Manipulative || A.I.

Brash

Ashton's POV 

It was surprising in only one night Sarah was able to pick up the fact he had feelings for Amelia, while Amelia remaind oblivious. 

The girl he wanted nothing more than one night with, knew about the girl he wanted for the rest of his life. 

Being civil to Sarah was going to be tough. He knew she could sense that too but it seemed they had come to some sort of understanding. 

"Yeah sure," She shrugged and continued her walk to the back door of the venue. 

He ran to catch up with her and placed his hand on the small of her back. It was out of habit to help lead a lady out the door but she quickly spun her way out of the gesture. 

"Sorry. Habit," he shrugged and pushed open the door for her to leave and she suddenly froze at the door. 

"What?" He looked past her and saw that the fans had gathered at the door and were screaming and putting out everything in the world for him to sign. 

"Oh the perks of being me. Come on Sarah, you gotta keep moving," he gently pushed her forward and she jumped slightly as she squeezed through all the girls that were now clawing at him to sign photos and take photos. 

As he greeted them with gentle smiles and signing what he could, he began to push through to get onto the bus. He watched Sarah run up the stairs and he could not control his eyes on her perky bum. He had grabbed it before and knew it was the pefect shape and size that admiring it from afar was also enjoyable. 

Closing the bus door and having the screams subdue from all the sound proofing that was installed in the bus, helped his ears come back to a normal sound level. 

Sarah was sat next to Luke chatting like they had been best friends for ages and something about it irked Ashton. How could she be so comfortable with Luke, and smile like she was actually interested in having the conversation, when she had maybe met him for all of five minutes prior?

"Hey mate!" Luke stood up the couch and walked over to Ashton to jump on him like a small child and while usually Ashton would be all for it, that time he just wanted to punch the youngest member in his little boy parts.

Pushing him off, Luke looked confused and took a step closer to whisper in Ash's ear.

"Listen. She knows you like Amelia. We all know you like Amelia, so how about you not look at Sarah and I like you are jealous of the fact we are talking. That's the girl you disliked and had come here just to prove her wrong remember?" Luke patted Ash's shoulder and walked back over to Sarah and began to chat again like nothing happened.

"Hmm. Maybe I made a mistake in tryign to set her up with you. She seems to be hitting it off pretty well with Luke right now," He heard Amelia come over beside him.

His heart raced as she nudged his sweat covered bicep.  When he looked down he stared at her watching her friend interact with his. 

"But you chose her for me. Why?" Ashton could not help but ask. 

She looked up at him and his heart was beating so fast he was not sure it was even still beating. Her eyes were a an ice blue that contrasted with her dark brown, almost black hair. 

"I thought you could use someone to ground you a bit. And she needed someone to help her loosen up. She believes no one can make her as happy as clothing, and all that comes with it, does. It's because her parents were never really there. When they didn't show up at something they would buy her things, sometimes they would not even do that. They would hand her the credit card and let her do whatever damage to it she wanted." She spoke with a disdain that he could no doubt understand.