Not An Ordinary Love Song

Page Two : Nice to know you...

"So, Aston left us here?" Ali asked Luca. "How we supposed to go home?"

" Let's Go back to studio. I'll take the car," Luca suggested.

" Wait," Henry stopped Luca. "None of us are sober."

They look into each other and laughed to their silliness. Lastly, they called their manager. They chatted until he showed up.They jumped in the car when a familiar man has opened the black van door. They had to explain to him, Aston has left them hangover in the park because of 'some girl'. Andrew--their manager shocked.

"I hope this wont be a bad sign," He said.

*******

Aston caught a glimpse of Ariana from the back. He rushed from the parking lot to the exit. He felt really bad. That girl sure walk fast. He pulled over in front of her--whoa, she must be scared now, he got off of his car.

" Come on get in," he said calmly.

Ariana sighed, "listen," she said in weak voice. Aston slightly bend over to listen. "i am out of energy and I can't get angry even If I wanted to," she inhaled, "I forgave you, so leave me alone. Don't mind me and just go."

She massaged her nose, exhausted.

"Listen," Aston copied Ariana. "Just let me help you as human being. you look like you could passed out anywhere and anytime. I would be very guilty if I read tomorrow's headline 'a girl found Dead in a drain' or worst 'a woman's body found naked in a street'."

She glared at him.

"Sorry," he said, he over joked her. "I mean it. just get in." she didn't budge. "you can't see clearly anyway. I broke your glass, remember?"

Aston took the lead and open the door on passenger side. Finally the girl give in and took the ride.

Aston lowered the air-con, he likes the air-con to be super cold, but the girl seems fragile. He handed her a sealed blanket, just in case she feels cold.

" so what's your name?" he asked.

"Ariana," she answered without looking.

"nice to meet you, I am Aston."

Silence creeped out for five minutes. Aston turned on the stereo, a jazzy music played as the background for their ride.

"where do you live?" he asked again.

"you can drop me off in front of The Peak," Ariana answered, lying. Oh no, she is too tired but too afraid to fall asleep. This man, she doesn't know him. The car is pitch black, pretty luxury for someone at his age--well he looked like the same age with her, he could be some rich kid from this city or a son of mafia boss. She could be taken anywhere without her knowing, or got drag away. Lying where she lived is the best option. There's no way I live in such premium neighborhood.

"Oh, you lived there?" Aston interested . "We're neighbor, then."

Damn. I was right. He just a rich kid who has nothing to do and wandering around at night.

"What were you doing at The Park? It's late anyway, and pretty far from our house," Aston asked again.

The way he said our house, WTF.

"Excuse me," said Ariana. "don't you think it was too personal?"

Yeah, we're not that close. Don't ask anymore

Ariana could see Aston shrugged. And it was silence afterwards. Not long enough after suddenly Ariana open her eyes and it's dawn already. Where is she? What happen?

She looked outside, Aston sit not far from convenience store while drinking his coffee, and...reading a book?

Ariana opened the door quietly, she wanted to leave quickly. But she locked eyes with him. He walked to her, smiling.

"Good Morning!" He greeted.

"Morning," Ariana answered awkwardly. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Well, you slept soundly," he explained. "you looked exhausted, barely sleeping. suddenly you passed out, and I can't wake you up. So I waited. You good?"

Aston handed her a bottle of water. "Drink."

Ariana obeyed. She gulped, tried to buying time to think what was happened yesterday as if she was hangover. She fell asleep in someone's car who broke her glasses with silly soft guns. oh crap!

She touch her hair and some part of her hair hardened. The blue paint exploded on my hair!

"Look," Aston tried to start the conversation. " I am so sorry... "

"Nooo!" Ariana screamed at the top of her lungs

"What happened?" Aston shocked. He looked around, tried to find some creepy guy who made her scream. Turned out no one's there---just some people jog around.

"Oh No," her voice vibrated. She glance at her watch, it is 5.30 AM, she crouched to the ground. "you know what? I can forgive you for my hair and glasses. You didn't know what you guys has done to me already. Why did you let me fall asleep? I have report to catch in 4 hours"

She lost it. She cried silently. She can't hide the tears. Aston squat, not sure what will he do. He patted her shoulder try to calm her. Then suddenly she got up.

"Enough! I'm going now," she said. "thank you so much for dropping me off. bye"

She stormed out, left Aston speechless.

******

Ariana ran to her house, one block away from those luxurious neighborhood. She made sure no one followed her. First thing she do when reached home : texting Tina, saying she will be late because of emergency. Then she go to the bathroom, shocked by the sight of her from the mirror, the hair is a mess. No matter how much shampoo she used, she couldn't take it off.

She cried--again, when she grabbed scissors and cut her hair to take off some stiff part. Now the hair is short--messy--but that's fine for now. She would go to salon as soon as possible. After that she opened the laptop and create the report. Now she's gonna have a long day.

*****

Aston, he took the lift after he parked the car underground. The lift was fast enough, you can't even have an empty stare to the wall before a familiar 'DING' heard. He live in two-floor spacious apartment. He obtained this apartment three years ago after a massive success of his band. He used to practice in basement of his parents house, now he had his own studio where he can make music. He almost do everything at his house, so he made it very personal. He designed everything in white, just like a newly weds house.

He left this house for three days, so he opened all the windows. he changed clothes, and clean the house. after that he made himself a hearty breakfast. After that, he do the dishes, he couldn't stand things pilled up. Then, he headed to bedroom. He sets the alarm at 2.00 PM, the practice start at 3.00 PM. He recalled what happened yesterday and this morning.

Honestly, he felt really sorry to the girl. She must be worked very hard to afford those glasses. Her clothes, her watch, and bag are also not a cheap one. What is she doing for life? Could it be in the same industry with him? If yes, then it would be easier to find her and give compensation--and she live in the neighborhood too.

He take out his phone, open group chat and start typing...

"Guys, do we know someone named Ariana?"

Ali answered first, "who is that?"

Then Luca added "nope"

Henry said, "which division?"

Aston type again "or maybe some singer, producer, or crew?"

There were three 'No's' on the group.

"okay. forget it," Aston typed. "what time do you guys get home?"

"Not yet," Luca said. "we're at the company studio!"

"Andrew said it would be troublesome if we going home one by one, escorted by the van"

"Yeah, bigger chance for stalker to chase us"

"I swear to God, I won't be drinking too much anymore."

Luca, Ali and Henry responded continuously in the group.

"you'd better be promise to God, Luca!" Aston typed.

Not long after that, he fell asleep. He can't hold his eyes open. The concert really exhaust all of his energy.

Dingdong

The last message from Luca come. He hasn't open it.

"I think one of our stylist friend name Ariana."