Out of My Limit

Who is she?

~Ashton's POV~

When I stopped talking to a girl who's name she told me was Nicole, I ran my fingers through my hair to fix it. When I loooked slightly to my left I caught the eye of a beauiful girl. A familiar girl... Ciara?

She wore an a outfit that looked like something I would wear. Jeans, a flannel around er waist and a tanktop. But se looked amazing.

I tilted my head up, inviting her over and she did. "Hi..." She said softly.

"Hello, Beautiful." I said. She was immediatly flustered. And 10 times cuter.

She bit her lip and stuttered random things. "I'm so sorry." She mumbled.

"It's fine." I answered, chuckling. Her stutter is so cute actaully. I ended up telling her that. After a bit more conversation I reached over and took her hand. She didnt stop me so I played with her figners. I was thinking all these things I could say to her. Compliments mostly. But I have to leave town tomorrow. IS It even worth it.

I apologized for my weird drum faces. She said they were cute. Cute? Shes perfect.

~Ciara's POV~

Before I could answer his 'Really?', arms wrapped around my waist and held me tight, pulling me away from ashton. I gasped and tried to get out.

"Cici!" The owner of the arms exclaimed. That stupid nickname is only used by one person.

"Calum?!" I asked, suprised that he actually remembered me. I knew Calum before the band. But we drifted apart. So I hardly mention him.

'You didnt tell me you were coming." He said excitedly. Like a puppy, that boy.

"I didn't think you'd care." I mumbled, turning to face him.

"Not care? I knew you since you 6 and you think I don't care?" he was taken back a bit.

"Sorry, we just... were less close."

"But you told me everything, always." He answered, kind of sad. I titled my head slightly.

"I'm sorry, Cal." I told him.

"It's okay, Ci." He answered and pulled me into a hug.

"How did you know it was me?" I asked softly in his arms.

"I'd recognize you anywhere." He chuckled.

I giggled softly. "Okay, can I please go back to my conversation with your drummer?" I asked with a soft laugh. He let go of me, smirking.

"Ashton?" He asked, still smirking. I told him. About my giant crush. "Sure. Go ahead." He nodded and I rolled my eyes, turning back to Ash.

"Yeah." I said.

"Yeah what?" He asked.

"Yeah, your drumming faces are cute." I answered. He smiled brightly.

~Ash's POV~

"Ci!" calum said, as though he had a great idea.

"yeah?" She turned around frowning. Why would such a beautiful girl frown like that?

"Do you wanna come on tour with us?!" he said, excitedly and I'm not gonna lie, I got excited too.

"Are you serious?!" she asked, shocked.

"Yes yes yessss. I miss you. You can be like our assistant we just lost one, do you need a job?" He asked, grabbing her hands. I wanna hold her hands...

"Okay.. I guess." She looked sort of wary.

"I-I mean.. you don't have to." Calum said, I felt my heart fall. She had to come if i were to love her, and hold her.. and kiss her..

"please." I whispered under my breath. But she heard it, and turned to me. She smiled without showing her teeth.

"Okay." She nodded. That took a secod to sink in. I... I convinced her?

"yes!" I said, not even thinking, I pulled her into a hug. I pulled back slowly.. "Sorry." I mumbled and she shook her head.

"Dont worry about it." She said.

"Yay Ciciiii!" calum exclaimed, wrapping his arms around her now, and she laughed. God, I already love her laugh.

"Don't call me that," She said, fake-frowning and trying to escape his grip.

"But it's cute, you're like a kid." He chuckled.

"you're only like a month older than me." She argued.

"But still older than you." He chuckled. I just sat against a table as fans left. She laughed and turned to me, a shy smile grew on her face. Shyer than when she looks at Calum.

"u-uh.. I'm glad you're coming." I said, sounding like a complete idiot. She nodded, starting to walk past me, but I grabbed her wrist. She almost collapsed under my hand on her wrist.

"Ash." She said, seeming really nervous. Her breaths were heaving.
"Am I making you uncomfortable, I'll leave you alone if you want." I said.

"No! no please don't." She begged. "It's not... uncomfortable."

"What is it?" I asked, laughing nervously.

"I-I just get a bit nervous." She said, looking away. She looked down at my wrist in her hand.

I tugged her slightly closer, and she bit her lip. That made her immediately go from shy, to sexy.

"Really?" I whispered.

She simply nodded, and looked up at me, then away, her cheeks red with embarrassment. I dropped her wrist. I had made it red.

"I-I'm so sorry." I delicately took her hand to look at her wrist, but she pulled it away sharply.

She keeps pulling away. I don't want her to be distant, I want her to trust me.