**Ashley's P.O.V**
"Get up!" Anthony shouted lifting the sheets off my bed,
"Ugh, it's to early," I moan,
"It's 11.30, get up, I bring great news," he says excitingly,
I sit up and stretch my arms up,
"Okay, what is it," I yawn,
"Okay don't freak out," he says like a teenage girl,
"I won't, I promise," I say smiling,
"Okay well the manager of the Kooks just contacted me," he pauses, "and they want you to support them on their headline tour in America,"
I can't speak, I'm too shocked,
"Oh my god," I say, "oh my fucking good," I shout getting up, "that's, that's, that's incredible," I hug him, he hugs me back tightly,
"How, why, who?" I question not mowing which is more important,
"They said a friend contacted them and suggested you, and I sent them some of your demos and they loved it," he beams
I put my head in my hands, "oh my god that crazy, oh my god I'm gonna perform on an actual stage," I say excitedly,
"Ashley, you've made it," he hugged me again,
I quickly pull a sweater and some leggings on, and i run out the door,
"Ash, where are you going," Anthony yells,
"I need to thank someone," I yell grabbing my phone off the side. I ride across town on the subway, I grab a pretzel from a corner store and a coffee, I arrive at Matty's hotel quickly, and make my way up to his room, I pause before knocking, he did this for me, he made this happen, I knock, he opens the door, with his shirt unbuttoned,
"Hey is anyone here," I ask shrugging,
"Um nah," he smiles, I instantly hug him around the neck as he grabs my waist,
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," I whisper into is neck,
"Hey you did it yourself, your incredible," he smiles, our noses touch, he kisses my gently, I kiss back, I rest my forehead against his,
"This is crazy," I laugh,
"You deserve it," he grins, I kiss him again passionately,
"Uh humm," I voice makes us Spring apart, George is at the door looking unamused,
"At least shut the god damn door," he mumbles grumpily,
"Sorry sunshine," Matty rolls his eyes,
"You," George points at me, "you need to leave,"
"You," he points at Matty,"we need to talk,"
I walk to the door,
"No Ash stay," Matty says, I stop, "what do you need to talk about," he asks George.
George slaps a magazine down in front of him, "we need to talk about why you are punching high school boys in New Jersey," George has no expression on his face,
"Oh shit," Matty says peering over the Magazine, I look at the heading,
The 1975 frontman 'Matty Healy' beat up high schooler in New Jersey school car park.
"Yea you can say that again," George says snorting, "more bad press? Are you serious?"
"I didn't really beat him up," Matty shrugs,
"Well that's not what this parents told the press," George rolls his eyes,
"I was giving him life advice," Matty smirks,
"And what advice was that," George says sarcastically,
"Don't be a cocky prick," Matty smiles,
"But you are a cocky prick," George insisted,
"Yea but let's be honest, we don't need more of me," he grins,
"I'm glad your finding this funny," George says disapprovingly, "I'm not sure our manager will,"
"Um sure they'll find it hilarious," Matty rolls his eyes,
"What the hell were you doing in a New Jersey high school anyway," George asks,
Matty meets my eye, "um, meet and greet?" He offers,
"Bull shit," George says, "think of a better excuse to tell Jamie, he won't bye that," he goes to leave, but turns around and looks at me,
"Ashley, you should go before you cause us any more shit," he snaps,
"Hey, it wasn't her fault," Matty snap's back ,
"Yea your right, coincidence that it was the same high school her brothers go to," George says sarcastically,
"Jesus George pipe down," Matty rolls his eyes,
"No, ever since she's got here, you haven't been writing, turning up late for interviews, spaced out the whole time," George is getting angry,
Matty unplugs a memory stick out of his laptop and grows it to George,
"9 perfectly lyrical masterpieces," Matty dose a fake now,
George catches it, "fine whatever, your songwriting has got better." He slammed the door and left. I sit down on the bed,
"Maybe he's right," I say, I don't even know what in saying,
"What? About my writing?" He asks sitting opposite me on a chair,
"No, maybe this, us, whatever we are, is negatively affecting things," I say sighing, I don't meet his eye,
"Don't listen to George, he's crazy, he doesn't know what he's talking about," he moves his hand onto my lap,
"No, it's not just that, it's that, yea whatever me and Peder have an unhealthy relationship that needs to stop, but you and Gemma," I pause, "she loves you, and whatever you say, you are happy,"
Matty gets up, and ruffles his hair with his hand, " your wrong, I DID love Gemma, and we WERE happy and yea maybe I don't hate her, sometimes I even like her, but, but.." He trails off,
"But what?" I ask,
"But I love you," he blurts out all at once looking at me and holding my glaze,
"Your just saying that," I say breaking our stare,
"No I'm not, there's no one like you, your amazingly talented, ridiculously strong and your honestly the most incredible person I have ever had the good fortune to meet," he pauses and looks at me, "but whatever if you don't feel the same way, fine we won't do this again," he shrugs,
"It's not that I don't feel the same way because I do, but this, this is never going to work, your always traveling and with work and stuff.." I trail off,
"Ashley, I would do anything and everything to make us work," he says looking out the window, " but okay, fine, leave, do whatever you want " he walks out the room and slams the door.
I'm left there tears prick in my eyes I need to get here, I run down out of the lobby, praying that I don't see anyone I know, I don't thank god, I run up the stairs back to my apartment, I open the door I can tell my eyes are blood shot, Peder is sitting at the table looking unamused,
"Where have you been?" He asks angrily,
"Um with a friend, are you okay," I rush past him,
"Who?" He asks again,
"Matty," I answer,
"Of course" he sniggers,
Anthony comes out of the bathroom and sees us, "im sorry Ash, I had to tell him, he deserved to know," he runs out the sore before I say a word,
"What about me and Matty...?" I wonder,
"That your fucking him," Peder tuts,
I can't say anything, I can't even mood, my day can't get any worse and it started off so great, I open my mouth to speak,
"Don't say anything," he interrupts nastily, "Ash I really tried for us, I really did, I gave you everything you wanted, but obviously it wasn't enough," he gets up loudly,
"No it's not.." I start,
"I said don't say anything," he yells slamming his fist on the counter, "get out!"
"Ped..." I speak,
"GET OUT!" He shouts again,
"Let me ex.." I start again,
"I SAID LEAVE!" He shouts in one fair motion, his fist knocks into my cheek exploding pain, which makes me fall to the ground,
"Oh shit," he runs and gets paper towels, there's blood all over my hand,
"I'm so sorry, I don't mean to," he's saying to himself, he comes back over and tried to touch me, I flinch and scramble up to the my feet, my eyes are wide with fear, I don't say anything, I sprint out the room, I can here him swearing and calling my name behind me.
