Trust Me

4. Ashton POV

Ashton POV

I have been at the club every night for the past week hoping to run into the beautiful green eyed woman but so far no luck. What is going on, I know that I have an active imagination but there is no way I could make her up. Then again why am I so hung up on a girl I haven’t even spoken to. But the problem was that since I laid eyes on her, my c**k hasn’t made a twitch at any of the half-naked girls in the club. I have even got one of the club’s subs into the back rooms to sort me out and even that didn’t work. 

It’s Saturday night, I would have thought that she would be here but once again no. I look up from the man and woman f*****g on the main stage and see the friend that the beautiful green eyed woman was talking to the first night I had seen her at the bar. I down the rest of my whisky and walked over to her. I stand next to Jasmine and get Sam's attention “The usual Ashton?” I nod, with Sam going off to make my drink. I look over at Jasmine and as if sensing I’m looking at her, she turns her head saying. “What do you want Ashton?” “What makes you think I want something?” I stare back at her. Jasmine just rolls her eyes. “Fine, I want to know about the woman who you were with last Saturday night?” Jasmine eyes me suspiciously “Why?” “She looks like an interesting person and I want to have a chat get to know each other.” I casually say. “Like f**k you will. You’re not Mel’s type so stay away from her.” And with that, she walks off. Her name is Mel. And right on time, Sam comes back with my drink. “Wow, you must have really pissed her off, what did you say?” “I asked her about the friend that she was with last Saturday, Mel? I’m sure that what she said her name was.” At the mention of Mel’s name, I could see Sam visually stiffen. Ok, who is this girl. “Mel’s not your type” and she just walks off. Why does everyone keep saying that, now I’m intrigued, taking a sip of my whisky. 

Before leaving, I decided to have a talk to the doorman Jack, to see if I can get any information. “Did you have a good night Ashton?” Jack says opening the door for me. “Yes actually but I was wondering if you could help me out?” He looks a little stunned. Normally when he asks me if I have had a good night I just say yes and walk out, I don’t usually engage in unnecessary conversation. Seeing as he isn’t going to respond, I just continue. “I’m looking for a girl named Mel?” Jack just keeps looking at me like I haven’t spoken. “Mel is special around here.” Ok, now I need to know her. “Look all I want to do is have a conversation but I feel as if she doesn’t come that often” I stare back at Jack, it’s as if he is having an internal discussion. “She is just getting back into the scene. I can’t give you a number but I can get in contact with you when she does come in here next.” Just getting back into the scene, I wonder what happened. Trying to not act too excited “That you be great thanks” I turn and walk towards my car.