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The Usual

“Tori wake up.” Someone said and nudged me. I groaned and threw my blanket over my head. “Tori wake up you need to start getting ready it’s already noon.” I rolled over to see Lillia standing beside my bed. “Get ready for what?” I moaned. “The concert tonight. Now come on, get up.” She said and I shot out of bed. The concert, the concert I had been waiting 4 months for. That was today, oh my god it was today!!

She brought over the clothes she was going to wear. She was so perfect and skinny that she’d look great in everything. I sighed and got into the shower. I let the hot water caress my body as I washed my hair and body. I stood in the shower for a minute, running my fingers over the scars on my thighs and wrist. I was a month clean, it was the longest I had ever gone. I stepped out of the shower. It was now 1. Okay I still had about an hour or so, we had to drive a while to get to the venue.

I blow dried my hair and straightened it as straight as I could get it. I wrapped a towel around myself and dug through my closet, trying to decide on what to wear. “Why don’t you wear this?” Lillia asked and threw me a shirt with a cross on it. I smiled, “Thanks.” I said and put a bra on and the rest of my clothing. I was finishing my makeup when she came in and asked if she looked okay. I told her she looked amazing. And I wasn’t lying. Her boobs were almost too big for that top, but it was cute, and her legs were supper skinny, so she looked amazing in the skirt, but who in the hell would wear heals to a concert? Lillia. Lillia would.


When I finished my makeup I asked her if I looked okay and she said I looked fantastic. I smiled and said thanks. We grabbed our tickets and backstage passes and got into her black Ford Mustang. We had to drive 3 hours to get there, it would be 5, so we’d go grab something to eat and then go in. we had front row seats and backstage passes. It was by far the most amazing thing ever. On the way there we listened to 5 Seconds of Summer and some One Direction, just to throw in a mix.


When we got there, there were people already waiting outside of the venue. I sighed. “We get in early, remember.” Lillia winked and flashed me her backstage pass. And I smiled. Yay, I don’t have to wait in line for 2 more hours. We walked up to the bouncer and showed him our passes and tickets and he let us in. we got lemonade from Chick-Fil-A and were guided to the backstage meet & greet area. There they were Michael, Luke, Ashton, and Calum. All sitting there, doing signings and photos. Luke looked up and winked. At first I thought he was winking at me, but then I realized he was winking at Lillia and I felt my self-confidence drop.


Luke looked at the security guard and motioned him to go to him. He whispered in his ear and the guard walked towards us and asked how old Lillia was, she said 18. The guard walked back over to Luke and whispered to him. Luke did some really cute smirk thing and he bit his lip, I swear to god I almost melted. Too bad he wasn’t referring to me. Lillia always got them anyways, it didn’t really matter; well it did, I just learned not to get too upset, in public anyways.


“Ooo Lillia, girl you got it going on!” I whispered to her and she laughed. It was our turn to take pictures and get stuff signed. Lillia, got her fucking boobs signed. I had some shitty piece of paper to get signed. It’s horrible being that ugly friend. Luke left the table and Lillia followed him. I frowned and sat down on a chair that was somewhat close to the table. My phone vibrated, I looked down and saw that it was Oli.
~Oli: How’s it going?
~Me: Okay I guess. The usual.
~Oli: Like what? Lillia again? :/
~Me: Yeah, same shit. One of the guys always finds her more attractive.
~Oli: I’m sorry Tori.
~Me: She even got her fucking boobs signed! How am I supposed to compete? D:<<br> ~Oli: Don’t worry Tori, you’re beautiful and any guy would be lucky to have you.
~Me: Thanks Oli c: Talk to you later!

I put my phone up and tapped my finger, waiting on them to get back. All of the signings were finished, it had been at least an hour since I texted Oli and saw them leave. I sat there, waiting, trying not to cry. God I was so ugly! I realized my thoughts were being spoken out loud when Ashton came up and tapped my shoulder. I jumped a little and my eyes widened when I saw who it was. “Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said and backed up. “Oh no, it’s fine.” I ‘smiled’ “Are you okay? You talk out loud, and don’t seem too okay.” He laughed. “Yeah, I’m okay, I guess.” I mumbled. “Well uh, your boob friend is, right over there.” He said and pointed to Lillia. “Thanks.” I said and started to walk off.

He grabbed my shoulder, “Ashton.” He smiled. Oh my god his smile was adorable, and I was seriously hardcore fangirling right now. “I’m Tori.” I smiled and he pulled me into a hug. I was surprised and I was just about to faint. He asked for my phone and I handed it to him. “Call me sometime.” He said and handed it back to me. “I defiantly will.” I said and walked over to Lillia. “Ahh!” She shouted and hugged me. “What happened?!” I asked and she started talking about how they were making out and stuff, it was typical from her, I hear it so much I’m about to zone out. That’ll be me one day, one day.

Notes

http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=131332063
I'll be posting the outfits down here, and i'm sorry if i mess up something xD I'm new to the 5sos fandom okay please don't yell xD

Comments

Wow...I never thought.....wow

@Mrs. Calum Hemmings

Message me? cx

I'd love to co author with you if you would let me :)

Try to work it out?!? I wouldn't want an asshole that tried to kill me anywhere near my child!! If he tried to kill someone and had a sexual relationship with a 15 year old, I don't think he should be near a child in general.

Ashton is a piece of shit, Tori doesn't deserve him
(AND WHAAA??? PREGNANT? WHYYYYY?????)