Ashton

It was 3:30. I was walking up to Michael's driveway, as I usually do every day after school. Calum, Michael and Luke were already there. They usually are, mostly because they all get a ride together after school. I'm in college, so I usually show up later than them. Our band practices are everyday after school at 3:30. When I got up to them, I heard Luke talking about a party.

"Are you seriously throwing another party?" I asked him. He has one almost every other week.

"Yeah, my parents are going to Perth for the weekend, so I'm throwing a celebration for our game last night." I rolled my eyes.

"You've won every game. Why are you just now celebrating?" I asked. His party-throwing annoys me.

"Because I can." He then turned to Michael, "I invited Paisley Matthews." Michael groaned.

"Wait what's wrong with Paisley?" I asked. I've never heard about her before.

"She's not made for parties. She's the kind of girl that doesn't really care, doesn't pay attention, but she still gets good grades. Her mom passed away 5 years ago and ever since then, she doesn't really do anything." Calum said.

"So do you guys hate her?"

"Not really. We just don't care for her." I turned to Luke,

"Then why'd you invite her?"

"1. She needs to loosen up, become more chill
2. She looked really hot today." I rolled my eyes. Of course that's a reason. I sat down in my seat behind my drum set and started warming up. Our band is called 5 Seconds of Summer. We make YouTube videos, but we haven't made it big yet. We get on average 5,000 views, but that's about it. We really want to make it but, but we don't have very good chances.

After about 3 hours of practice and song writing, we started to set up for the party. We were used to the routine. Lock everything valuable in his parents closet. Move things in the living room to make more room, same with the basement. We get the stereos out and set up the playlist. I get the alcohol and cups. After all of that, we get the band stuff set up in the living room, then wait for people to show up. By just 8:30, the house was packed. It started with the football team and their girlfriends, and quickly everyone else filed in.

By 9:30, we got all of our band stuff together and we played some of our music. We started with Beside You, Heartbreak Girl, Voodoo Doll, Year 3000, Teenage Dirtbag, and She Looks So Perfect (one of our new ones).

During the middle of SLSP, I looked up and saw the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She had dirty blonde hair, light brown eyes and was 5' 6". She was just so beautiful. She looked lost, and it was adorable. When we finished, she clapped. After everyone was done clapping, she walked into the kitchen and I chased after her. She sat on a stool and took out her phone. She looked flawless. I realized she was wearing a Guns N' Roses t-shirt. And those jeans, oh my god. They hug her every curve and just makes her look ... delicious. Right when I was about to say something, I felt a tap on my should and as soon as I turned around, there was another pair of lips on mine. I pushed them off of me and looked at them. A drunk, slutty girl, on the verge of passing out.

"What are you doing?!" She laughs and takes a step closer to me.

"You played really well tonight." And her lips were on mine again. I pushed her again and turned around, only to discover that mystery girl was gone. I ran around the house trying to find her. I first checked the living room, then the basement, then the backyard. Once I checked everywhere in the house, I gave up and took a walk outside. After about 10 minutes of walking, I heard a loud scream. Then I heard it again. I ran towards it and found myself in an alley. I saw 4 figures ahead of me. When I got closer I saw that 3 of them were trying to get ahold of a girl.

I sprinted up to the guys and grabbed the girl from out of their hands and pushed her behind me. I grabbed one guy and threw him to the ground and started punching him. Once the other 2 guys saw that, they started to run away. I kept punching him though. Finally, I felt a tug on my arm and stood up, ready to punch someone else. But instead, there she was. Her brown eyes right there in front of me. With just a step, our faces would almost be touching. She took a deep breath, almost like she was nervous.

"Thank you." She said. It was simple, but the best thing anyone has ever said to me.

"You're welcome." My voice was deep. I didn't realize it until after I said it. I took a step back to look at her, to make sure it was her. And yes, it was. The jeans, the shirt, the hair. It was the same. "Ashton Irwin." She smiled. She is just so beautiful.

"Paisley Matthews." Wait, was this her? I knew something was wrong when she asked, "What? Did I do something?"

"What? No!"

"You're face just dropped. Right when I said my name."

"Oh, no it's just that I thought I heard that name before." I didn't want her to know that the only reason Luke invited her was because she's hot, and then told people. "But do you by chance know Luke Hemmings?" I asked her, even though I already knew the answer. She rolled her eyes. I guess she doesn't like him either.

"Yeah, he's the one who invited me. He hasn't said something to me at all for 10 years, and then he asked me this. I don't know, it's not that important." She shrugs her shoulders.

"What'd you think of the band?" I might as well ask her now.

"They were surprisingly good. Who knew the football players could be such good singers!" She quietly laughs, as if it was to herself.

"Oh yeah? What was your favorite song that was played?" I knew I had a smirk on my face. I didn't really care though.

"I liked the Heartbreak Girl one. It's really catchy." I smiled.

"What'd you think of think of the drummer?" I smirked again.

"I didn't get a good look of him, but he was pretty cute. He was staring at me during the last song." I chuckled. Right when I was about to say something, I heard someone call my name.

"Ashton! Get your drummer ass back in here. We're playing more songs!" I smiled at her.

"I gotta go."

"Wait, that's you!? Oh my gosh I just totally embarrassed myself." I started to run back towards the house.

"I'll see you again! I promise." And just like that, she was out of my sight.