He Asks You Out For the First Time
“I really think you should go to the Common Friday. Daughtry’s having a free concert and I know how much you love him. It’ll be cool. Bring a friend…like Ashton,” Stewart said with his accent into the phone as y/n continued to fold her laundry, Good Charlotte in the background, hearing a quick knock on the door. He had been pressing for her to accept the drummer’s advances for ice cream dates or even to just meet up for a quick cup of coffee, but as much as she fantasized about a relationship with the famous drummer, it wasn’t a realistic desire.
“Stew, I’ll call you back, alright. I think my mom’s at the door,” she said knowing her mom was supposed to show up to her small flat at some point that night, not getting any specifics from the woman. She pulled the door open to see the mess of curls that was just mentioned on the phone, dressed in a relaxed fitted tee and his signature skinny jeans. “Ashton? How’d you get my address?”
“Your friend had texted it to me,” he responded smiling softly in hopes of the small gesture to be returned.
“That’s Stewart for you,” she sighed before inviting him into the small area. “I’m sorry it’s a bit of a mess. I wasn’t expecting company.”
“Oh, it’s no problem…so, a little birdie told me you have a thing for Chris Daughtry…and there’s this concert on Friday around seven if you, you know…wanted to go,” he stumbled around his words causing her to giggle slightly.
“I’m assuming Stewart told you that as well, considering I know you aren’t from Boston,” she said back crossing her arms only earning another dimpled grin. “How long are you in Boston anyways, Irwin?”
“Until I’m needed in LA. I like exploring new places, especially when they help me meet new people, even if those people hate Vegemite,” he teased causing her to groan and roll her eyes. “But, I’m willing to put that all aside if you take time out of your busy schedule to go on date with me?” She sighed looking down at her feet.
“It’s not that I don’t want to, but I just don’t know how this whole you being famous, me not being famous thing is going to work out. You seem like a great guy, Ash, but-.”
“One date,” he said cutting her off. She was silent for a moment just looking into his bright eyes that melted every fiber in her being.
“One date, Ashton…one date.”
“Poncho really likes you,” Calum stated as the small dog ran up to her as she entered the apartment. The boys were leaving in three days to start their tour, Calum promising to be back on every break they had between legs.
“Well, Poncho is lucky I like him as well. I don’t like people that easily,” she giggled as the dog ran back to its owner who stood in the door frame watching y/n carefully. “You’re staring.”
“I can’t help it. You look beautiful,” he said smiling softly causing her to blush, considering she was in workout shorts and a disgustingly faded band tee she should really throw out, and Adidas sandals. Something she wouldn’t consider looking beautiful in. “Hey…I know this is a long shot and that I’m leaving in three days…but do you want to do dinner tonight? Like…as a date?” he questioned blushing slightly looking away from her to the dog that was barking at the wall.
“A date..? With me?” she asked just about ready to fall over. Just in the past four days of seeing Calum and getting to know Poncho, she’s made a fool of herself too many times to count that she was sure it completely wiped out her chances for Calum to ever have feelings for her. “You can’t be serious.” He laughed slightly looking back towards her.
“I just stuttered, asked you out on a date while blushing, and you don’t think I’m serious?” This time, it was her turn to blush as she bit down on her bottom lip, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t serious, sweetheart.” And there goes the pet name.
“So…dinner? Tonight? As in the two of us going to dinner…on a date?” she questioned back causing him to smile nodding his head. “I…sure.”
“Cool. We can just keep it simple if you wanted to…go grab some pizza or some- God damn it, Poncho. Not in the flat!”
“Just go up to her, and ask her out,” Jack said as they watched y/n pull off her wet suit on the beach leaving her in a haltered bathing suit top and bikini bottoms on the beach, surf board dug into the sand enough for it to stand upright.
“But, what if I mess up?” Luke asked his brother who fell back in the sand laughing.
“Bro, if you mess up asking her out, then you don’t deserve to go out with her,” Jack teased before shoving his brother into the sand as well. “Now, get your ass up, and ask the damn girl out before I do.” Luke sighed standing up, wiping the sand off his swim trunks before walking over to the girl who was now tugging on a bright colored tee.
“Hey y/n,” he started grabbing the girl’s attention. She looked up a bit confused before smiling wide seeing the blue eyed, dimpled boy in front of her.
“Luke, pleasant surprise,” she responded dropping her things letting a hand rest on her hip. “How was that interview this morning?”
“Oh…it was fine. Too many personal questions,” he laughed uneasily while scratching at the back of his head. “I actually, uh, had a question to ask you, if that’s alright.” She giggled at his nervousness, nodding her head encouragingly as he took a deep breath. “So, I have these tickets to see Good Charlotte on Wednesday…I know it’s short notice, but I was just kind of wondering if you wanted to go with me…I mean if you like them, of course. If not, we can do something else.” He rambled stuttering. He only stopped when she pressed a finger to his lips, a smile still evident on her face.
“I like Good Charlotte, and I’d love to,” she said back before kissing his cheek lightly before grabbing her bag and board. “If you pick me up early, maybe we can go to lunch before hand as well. Alright?” He couldn’t trust the words to come out of his mouth, so he just nodded his head still surprised she said yes to him. “Text me, Hemmings.”
“I don’t know why you didn’t ask for her number last night,” Calum scolded his friend as they walked into a game stop a few blocks from the hotel they were staring at. They were talking about they girl Michael had met the night before at the concert that had snuck backstage with her sister.
“I don’t know…but I’ve been kicking myself in the ass all day,” he groaned before heading over to the Xbox games looking for the new Fifa game.
“Can I help you boys find anything?” they heard from behind them turning to see a girl that greatly resembled the girl from last night as she stocked the shelves behind them, causing both boys to almost fall over.
“Y/n?” her head turned slightly making eye contact with the green eyed boy from last night. “I think I’m in love.”
“Oh, god,” Calum muttered rolling his eyes turning back to the rack of games. “When you’re done drooling, I need help looking for Fifa.”
“The new one? It’s over by the register. Just ask Dave at the desk to grab it for you,” she responded, Calum leaving immediately leaving Michael and the mystery girl. “So, you’re in love?”
“Quite possibly. I think We should test it out, though, and maybe go on a date tonight. You, me, pizza, and the new Fifa game,” he said smiling causing her to let out a laugh.
“Sounds like the best date I’ve ever been asked on,” she responded pulling out her phone handing it to him. “Put your name in there so I know where I’m going tonight, unless you want to get away from your band mates and go to my place. I have the new Fifa and Call of Duty games, as well as a few beers taking up space in my fridge.”