Not Interested
Chapter 13 - Backstage
Jordan’s POV
I think he might have snapped when I stuck my tongue at him.
The show ended about 10 minutes ago and the 1D boys, Dot and I are all sitting in the green room waiting for 5SOS. I’m freaking out. What if Ashton recognizes me as the girl who stood him up. I mean Ashton is my favorite out of the band. He just seems so sweet yet protective and I feel like he would be the kind of boy that I can call at 3am and talk about nothing, or show up at his house just to cuddle, or- SNAP OUT OF IT!! Okay, breathe, they could walk in at any moment, you don't want to be caught daydreaming, especially if you are daydreaming about them.
The 5SOS boys walked in carrying their instruments, Ashton had his drumsticks. My eyes immediately fall on the drumsticks. There was nothing special about them, they were plain, Vater Percussion drumsticks. The weird thing is, I have the same pair at home.
“What never seen drumsticks before?” He giggled and I’m trying to stay calm right now.
“No it's just I have the same pair at home.”
“Oh…” he looked in my eyes, as if he was looking into my soul, “You wouldn't happen to be the girl that stood me up earlier, would you?”
God damn it. My worst fear is confirmed. I’m now the girl who stood up Ashton Irwin.
“Um… Yeah… that was me.”
“That's what I thought.”
All of a sudden his lips crashed on to mine. He pinned me against a wall and brushed his tongue against my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I made sure this didn’t go an farther than it already had. My hands were on his chest trying to push him off of me, but he was too strong. Our bodies were pressed into each other. We were so close, I could feel his growing bulge through his jeans. He asked for entrance again and I pushed against him even harder. He pulled away with a grin on his face.
“Jordan, you don’t know how long I've waited to do that.”
Holy fuck, what just happened? Better question, how does he know my name? My thoughts are a huge mess right now. I mean, Ashton fucking Irwin just kissed me, and he tried to make it more than kissing! Plus he somehow magically knows my name. There's just too much to comprehend.
“What. Uh. Er. you, me.” I tried to string together a sentence but all I could do what stutter and mutter under my breath, “Fuck.”
“Hey! No swearing!”. I punched him in the gut. I couldn't help myself. How could he go from forcefully kissing me against a wall, to telling me not to swear like a fucking 10 year old.
“Why the hell did you do that?
“I do what I want, I’m punk rock.” I said walking over to the snack table.
“Did you just quote me?” It was Mikey.
“Yeah, why? You got a problem with that?” I snapped.
“No,” I think he realized that I wasn't in the mood to talk, “it's just not a lot of people do.”
He started to walk away when I realized that he might be able to help me understand what just happen with Ashton.
“Hey wait.” I called. He turned around with a stupid grin on his face.
“I knew would want a photo. Do you want a kiss on the cheek or a rocker pic?”
Holy shit. He thinks I want a picture. I mean I don't blame him, I guess most girls would.
“Neither.” He shot me a confused look, “I actually have a question. About Ashton.”
He thought this over for a moment the simply said,
“Well, I'm not Ashton, so I might not give the best answer, but I can try. So, fire away.”
“Okay so it's actually a couple of question that cool?”
He nodded his head in response and grabbed a slice of pizza.
“First off, does Ashton normally call girls out like he did tonight?”
“Nope. This is the first time.” He wasn’t looking me in the eyes but I can tell he’s not lying.
“Hmm. Does Ashton normally kiss random strangers?”
He nearly choked on his pizza.
“HE DID WHAT?”
I was a little taken aback. Didn't he see us? It was like five minutes ago.
“Um.. yeah. We had a short conversation, then he kind of just went for it, I guess.”
“Excuse me for a moment while I beat the shit out of my band member.” He turned away to go find Ashton and I felt a sense of guilt in my stomach. I was the reason Ashton is going to have a black eye or broken bone. I grabbed Mikey on the shoulder and turned him to face me.
“Listen, don’t kill Ashton.”
He shook me off and turned away again. This time I turned him to face me with a little bit more force than last time.
“What?” He spat bitterly.
“Don't kill Ashton.”
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t.”
“Because I want to.”
He looked at me and an evil grin spread across his face. I knew he had a plan, but I had already came up with one.
I think he might have snapped when I stuck my tongue at him.
