Runaway Baby

A consert with your fave band ?

You decide to leave the cafè and go for a stroll downtown, and look for a nice little outfit to wear. You have gotten invited by one of your old classmates to a All Time Low Show later that night, and desperately needed a new outfit. The little angsty teenage girl blossomed in your heart when you where thinking of Jack - the guitarist in the band - you've always had a huge crush on him. And a little stalker account on tumblr, but left that part of you drift away with the years.

You found this cool jumpsuit - and a pair of high heeled booties that you liked. Y/bf/n said she would offer to do your hair and make up so you could get some extra time together before you were off to your extra all over this place life.
While you where headed to the car your phone start buzzing - 1 text and a Instagram dm.

"Hey y/n! sorry for the late notice but one of the girls that were joining tonight got sick, and is unable to come. Do you know anyone that would be interested on a short notice? 😅 - Natalie"

You started to think while you threw your bags into the back of the car. And thought of anyone that would me remotely interested. After about 10 minutes of selling in ATL to your best friend she said yes. But she only had one condition.
"You have to introduce me properly to Ashton! Or I won't join you." She has her arms crossed over her chest with a grin on her face.
You agreed after thinking that it wouldn't do you any harm. They we're back in LA for a while, and you knew that that partied a lot, and they always recommended, and said they always went to the same club each weekend.

You finally roll up to the arena with all your old classmates. Your hair is on fleek - with a beachy curl - and make up on point. You could feel yourself fidge a little, after all these years you are finally gonna see one of your all time favorite bands. Y/bf/n takes your phone to snap a couple of photos, and makes a boomerang for Instagram.
"Ehm y/n - you have an unopened dm!" You've forgotten all about Instagram when you were getting ready. You had a couple drinks, and rather took a stroll down memory lane with your long lost BFF.
You have a little laugh "don't bother! I'll read it later." you could feel the alcohol breezing through your body, and you were in a much better mood than you have been for a while. It was so good to be home, and relax for a while.
"I think it would be a smart move to open it!" She said with a grin, and punched your arm a little.
It was a DM from Luke. He didn't follow you on any socials - but you had his number in case of emergency. He always protected you at the clubs, but it was never a close friendship at all.
You open the message: "howdy LA gurl. It's been a while - heard you met up with Ashbud today! We're throwing a little get together for the promo tour team, and wondered if you'd like to come over? Missed our little party popper. X"