Between love and hate - Ashley Purdy

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Ashley pov

After a long day of recording for the new album, I always looked forward to getting to see me girlfriend.

Yes. I, Ashley fuckin Purdy, said girlfriend. We've been dating in secret, only my band mates know. We're both worried about the public opinion of it. She scared of getting trash talked, and I'm worried about my image. Don't get me wrong, I love her. But I'm known for going for the playboy type of women, the ladies man. (Y/N) isn't what I usually go for. She's beautiful, modest, kind hearted...she's tamed this outlaw. And tonight I was going to show her how much I care about her. A dinner date.

I opened the door to her apartment quietly, a bouquet of flowers behind my back, only I get my heart stomped on. She was on the phone...

"Sure! It'll be perfect. No, he dosnt know!" She said with a giggle "he should be home soon actually....okay. Okay. I'll see you later...of course I won't forget! It has to be perfect. Ashley won't know. But when he finds out, it'll shock him...I'm sure it will hit him in the heart, hard." She giggled again.

Making my presence known, slamming the door shut. She gasped, fumbling with her phone "I have to go!" She hung up, looking at me with her oh so innocent smile.

"What will hit me hard in the heart, (Y/N)?" I'm beyond furious. My hand shook behind my back, probably crushing the stems of the flowers.

"Nothing babe." She said with a nervous smile. I lost it. Her fucking smile gave by away.

"Don't fucking lie to me (Y/N)! Who the fuck was that?! Are you cheating on me?!" I dropped the flowers on the ground, my hands in fists at my sides

"What?! No!" She looked like a deer in the headlights

"I said..." My anger got control. "Don't fucking lie to me!" A loud slap echoed in the room. She held her cheek on one hand, looking like she was about to cry. Oh shit. "(Y/N)....."

Before I could say another word, she started to scream "I'm not cheating on you Ashley! That was my friend on the phone, he was helping me set up a surprise for you! It's our five month anniversary! I wanted it to be special! And FYI, my friend, he's gay! So no I wasn't cheating on you!"

"Shit, (Y/N)...I..."

"Shut up Ashley!" Into her bedroom with a loud slam of the door. I say on the couch, holding my head in my hands. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! After a while I got up, going to her room and knocking on the door "(Y/N)? I'm sorry...it probably dosnt mean much but I am sorry...you know how I am, I don't think before I act... I love you (Y/N), so much. Please, I'm sorry." I rested my head against the door, running a hand through my hair.

"You really need to get that under control." She peeked out from the doorway, making me step back. She was still frowning though. "I forgive you, only because I love you. But I'm still fucking pissed that you slapped me!" With that, her hand mimicked what mine did to her earlier, my cheek suddenly stinging. The rage started to build once more. "Bitch!" I growled, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her against the wall. (Y/N) looked up at me with alittle fear, but a sly grin crossed her face. That grin pissed me off, in all the right way. With a growl I kissed her hard, biting her lower lip. "Wipe the damn grin off your face, (Y/N)."

"Yes sir..."

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We ended up on the bed a few hours later, both naked aside from the sheet covering us. "You know." She started, looking up at me "I hate it when we fight. But I love the aftermath. Also, the flowers were beautiful." I grinned down at her and kissed her forehead "me too, (Y/N). What were you planning to do anyway?"

"You mean the surprise I was planning? I was going to give you a custom bass guitar...one with the quotes from our song written on it. It's custom made...on the back has a cartoon of me as a Purdy girl pin up doll...." She blushed, looking nervous about the gift.

"(Y/N), it sounds amazing. I can't wait to play it." I kissed her lips, enjoying the moment. Fuck the dinner plans, all I needed was (Y/N) cuddled up to my side. My Purdy girl.

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