A/N: Okay, so I just watched ‘Finding Neverland’ for the first time today and I’ve wanted to see that movie for years. Anyways, I loved it and I love Peter Pan and I just felt inspired to write, so here’s a little nonsense of a scenario to enjoy. ~ Ki *_*
She sat in the park, on the grass, under her favorite tree. It was a nice day in the spring. With the guitar in her hands, she strummed. The same chords she’d played since she were a child rung out, but it stopped short in the area around her.
The children continued to play and dogs ran about. Every so often, a pet would wander over towards her and she’ll smile at it. The owner would call for it and it’d disappear. It was just like her actual life. She’s used to being ignored. It no longer bothered because she turned to music for an escape. Her fingers moved across the guitar with grace as she continued to play the melody.
"That sound beautiful," a voice said as she strummed the final chord. She jumped at the sudden presence. It was a male. He wore a beanie with hood over it, but his curls peaked from underneath it. A smile was plastered across his face, displaying a dimple, and he sat comfortably next to her; as if he’d been there the whole time.
She regained her posture and tried to figure out when he’d gotten there. “Um, th-thank you,” she stuttered out quietly. She looked down, not really knowing what else to say.
The guy gave a small chuckle. “I’m sorry, I must’ve startled you.” The girl looked up and he was still there. “I’m Ashton.” His golden eyes sparkled as he spoke.
His name echoed in her head. She knew she’d never forget. “I’m Mae,” she mumble while looking down.
"That name is beautiful," Ashton complimented. Mae’s heart fluttered and she looked back up to him. A blush rose to her cheeks and she smiled. "Well, Mae, you don’t say much do you?" She shook her head to answer his question, earning another chuckle from him. "People who have little to say usually have a story. What’s your story, Mae?"
She bit her lip and thought about his question. Why was this guy interested in knowing anything about her? “Um, my mother left me and my father when I was little…not too long after that, my dad died from cancer.” She stopped talking to recollect herself. It’s been years, but she still wasn’t over it. “So, um, I was thrown into the foster program, but if you ask me, an orphanage would have been much better.”
Ashton watched her as she talked about her life and his heart broke a little more with each word that she spoke. “I’m really sorry about that,” was all he could think to say.
She merely shrugged. “I don’t want your charity or pity. I’ve got enou—”
"Woah, woah," Ashton interrupted with his hands up. "It wasn’t pity. It was sympathy…" He studied her and she slowly looked up at him. "It sounds like you try not to get too close to people because you think you’ll always get hurt."
Mae looked away. “It always happen,” she sighed. “Sometimes, I just want to escape. Like I don’t want to be here anymore. And maybe it’s because I’m a typical 17-year-old, but I wanna….I wanna…” she paused to think about what to say, but couldn’t find the word to describe what she meant.
"Run away?" Ashton answered. She looked at him in surprised and nodded. His eyes showed something that almost reminded her of what she saw in her own reflection. "Can I see that guitar?"
She looked down and remembered that she was still holding it. “You play?” she asked. He smiled and nodded. She passed the guitar to him and he took it with care. She placed the pick in his hand. Her eyes studied him, wondering what he was going to play. Soon, he began to strum a familiar tune, a song that she’d often to turn to and dream of. "Say goodbye to the halls and the classes, say hello to a job and the taxes…" Recognizing the lyrics, a small smile appeared on her face and her heart fluttered.
When the chorus came around, she sang along with him. By the time the song ended, there was a small crowd that had surrounded the both of them. They applauded and Mae blushed again. Ashton leaned over to her and whispered, “You sounded amazing.” Her blush deepened and the crowd soon dissipated. They were alone again. “I could do that, you know?”
Mae looked at Ashton, confused. “What?”
"I can take you away like that. To another world, I mean…there’s other places out there and—"
"Are you asking me to leave with you?" she asked in disbelief.
Ashton stumbled over his words, trying to find the way to explain himself without sounding like a creep. “No, no. I mean yes, but..” He sighed and calmed himself before speaking again, “I’m in a band. And I’m currently on a tour with them. I meant that you could come along…if you want. We’re travelling across the country.”
The girl sat there for a moment, trying to figure out how this could happen to her. “Wha- Do you think I can just leave my life behind and just run away with a complete stranger?”
Ashton smirked as if he already knew she was going to ask that. “Wendy did. Come on, Mae, let me take you to Neverland. Maybe I can help you get signed. You’re really talented.” Mae giggled at how cliché he sounded, but then thought seriously about the offer. She weighed her options carefully. “You said it yourself that you didn’t want to be here anymore, but it’s completely up to you.”
She bit her lip and looked back to him with a smile. “I’ve got nothing to lose,” she shrugged. She knew that he wanted to save her and honestly, she had been waiting for this moment for a long time. ”Alright, let’s go!”
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