Let's Rock Today (A 5SOS fan fiction)

Back to the old days

(Lyric's POV)

*ding*

Momma Carlile: hi sweetheart! Anna just called me to tell me you and Ashton got engaged, lol

Lyric: mom, lol is laughing out loud... And yes we are, he proposed at the ohio concert on my birthday

M.C.: well your sister said it means lots of love, oh well. How's tour?

Lyr: good, how did Anna know?

M.C.: Liz sent us all a video of the concert someone twitted her.

Lyr: mom, tweeted? nvm, I'll talk to you later, love you

M.C.: love you too, send love to the girls.

Oh my god, my mother is a hot mess. She has no idea how to use her phone whatsoever. I hadn't talked to my mother about my engagement or since the first day of my tour, because we aren't too close. She always wanted me to be a doctor or a lawyer or something, and didn't believe in my dreams, up until I actually opened for All Time Low for their tour. And even then, she was quite skeptical of my career choices. She always wanted me to make a bunch of money by doing something behind a desk, and I just wanted to live out my dreams. We had this argument quite often. And even more so when I started dating Ashton, when she found out he was in a band, she tried breaking us up, convinced that he would influence me horribly. We don't see eye to eye at all, so talking to my mother was a struggle. My sister already knew I was engaged, because I texted her the other day to catch up. My father was never really around, so I don't talk to him much, maybe once or twice a year. I was awoken by my train of thought when Lycia shook me violently. The show already ended, and we were headed to our hotel. We wanted to go adventuring after the show, so we went and got into some longer clothes since it dropped nearly 15 degrees during the show. New York is the city that never sleeps, so that's what we planned for our day off tomorrow. We did have one interview, but that was later on in the day, so we had time to spare. We walked around Times Square, which was honestly more like a rectangle.

"Holy shit balls." I murmured under my breath. "I forgot how much I love this city."

Ashton was right behind me, holding my hand as we weaved through the crowd to shop around and adventure. We went into Toys R Us and rode a Ferris wheel inside. They let us all in one that had Care Bears on it.

"This is the most punk rock I've ever felt." Tasia laughed, her eyes screwed shut, making us laugh too.

"Care Bears are manly." Ashton said in a deep accent, puffing up his chest.

We got off the Ferris wheel and went to the Hard Rock Cafe. All of the memorabilia was sick as hell, and there was a huge wall that was an archive of all this rock and roll relics. We didn't actually eat anything but just wanted to look around. It got to be around 3 in the morning, and we decided it was probably a good time to go sleep off the day. Soon, we were going to Canada to meet up with Huke Lemmings and Mikey Cliffoconda, so we had to plan that when we wake up.

*several hours later*

I woke up, still a bit groggy, with the sun shining through my window. Ashton was lightly snoring beside me, mouth agape. I slid from under his arm and went to take a shower, still feeling disgusting from the show last night. I blasted Jesus of Surburbia to the highest level, because I had it stuck in my head last night. By the time the song ended, I hopped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a big warm towel. I wrapped it around myself and fastened it so it wouldn't fall, and blow dried my hair. I brushed through it before pulling on some high waisted skinny jeans and a banded bralette that I may or may not have taken from Lycia's suitcase, and some white Doc Martens. As I walked back into the room, Ashton was waking up from his deep sleep, and leaned up against the headboard. He saw me at the edge of the bed, and patted the mattress beside him, asking me to come lay down. His eyes were still half closed and he kissed the top of my forehead, hugging me tightly against his chest. His hair was very messy, and everyone urged him to get a haircut, but I loved his shaggy-sandy hair.