Ashton comes off stage, sweaty, I must add, and hugs me.
"Ew Ashton!! You are sweaty!" I giggle, pushing him off of me. He pouts, puckering his lips, causing me laugh even harder.
"Im going to get myself cleaned up and we are going to the coffee shop down the street." Ashton says smiling. I nod and go back to the dressing room.
I talk to Chastity and Michaela for a bit before Ashton comes back into the room. He grabs my hand and I intertwine our fingers together.
"The fans are out there. If they see us like this, they will go crazy with pictures and send them out. You will get hate on social media. Are you going to be okay with that?" Ashton says looking into my eyes. I nod and he walks out with me hand in hand.
My ears are quickly full with thousands of screaming girls, taking pictures, flash after flash going off, making me even more nervous. I grab on to Ashtons hand even harder and he looks at me.
"You okay?" he asks once we are in the van.
"Yea! It's just a but overwhelming." I sign, not looking forward to the hate. Why would hate be sent to someone for being happy? I don't get it.
"You get used to it babe." Ashton signs. I look at him, his head is back and eyes are closed.
"Do you not like this life? Being the most well known band in the world?" I ask.
"Don't get me wrong Kyler. I love what I do. Im doing with three other guys who I trust more than anything. It's just when we started to get big, our private life went down drain very quickly. I love my fans but they know way too much." Ashton says looking back at me. I nod, starting to understand what he meant.
We arrive at the coffee shop within 5 minutes. The rest of the car ride, Ashton was telling me how he had been and how much he missed me. It kills me to hear what he has to go through everyday.
We get out of the car, hand in hand, and walk straight to the coffee shop. I hear cameras go off and whispers, once we get inside. The next thing I know, A bunch of screaming girls are coming after Ashton. I get pushed away from him and that's when I begin to get scared. I tried calling him but of course he didn't answer.
"Who are you?" one girl asks me.
"Why are you with Ashton? Are you a family member? Does Ashton have a girlfriend?" another girl asks me.
"Naaahh. Ashton wouldn't want to date someone like that." the other girl laughs. I felt a anger rise to me but I know I cannot let it out on his fans. That will only give him a bad image.
I look over at Ashton, who seems to be looking around frantically.
"Kyler??! Kyler?!!!" I hear him call out.
"Ashton!!" I call for him, Luckily, he hears me and signals to get back into the van before it gets worse. I slide through the sea of girls who were shouting mean things at me.
I reach the van before Ashton does and I just sit there and think. I know I shouldn't believe everything that they said but it still hurts. I pull my knees to my chest and hug them as I wait on Ashton.
The door is shortly opened by Ashton, struggling to get into the van. I hold out a hand for him to reach and pull him into the van.
{Fillleeeerrrrr Chaappteeerrr}