The show ended about 10 minutes ago and the 1D boys, Dot and I are all sitting in the green room waiting for 5SOS. I’m freaking out. What if Ashton recognizes me as the girl who stood him up. I mean Ashton is my favorite out of the band. He just seems so sweet yet protective and I feel like he would be the kind of boy that I can call at 3am and talk about nothing, or show up at his house just to cuddle, or- SNAP OUT OF IT!! Okay, breathe, they could walk in at any moment, you don't want to be caught daydreaming, especially if you are daydreaming about them.
The 5SOS boys walked in carrying their instruments, Ashton had his drumsticks. My eyes immediately fall on the drumsticks. There was nothing special about them, they were plain, Vater Percussion drumsticks. The weird thing is, I have the same pair at home.
“What never seen drumsticks before?” He giggled and I’m trying to stay calm right now.
“No it's just I have the same pair at home.”
“Oh…” he looked in my eyes, as if he was looking into my soul, “You wouldn't happen to be the girl that stood me up earlier, would you?”
God damn it. My worst fear is confirmed. I’m now the girl who stood up Ashton Irwin.
“Um… Yeah… that was me.”
“That's what I thought.”
All of a sudden his lips crashed on to mine. He pinned me against a wall and brushed his tongue against my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I made sure this didn’t go an farther than it already had. My hands were on his chest trying to push him off of me, but he was too strong. Our bodies were pressed into each other. We were so close, I could feel his growing bulge through his jeans. He asked for entrance again and I pushed against him even harder. He pulled away with a grin on his face.
“Jordan, you don’t know how long I've waited to do that.”
Holy fuck, what just happened? Better question, how does he know my name? My thoughts are a huge mess right now. I mean, Ashton fucking Irwin just kissed me, and he tried to make it more than kissing! Plus he somehow magically knows my name. There's just too much to comprehend.
“What. Uh. Er. you, me.” I tried to string together a sentence but all I could do what stutter and mutter under my breath, “Fuck.”
“Hey! No swearing!”. I punched him in the gut. I couldn't help myself. How could he go from forcefully kissing me against a wall, to telling me not to swear like a fucking 10 year old.
“Why the hell did you do that?
“I do what I want, I’m punk rock.” I said walking over to the snack table.
“Did you just quote me?” It was Mikey.
“Yeah, why? You got a problem with that?” I snapped.
“No,” I think he realized that I wasn't in the mood to talk, “it's just not a lot of people do.”
He started to walk away when I realized that he might be able to help me understand what just happen with Ashton.
“Hey wait.” I called. He turned around with a stupid grin on his face.
“I knew would want a photo. Do you want a kiss on the cheek or a rocker pic?”
Holy shit. He thinks I want a picture. I mean I don't blame him, I guess most girls would.
“Neither.” He shot me a confused look, “I actually have a question. About Ashton.”
He thought this over for a moment the simply said,
“Well, I'm not Ashton, so I might not give the best answer, but I can try. So, fire away.”
“Okay so it's actually a couple of question that cool?”
He nodded his head in response and grabbed a slice of pizza.
“First off, does Ashton normally call girls out like he did tonight?”
“Nope. This is the first time.” He wasn’t looking me in the eyes but I can tell he’s not lying.
“Hmm. Does Ashton normally kiss random strangers?”
He nearly choked on his pizza.
“HE DID WHAT?”
I was a little taken aback. Didn't he see us? It was like five minutes ago.
“Um.. yeah. We had a short conversation, then he kind of just went for it, I guess.”
“Excuse me for a moment while I beat the shit out of my band member.” He turned away to go find Ashton and I felt a sense of guilt in my stomach. I was the reason Ashton is going to have a black eye or broken bone. I grabbed Mikey on the shoulder and turned him to face me.
“Listen, don’t kill Ashton.”
He shook me off and turned away again. This time I turned him to face me with a little bit more force than last time.
“What?” He spat bitterly.
“Don't kill Ashton.”
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t.”
“Because I want to.”
He looked at me and an evil grin spread across his face. I knew he had a plan, but I had already came up with one.
Notes
Hello people
How are you? Hope you are enjoying this. I might post again tonight but idk. Have a nice life. well,
BYE :-D
The bunny is dinner
11/24/16