Manipulative || A.I.

Scheming

Sarah POV

How crappy can I dress and still get away with it? Sarah thought as she reached for a pair of wine stained, over-worn sweatpants from the bottom of her closet. 

Probably not this bad. 

There was a knock on her front door and she dropped the pants and ran to look through the peep hole. Amelia stood there looking as fabulous as she always had. Pulling open the door for her to enter, Sarah looked at the skin tight jeans, a beat up flannel with a flowing white tank top underneath. Her brown hair was up in a messy bun and she still looked like perfection. 

"How do you do that?" Sarah laughed looking her friend up and down. 

"I don't know what you mean?" 

"How do you look like you put no effort into what you did but still come out looking like you are ready for a red carpet event?" Sarah joked. 

Amelia rolled her eyes and gave Sarah the once over. 

"Why are you not ready yet?" Amelia huffed out. 

"I don't know what to wear to these kinds of things. Especially when I don't even want to be there," She walked back to her room and picked up those same sweatpants she was still wondering about. 

"Oh hell no. You're not going to ruin this night by wearing those. You will dress casual and appropriate," Amelia walked to Sarah's closet and began to push hanger after hanger to one side shaking her head disapprovingly at the clothing. 

"Do you have any non-designer clothing?" Amelia rolling her eyes and dropping her hands to make a loud slapping noise on her thighs. 

"I like designer. it may put me in debt but it makes me feel happy," Sarah walked over to her closet. 

It was true. Sarah liked clothing and accesories because, unlike people, they couldn't let her down. They were always there for Sarah. When her last boyfriend broke up with her she walked right into Saks and bought $2000 worth of clothing and shoes. 

"You know one day you're going to find someone who makes all clothing and shoes seem like such a disappointment," Amelia finally seemed to find something she deemed concert appropriate and rushed Sarah to dress. 

 Looking at herself in the mirror she was surprised that a casual look could be accomplished with the clothing she had. She was also impressed with how comfortable and free she felt. Although she had a love for clothing she always felt she never looked exactly right. But in this she felt she was a step closer to feeling that perfection she envied in Amelia. 

"Now can we get outta here. We're already late," Amelia tossed a leather fringed clutch to Sarah who caught it and tossed her wallet inside. 

"Yeah. Let's get this night over with so I will never have to hear about this guy ever again."

Ashtons POV

"So she just walked out of the date, you made out with her, and now you convinced Amelia to bring her to our concert tonight?" Calum summed up. 

"Yep. I could tell what she thought about me. She thought 'oh he's a drummer. That's classic. He is probably going nowhere with his life and has no future goals.'" He tried to mimic her American accent and thought he nailed it pretty decently. 

"So why would you want her to come to our show?" Luke grabbed a water off the table and fell onto the couch across from Ash. 

"To prove her wrong. And hopefully get her back to my hotel room for the night," he smirked remembering how her lips felt on his and how he wanted to take her home and have those lips echo his name. 

"Are you still on this 'a girl in every country' kick?" Calum rolled his eyes leaning back on the couch.

"Well the US is a pretty big country so I was thinking one in every state here," he smirked and heard everyone of them groan.

"Well I'm sorry you actually want relationships, but I am in a semi successful band and I am gonna use that to my advantage. I don't know why you wouldn't want to do the same," Ashton stood up and walked out of the green room to leave the judging eyes and minds that were all sat around him.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and he reached in to grab it.

Amelia: We just got here. How come you guys are not on stage? Fashionably late or something?

He scoffed and replied.

Nope. Just waiting for this very text. See you guys soon.  

He gave the thumbs up to the lighting guy and soon the stage went dark. The boys came out from the green room and they all stood in their small huddle to do their pre concert routine and finally they started to run up onto the stage. 

The screams from the fans ignited the life into Ashton's body and he grabbed the sticks from the container on the side of his drum set and he started to slam them together to start the beat of their first song. 

And the lights came on and the crowd got even louder as they screamed their names, and sang to the song. As he pumped his foot onto the bass drum, tapped the symbol, and banged on the snare he felt everything release from his body. 

When he was on stage everything else disappeared. It was his absolution from the world he had to live in. Those drums let him get out everything he needed to forget. Being on that stage, doing what he loved, was his own private getaway. No one could come in and take it away from him.

He relaxed his entire body and when he finished the first song he began to look around the crowd. 

He felt something that worried him. Something or someone was trying to invade his getaway. And when he looked a bit harder he saw just who was trying to capture his retreat. 

Her eyes were wide as she turned her head to look at all the screaming girls with a shock he was hoping would play across her face. Amelia waved at him and he waved back. Most of the girls thought it was directed at them and began to scream louder and he saw Sarah jump at the new octave they had reached. 

He shook his fringe out of his face and gave his wide grin as his eyes finally were met with those of the one girl he was here to. not necessarily impress, but prove what he does was an actual career. And with her realization will come what he wanted in the first place. 

Thank you all for reading. Comment and vote please? I really hope you are liking the story so far. This was kind of a filler chapter but I promise next chapter will be full of fun;) if you catch ma drift. 

I dedicated this chapter to someone I have never actually spoken to but I have read a bunch of her 5sos fan fics and have liked them a decent amount.