Chance // A.I.

Chapter 3

Just so you know. My updates will become less frequent because of school, sorry. I will do the best I can to update maybe twice a week if I can. This chapter is longer yay! Thank you for reading! I honesly didn't think this would get over 50 reads and it almost has 70! Haha :D. I'm sorry again for any mistakes in this. I'm a very bad proof reader!

Ashton got up to go and get the coffee. It just struck me how nervous I was. My hands were shaking under the table. What if I do something wrong? What if he thinks I'm a freak? Do I look okay? All these questions started spinning though my head. I was a nervous wreck.

"Breathe, Belinda," I thought. I tried to calm myself down, as Ashton started to walk back towards me, but my heart felt like it was racing even faster. I smiled at him as he came up to the table.

"One short Caramel Mocha for the lady," he said, placing the coffee down in front of me. Giggling, I thanked him and he took his place across the table from me. "So how exactly did you find out about us?" He asked "5 Seconds Of Summer I mean."

"On Twitter," I replied. "There were lots of people raving about your video for Try Hard, so I thought I would go and check it out. I'm so glad I did," I said smiling.

"Really?" Ashton questioned, grinning. "Why? I thought we sucked."

"You do," I joked and we both laughed a bit.

"I don't want to get into your business or anything but how old are you? I mean are you living by yourself? Do you even know anyone here?" He asked seriously, his face full of concern. I was a bit taken back by the sudden change of subject and all the questions.

"Um," I swollowed. "I'm 16 and I live on my own beacause I don't know anyone here to share a flat with. I'm okay on my own though. I've been coping fine over the last four days." He looked at me sympathetically.

"Do you not get a bit lonely?"

"Well, I was going to see if I can find a job next week and I would meet people there but I'm quite happy settling in at the moment."

"Okay. As long as you're alright," he smiled.

Ashton checked his phone for the time. "I better be going," he muttered. "The boys will be waiting for me, sorry." I smiled weakly knowing that this would probably be the last I would see of him. "But hey, maybe I could get your number or something. I'm sure that the boys would love to meet you."

"Wait. What?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Yeah. You're so sweet and I'm sure the boys would like you. Besides, we could maybe introduce you to some people."

"Um, yeah sure. Thank you so much, that would be great." I fumbled around for my phone in my pocket and finally got it out. I unlocked it and read out my number to Ashton. He thanked me and the hurried out the cafe to get back to the rest of the boys.

***

I had been back at home for a while now, waiting anxiously by the phone. Ashton hadn't given me his number and I was serioulsy starting to doubt that he would ever get in touch. I mean, I wasn't anything special. I wasn't pretty or funny like most girls in 5sos Fam. I was just boring, awkward, ugly me. Ashton was never going to contact me. He had probably regretted even talking to me.

I got up to go and have a shower, taking my phone and putting it on the charger by my bed. I stripped down, putting my clothes in the wash basket, and hopped into the shower. The hot water seemed to calm me down a bit.

I got out the shower and walked over to my wardrobe. I pulled out some sweat pants and an oversized hoodie and got into them. Just as I finished changing my phone vibrated, saying I had received a text. I ran over as fast as I could, stubbing my toe on the door. "Shit," I muttered, holding my foot in pain. I grabbed my phone and sat down on the bed.

New message from: Unknown

Hey it's Ash ;) xx

I looked at the phone confused a bit. I had only just met him. Why had he sent me a winky face and kisses? I unlocked my phone, save the contact and replied:

To: Ashton

Hey. Thanks for today, I really enjoyed myself :)

I thought it would be weird sending him kisses so I didn't. I locked my phone and set it down, not expecting a reply but one came instantly:

From: Ashton

No problem babe. Glad you had fun. Would you like to come over to mine later? When everyone else has left ;) xxx

By now I was really confused. This wasn't at all like I had expected Ashton to act. I was starting to wonder if I was even talking to him or if it was just some stranger.

To: Ashton

Is this you Ashton?

I sat there confused, waiting for a reply. My phone started to ring and I looked at the caller. Ashton. I picked up the phone hesitantly, wondering if it really was Ashton. "Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Hi Belinda. I'm so sorry about those text messages. It was Michael. I'm so sorry," Ashton said in a panic. I bust out laughing. Of course it was Michael.

"Thats okay. How did he get your phone?" I asked

"I was in the shower. I only just got out and I saw him on my phone," he lauged nervously. The thought of him just out the shower came to my mind. I could just picture his wet, muscular body with only a towel wrapped round his hips.

"Oh," was all I managed to say after creating that picure in my head. I cleared my throat. "Well I should probably get off the phone now. Thanks for telling me."

"Wait, Belinda. Do you want to come over tomorrow? The boys would really like to meet you. I could pick you up at two maybe?"

"I.. Eh... Yeah," I stuttered. "Yeah that would be great. Thank you."

"Okay see you at two. Bye."

"Bye," I said and he rang off. "Oh my god," I breathed. Did I really just get invited to meet all of 5sos? All of my sunshines? All at once? I wasn't sure how I was going to cope. I squealed and ran over to my wardrobe. What was I going to wear?

I opened it and started taking things out. A dress? No. Too fancy. I dug deeper through the clothes. I had nothing nice to wear. I sighed and lay down on my bed. Thinking about what tomorrow was going to be like. A million thoughts were running through my head.

I collected myself and got up to go and look in my wardrobe again. I decided that I would probably just wear what I usually do. I took out some skinny jeans and a knit sweater and lay them on the chair in the corner in my bedroom. I then sat down on my bed again and picked my phone up, seeing I had a twitter notification. It was a tweet from Ashton.

Had a really great day today. Met a fan and we had coffee together. Who knew bands could become friends with their fans! :)

I started fangirling. Wow. I'm considered his friend? Wow. I couldn't believe this. I was just about to reply before I remembered that thousands of girls would be pretending it was them who met him. Plus I didn't want Ashton knowing I had a fan account. I decided that I wouldn't tell anyone following me that I was the one who met him. They probably wouldn't believe me anyway. It was going to my secret for now.