would work out nicely. I also, however, kept my eye out for the possibility of a cheater among me and my fragile heart. So far, there was no sign of a positive loss, but I wasn't giving up on watching.

I woke up this morning with an unbearable craving for some damn donuts. Feeling like I should listen to myself on the day of the concert, I forced Holly out of bed and onto the floor. I held myself over her and kissed her softly before helping her up and into the closet. "Change! And look cool!" I shouted through the door as I dressed as my on-stage Ashley.

Holly walked out a few moments later, all pretty and perfect. "Where we goin', Ashley-boo?" she asked, watching me as I did my hair and applied a  generous helping of my favorite warpaint.

I smiled and chuckled. "Oh, you'll see." I responded, wearing my famous mysterious smile.

She smiled back and walked with me out into the parking lot. I took the band's van and drove down the street to the Krispy Kreme I was so familiar with, from the first concert's night when my cravings had driven me to buy donuts.

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"Krispy Kreme?" Holly asked. I nodded in response.

"Yeah, what's so bad about that?" I replied, parking the car and getting out.

When we walked in, a whole group of young kids and such walked over to us. One girl nearly fainted. "Y-you're A-ashley Purdy!" she stuttered.

I laughed as I signed her BVB shirt and gave her a meet and greet pass for today's show. She squealed in delight. I smiled. I loved to make my fans happy. Happily, I ordered up some donuts with Holly and we dined hungrily on the sugar-loaded pastries. I ended up signing another chair and the wall before leaving.

When we got in the car, Holly laughed. "So the show is tonight?" she asked.

I nodded. "This was my pre-show sugar craving." I explained. "It curbs the harsh nerves."

Holly nodded knowingly and the van fell silent. I drove to the place I knew that would probably sell us my favorite, hold-all hairspray, as well as some other odds and ends. I looked at Holly. She was staring at her hands.

I pulled into a parking lot and leaned over. Ever so gently, I placed a kiss on her pale pink cheek and brushed her bangs out of her eyes. "You're beautiful honey." I whispered.

She remained quiet. I turned her chin with my hand and kissed her on the lips, gently. "I love you baby."

Unexpectedly, Holly bursted into tears. I pulled her into my lap and kissed her, comforting her. "I love you. Please don't cry. Please."

Silence took over the car. "Holly?" i asked.

She nodded. I took over. "You're mine."