Rough / L.H.

8.You're In

Chapter song: 5 Seconds of Summer- Teenage Dirtbag

ASHTON

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A/N: Ashton's P.O.V. whaaat?
That's the cover they sang, but they are obviously less "fetus".

I'm so excited to hear this Michael guy play. The guys and I have heard so many different guitarist, but all the ones that we heard were horrible. Some were okay, but they did not give off the image we wanted for our band.

After Sophia left to go get Michael, I looked at Luke and he just stared at me. I saw him avoiding Sophia's stare. "Why so quite, Luke?" He acknowledged that I was talking to him but he chose to ignore me. Why is he being like this, I mean I know that he wouldn't be completely okay after what happened. But still, why now?

I hear talking outside of the door, so I know Sophia and Michael are coming. My palms are sweaty because I'm nervous. Wait, why am I nervous? Oh yeah because this guy could be our last hope to find a second guitarist for our band. He could determine the band's future, which could ultimately determine my future, and the boys' future. Wow, but no pressure. Sophia opens the door and she steps in first closely followed by, who I'm guessing is the guitarist, Michael. Oh, wow, his hair is florescent red, damn that's cool. I also notice he has really cool tattoos and piercings. Damn, this guy is a badass, I already like him. Hopefully he plays as badass as he looks.

"Hi, guys, this is my friend, Michael," Sophia introduces him.

"MICHAEL," I hear Amanda scream as she gets up and hugs him.

"MANDS," he screams back just as enthusiastic as Amanda. After they are done hugging and talking shortly, I get up and walk over to him to introduce myself.

"Hey, I'm Ashton."

"Hi, Ashton, umm, I don't really know why I am here. Is this your apartment?"

"Yeah, it is. Sophia didn't tell you why she texted you to come here?"

"Nope," he says with a confused face.

"Well, those guys over there, Luke and Calum," I say as I point at Luke and Calum "well, them and myself, well we are in a band. We are missing a second guitarist...so that's where you come in."

"You want me to be in your band," he asks surprised.

"Uh, yeah," I respond to him.

"Cool, I'm guessing you all want to hear me play first."

"Yeah, if you are okay with that."

"That's fine," he responds while he straps on his guitar. He starts walking to the couch, so I follow him. He sits down and starts to strum a few chords, but I can't tell what song it is.

He starts singing,

"Within a minute I was all packed up
I've got a ticket to another world

I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
The silent words are hard to speak
When your thoughts are all I see
"Don't ever leave," she said to me

When we both fall asleep underneath the same sky.
To the beat of our hearts at the same time.
So close but so far away.
(Can you hear me?)

She sleeps alone.
My heart wants to come home.
I wish I was, I wish I was beside you.
She lies awake.
I'm trying to find the words to say.
I wish I was, I wish I was beside you.

Another day and I'm somewhere new.
I made a promise that I'll come home soon.
Bring me back, bring me back to you.

When we both wake up underneath the same sun.
Time stops, I wish that I could rewind.
So close but so far away.

She sleeps alone.
My heart wants to come home.
I wish I was, I wish I was beside you.
She lies awake.
I'm trying to find the words to say.
I wish I was, I wish I was beside you.

The pieces of us both
Under every city light
And they're shining as we fade into the night

She sleeps alone.
My heart wants to come home.
I wish I was, I wish I was...

She sleeps alone.
My heart wants to come home.
I wish I was, I wish I was beside you.
She lies awake.
I'm trying to find the words to say.
I wish I was, I wish I was beside you.

She lies awake.
Beside you.
I wish I was, I wish I was...

She sleeps alone.
My heart wants to come home.
I wish I was, I wish I was..." he finishes singing.

I'm just shocked, he is so freaking amazing. He can play guitar very well, he looks like a total badass, and he can freaking sing! He is the one that we've been looking for, he is perfect for the band.

"What song was that," Calum asks

"It's called Beside you, I actually wrote it myself," Michael replies shyly. He freaking wrote that song? Holy shit, can this guy get any better? I'd go gay for this guy, this guy is amazing.

A/N: *chants* MASHTON, MASHTON, MASHTON, MASHTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm having major Michael feels at the moment, sorry.

"I'm sold, you're in," I scream excitedly.

"Woah, woah, woah, Calum and I have a say in this too," Luke says clearly aggravated. That's the first thing he has said all day. Of course the first thing that he says is something that is against me and my opinion.

"Band meeting," Calum says. We walk to the kitchen and I am the first one to talk,"I really like this guy, he is everything we want. Come on guys, he can play guitar really good, he sings, he looks like a total punk badass, and for fucks sake, he writes songs! He is perfect," I whisper yell at them.

"I'm sorry, Luke, but I have to agree with Ashton. This guy is great," Calum says, defending me. This is why I love Cal, he actually knows what talent is, unlike Luke, who is completely oblivious.

"Ugh, fine, whatever. It's not like you all care about my opinion anyway," Luke says. He scoffs and walks back to the living room. Soon Calum and I walk back too.

"Congrats, you're in," Calum says as he flashes Michael one of his famous cheeky smiles.

"Wait, who said I even want to be in you all's band?" Wait, what? All this work for him not to even want to be in our band? My face completely drops, I was so happy that we had finally found the one.

"I'm just kidding, but you all's faces were priceless. As long as you guys aren't absolute trash, I'm in," he says laughing.

"You scared me, you dick," I say laughing along with him.

"So, do you guys want to practice a cover right now," Calum asks. We all respond a 'yeah', except for Luke, but he gets his guitar and starts tuning it anyways.

"What do you all want to play," Michael asks.

"I say we play teenage dirtbag." They all agree to my proposition. After Calum sets up his amp, tunes his bass, Luke tunes his guitar, and I sit on my cajon, I start to play. Once we finish the song, Sophia and Amanda start clapping. I smile and say enthusiastically, "that was great guys. So are you in, or what?"

"Hell yeah," Michael says.