Someone somewhere. [Asking alexandria fan fiction]

part four: merch girl? hell yes!

[Danny's POV]

Danny sat in his living room, playing video games and drinking all types of liquor with some of his best mates. the only ones missing were Ben and Asher, and, hopefully, they were fucking each others brains out right now. god knows that they're perfect for each other, but Ben, being the dumb twat that he is, just doesnt see it. fucking ass. 

luckily for me, i'm totally happy with Myca, who is currently sleeping the night away. my gut clenched at the thought of having to leave her soon. tour started in two weeks, and would last a whole six months. it was going to seriously suck some ass to be without her for so long. 

just then, Ben walks in, looking thouroughly troubled. he plops down on the couch, playing with his lip rings unconciously, signaling some inner trauma. "whats got a stick up your butt, mate?" Danny joked. But Ben just scowled. he pours a shot of vodka and knocks it back. "Asher fancies me." he coughed. "she told me so."

all is quiet for a moment, then everyone, excluding Ben, breaks out into laugher.

"no shit, Sherlock." Danny says in a duh tone of voice, "shes obviously been pining over you for months now." 

"what are you on about?" Ben scowled. 

"are you fucking kidding me, mate?" James interjects, "She's been after you for months now."

"so why'd you fuck her then?" Ben snaps, an angry edge to his voice.  "why do you care?" James shoots back. 

"take it easy, gentlemen." Danny says calmly, sensing trouble brewing. He could practically see that little green monster of jealousy take hold inside of Ben. But he would not let his band mates fight. they're a family. you don't fuck with families. 

       James relaxes back into the couch, sipping his bourbon idly. but ben remains tense.

"why are you so shaken up over this?" danny asked, perplexed by Bens awful reaction to the situation.

"Just leave me the fuck alone." Ben growled, jumping off the couch and stalking to his room. Danny heard the door slam, signaling that he was not to be bothered. Danny sighed sadly, what the fuck had gotten into his best friend?

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[Asher's POV]

i woke up surprisingly early today. somewhere around four, so for the first time in weeks, i actually had some sort of contact with my family. we had breakfast, well, actually dinner, and it was really nice. i got to see the little minions and was actually feeling pretty good until...

danny called.

i answered on the first ring, but only because Danny is just as much my best friend as Ben. "Hello?" i asked, dread settleing onto my skin. "why hello there, this is Asher, correct?" Danny chirped, sounding surprising happy today.

 "yes indeed." i say, smiling despite my ever darkening mood. "well then, i have a proposition for you." he said in a very chipper voice, and i could practically see him stroking his little beard. i giggled to myself quietly. "go on." i said, walking upstair to my room for a little more privacy.

"as im sure you know, we have that tour in two weeks, and i think that it'd be a good idea for you to come with us."

i was speechless for about a whole two minutes. was this really happening? this is my dream! but before i could shout yes in joy and frollick about my room, i stopped. why me? not even Myca was going. so why did i get the invitation?