The Bad Girl //a.i [coming soon]

Two

Before I begin the story of when Taylor and Ashton locked eyes, I will just tell you a bit about Ashton.

Ashton, an 18 year old drummer, spent his life trying to be the father his siblings never had. He was an average teen, though, without a dad, Ashton went through sort of the same thing that Taylor did. He was an average student but an extraordinary drummer. In an Australian band, Ashton is slowly becoming popular as his three band members Michael, Calum and Luke quickly become his best friends for life. He was a kind hearted guy who wouldn't hurt a fly, well not intentionally.

Anyway, on with the story. Now, I know what your thinking, this is going to be one of those cliché books were boy and girl lock eyes and fall in love, im not going to say it is, I'm not going to say it isn't but, what I am going to say is love sucks, well for these two anyway.

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"Come on Taylor, hurry up, I want to get on the road before the traffic starts!" Taylor was rushing one the day of leaving. She left everything to the last minute and now she was shoving soap and toothpaste into her bag at lightning speed. "I'm coming, I'm coming!' Meg, ready and waiting, with the car keys in her hand, sat on the couch nagging Taylor.

"Meg, you could be helping me!" said a clothes-folding-speeding- Taylor.

"Listen Tay, this is your fault, you left it till the last minute, you do it yourself. But HURRY UP!"

Taylor put the last few tank tops in her suitcase, stood up from the floor, and looked around in hope of finding an item she missed.

"Taylor, come on!!" Meg wined.

"Meg, SHUT UP before I shut your mouth for you." Meg laughed and walked to the car.

"I'll give you five minutes, the boot's open just chuck em' in once you finally finish." Meg said as she got into the car.

"Seriously, not even one fricken bag." Taylor wined as she finished the last bag.
"There, done!" Taylor closed the boot.
"Are you ready loser?!" Meg laughed.
"Just drive." As Taylor put on her sunglasses she felt the excitement of the days to come.
"So Tay, what if either one of us meet someone?"

"Well, I'll promise to do it on the couch, with a towel." They both laughed.

"Thank you for the consideration, Taylor. And by the way, you're totally gonna get laid "

After the girls tedious road trip, they finally made it to Sydney, Bondi to be exact.
"Are you sure this is where we're staying Meg?"
"Yeah, it's good, ain't it. All the greatest celebrities stay here. Did you know the Beatles wrote their first ever album in here." Meg began to pick the bags out of the boot.
"Yeah, that's a lie" Meg looked over at Taylor with a devilish smile.
"Common, let's go inside Tay."

As they got inside, the view only got better. As Meg got her room cards, and some extra flirting to the guy at the desk, Taylor just looked, she had never been to a fancy hotel before, she had been to a hotel, it was crap, and, it was also where she was born, she had been back a couple of times, when she wanted to escape, she would leave Justine for three days or so, and then come crawling back when she was ready.

All those memories and pain brought a rising of water into her eyes. She never cried, with the exception of the hard life she lived.

As Taylor waited for Meg she just stared up into the sparkling diamonds on the big chandelier in the middle of the foyer.
"Tay, dude are you crying?"
Taylor turned herself back to reality. She then realised she had puffy eyes and wet cheeks.
"No you idiot, ugh, I just have allergies."

"U-hu " Meg said as she walked into her room.
"Meg, come one, they're just allergies!" Taylor said as she followed Meg into her room.
Wow was the only thing that could explain what the room looked like in Taylor's eyes.it wasn't Four Seasons Hotel, but in mega eyes, it was better.

"Oooooooh, one bed," Meg laughed. "We're gonna have to get frisky together." And she jokingly moved her way closer to Taylor.

Taylor laughed. "Ewwww, Meg, get that junk away from me!"
"Fine," she walked into the bathroom.
"I'll just...... give it to someone who........wants it." She said as she walked out laughing, changed in a skanky bra-let, with leggings tight, and see-through enough to show her little g- strings.

"Oohhhh, Meg, you look like a prostitute."
"Fine!" And Meg slipped on a rain coat.
"I'm gonna go find me some hunk."
And Meg was gone.

Taylor laughed at Megs desperate need to find a guy. As she looked outside the hotel, she saw a bunch of young people on their way to a music festival. So, she thought she'd give her luck a go, she slipped on her pass and headed of to the bands rock performance.

Once she got there she easily got through security and made her way to the performance. It was a punk rock band, she hadn't heard them before, but they didn't sound too bad.
as she nodded her head to the not-too-bad-sounding music she bumped into a kid behind her.
She turned around to find a sloppy haired 18 year old kid with a dimply grin.
"Hey, sorry, I didn't mean that, this crowd is frantic." He smiled again.

His presence couldn't help but stretch her mouth from ear to ear.
"It fine. Don't sorry about it." She said, suddenly feeling compelled to talk to him.
"I'm Taylor." She stuck out her hand.
He grabbed it in response.
"Nice to meetchya,"
"I'm Ashton."