Distance // Ashton Irwin

2. Cleo

The sun peaked in through the gaps of the cream coloured curtains and I could feel it's warmth heating up the areas of my exposed skin as I lay on my bed sheets in nothing but an oversized tee and my underwear.

Today was Saturday and I was thankful that I didn't have to go to work today. Thank god for the weekend I said to myself as I crawled out of bed and made my way to the kitchen.

After making myself some breakfast I heard a knock on the door and then in walked Cleo before I even had a chance to get to the door. "Oh sorry, I knocked and then I realised the door was unlocked so I figured you were home" I laughed. "I'm surprised you even knocked."

She smiled. "There's a first time for everything."

Cleo was my bestfriend, but she was practically like a sister. She spent more time at my house then I did work, but she refused to move in.

"Holl" she said going through my fridge. "You got any cheese?" She flicked back her long dark brown hair and glared at me with those intense green eyes of hers as she waited for me to answer. "Yeah, try looking towards the back."

Minutes later Cleo pulls out a block of cheese. "Bingo!"

I headed up to my room with Cleo close behind me while she stuffed her face with a cheese and ham sandwich she had just made.

The day went by quicker than I had anticipated and we had already watched countless amount of chick flicks.

After finishing watching mean girls after the second time today, Cleo turned off the tv and I noticed that she was glaring at me.

"I'm still mad at you for not asking for a picture" said Cleo. Shit. I was surprised she had even remembered that I told her, but then again it was Ashton Irwin. Who could forget? She kept glaring at me intensely, waiting for me to say something

I remember telling Cleo all about our little encounter after work last night and she was mad that I didn't ask for a photo or even a follow on twitter.

"I was wondering how long it would take you until you brought this up" she laughed. "Oh trust me, it's been on my mind all day and I'm still mad"

"You can't be mad at me forever" she glared at me but I could see a tiny smile appear at the corner of her lips.

"Yeah you're right I can't stay mad at you."

"Good."

She turned herself around to face me. "I still can't believe how lucky you were, I mean you just bumped into some guy and it turns out to be some hottie from your favourite band" I smiled. "Yeah I guess I am lucky."

It was still hard to believe that out of all people that I could of bumped into, it had to be Ashton Irwin. Oh well I said to myself. I knew that Cleo was right. I was lucky, and I knew that I would never see him again and even if I did, he would never remember who I was.

Which I guess I was happy about, because who would want to be remembered as the girl who nearly knocked Ashton Irwin over onto the pavement?

"Well I best be off" I nodded as Cleo headed out. "Yeah okay I'll talk to you later"

"Bye."

AN: I apologise for the boring chapter/s, I promise it's get better!