Chapter Two
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He couldn't help but leave the stage
Ashton knew if he had stayed any longer he could have succumbed to his feral urges due to that scent
God that scent...
He had never smelled something so deliciously blissful. He couldn't even try to explain how overwhelming it was. But where did it even come from. He hadn't felt like this earlier also, his body had momentarily froze for a while as he tried to locate where the scent was coming from, all he had had met with was a pair of eyes. Those pair of eyes he couldn't stop staring into even as their owner looked away
The popstar had known right there just what it was he was scenting. He had to get out of there or else he might have lost control
" Ashton, what the hell men.."
Damien had approached him the moment he was in the back stage lounging room. His manager and best friend did not look too pleased, Ashton couldn't bring himself to care
" we still had four more songs to go. What happened?"
" I can't "
The dark haired man raised a brow
" what do you mean you can't? "
Ashton sighed " I mean I can't "
" dude? Your not making sense"
" the scent it..it was overwhelming and I..I just can't okey!"
He didn't even know why he was bothering to explain this to Damien, the man was just too dense. But his manager seemed to be catching on
" do you mean?"
He didn't even need to answer the question, Damien got the point. The man seemed on the edge of panicking
" oh my God Ash..how..I..what do we.."
" come down. Your going to give me a migraine if you keep stuttering "
" what are you going to do?" The older man asked ignoring the comment
Ashton wasn't sure of the answer himself. What was it exactly he was going to do? Obviously he hadn't anticipated this
He ran his fingers through his bleached hair
" can you give her a backstage pass for me?"
" who exactly am I to give?"
Damien received a harsh glare to which he only smiled at
" alright. Tell me what she smells like and I'll fetch her "
The popstar paused for a moment contemplating on it
" caramel" he said finally before lounging on the Sofa. Obviously he had no intention of continuing the concert anymore
He had better things to think about now
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There were mumbles around her as the crowd seem to whine and complain about how short the concert had cut. Samantha kinda agreed with them, surely it could have been longer right? But who was she to complain anyways, she had her fun as it was
" I can't believe it's over" Marisa whined seemingly on the verge of crying, Emma looked just as disappointed as her. The girls had even insisted they lag behind just in case Ashton might happen to be planning another surprise performance. Sam decided to ignore their ' fan girl' madness since even she would have liked such things
Finally after several minutes of just standing there, even the hall was beginning to look empty, Sam turned to Xander who was still on his phone
" let's go home now"
" uhh? Is it over already?"
Sam rolled her eyes, as if he hadn't been hoping the concert would end early
" come on Emma its time to start heading home now"
Emma whined " can't we wait for just a little longer? You never know when it comes to Ashton"
" it's getting late Emma "
Sam was getting annoyed now
" come on sister Sam, just for a bit. A miracle might happen" Marisa chipped in
Sam threw her hands in exasperation. A miracle? Seriously!
" yeah..like some guys just gonna approach us and say ' hey, Ashton grey would like to see you back stage'"
A handsome looking guy in joggers approached them and mouthed
" hey, Ashton grey would like to see you back stage"
Sam didn't even know what to say to that. Did she suddenly become a soothsayer? Was she a prophetess now?
Emma and Marisa were squealing in the background now
" Ashton grey wants to see us!"
" oh my gosh that's so awesome! "
" actually its only her he's requesting" black haired guy mumbled with a blank face
It suddenly seemed as if a bomb had been dropped. Black haired guy didn't even seem fazed at the girl's miserable looks
" what? Why only her?" Emma wanted to cry
" sister Sam, did you enlist in some kind of competition and didn't tell us?" Marisa was crying
Sam was just confused but mostly angry that this weird guy had made her sisters to cry
" listen here buddy" she began in her scolding voice " I don't know what your saying but tell this Ashton guy that if my two sisters aren't coming with me then am not going either"
Both Marisa and Emma were looking up at her with admirable eyes " wow. Sister Sam is really so amazing"
Damien sighed tiredly. Why did he ever accept to do this job anyways. So troublesome..
" alright. They can come too"
" yeah!!" Cheered the fan girls
Sam looked pleased. She turned to face xander, what was the i***t still typing anyways?
" babe?"
" huh?"
" we're going backstage to meet this Ashton guy. You wait in the car"
" why should I wait in the car.I know Marisa's just gonna stalk the guy home" xander looked displeased
Marisa didn't even try to deny the accusation, why should she? It was probably true anyways
Sam sighed " I'll make sure the girls don't waste so much time, we'll be back soon and then we can go home"
Xander seemed appeased by this though he added a last warning for his girlfriend jokingly
" don't go falling for this guy also though"
Sam laughed at that " as if"
Damien watched the interaction with narrowed eyes
' does this mean Ashton's mate had a boyfriend. Surely that was a recipe for disaster'
" let's go then" he replied curtly. He'll let Ashton Flare deal with the rest
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