little drummer boy : ash : on hold

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I saw Ashton at our gig that night. I was on stage, just rocking out when my eyes caught his. He smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up. I couldn't really do much in return so I just gave him a small head nod.

After the show, I washed my hair in the bathroom sink and towel dried it. I wasn't too concerned about my appearance, so I just threw it into a quick braid.

Coming out of the bathroom, I didn't see a cord on the ground and tripped over it. Before I could hit the ground, someone's arms were around me, preventing me from gaining a concussion.

Ashton's grinning face appeared. "Throwing yourself into my arms already?" He teased, helping me stand upright.

"In your dreams," I retorted.

"Every night." Ashton said jokingly.

I rolled my eyes and straightened my shirt out. "Why are you here?"

"I just happened to be here." He shrugged, fighting to keep a grin off of his face.

"Sure..." I said sarcastically.

Ashton let the smile spread over his features. "Okay, fine. I came to see you."

"You're really weird."

"I'm aware."

I let a small grin touch my lips, making sure to not let it stretch out too far.

Ashton frowned. "How come you don't smile?"

I shrugged. "Don't like to."

"But there are so many things to be happy about," Ashton protested.

"I know." I stated simply.

"What's your last name?"

"What?"

"What's your last name?" He repeated.

"Um, it's Miller."

Ashton straightened up and said, "You're a mystery, Jade Miller, and I'm determined to figure you out."

//i want ashton to figure me out if you know what i mean

that didn't even make sense//