Just an Ashley Love story

Time Lapse to December

Christine’s POV
I have 1 week left to spend my time with Ashley. He’s going across seas on tour to promote the new album. I’m not looking forward to the 2 months he’ll be away. When he isn’t getting ready, he’s with me, down at the barn, in the shop, running errands. We are doing everything we can to spend our last few moments together.

It’s been really hectic lately. Because of the tour, they all gave up their apartments, and have pretty much moved into my house. Andy, CC and Jake each have their own rooms, Jinxx stays in the apartment with Angel, and Ash stays with me…obviously. I actually don’t mind. Having them around is a lot of fun.

Tonight we are going to a club to celebrate the success of the new album. Ashley is bringing me shopping for the perfect outfit. A dress. Because that is one thing I DO NOT OWN. We walked around the downtown district, looking in all the designer shops. Half the dresses he picked out I wouldn’t even come out of the dressing room.

“Does it HAVE to be a dress?”

“Yes, I want to see you in a dress before I leave. I’m not going to be around for two months, you can wear a dress for me, it won’t kill you.”

“It might.”

“Oh stop.” He said laughing at me.

I peeked my head out of the dressing room, “I don’t like this one either.”

“Now why?”

“It’s too short.”

“Babe, you have an amazing body, you shouldn’t be ashamed of showing it off.”

“Ash, if I bend over, you’ll see everything!!”

“I’m not complaining.”

“Hush you.”

I stepped out of the dressing room. I’m wearing a very tight, one shoulder black dress, that barely covers anything. I’m all leg in this dress. He looked like he’d just seen a ghost.

“Ok babe, that’s one thing I’ll agree with you on. It’s too short. I don’t want any other guy gawking at you like a piece of meat. But we’re still getting it, I want you to wear that for me. Next shop.”

I breathed out a sigh of relief and laughed. He’s so goofy sometimes.

“Ash, why don’t you let me wear one of the dresses you designed.”

He paused and looked back at me. I could see the gears in his head turning. “I don’t know, they aren’t really made for clubs. But you just gave me an idea for the next line I want to put out.”

Damn, well it was worth a shot right? I got dressed as he paid for the dress, and we walked to the next store. I was getting tired. I am thankful though, that it is as warm as it is. I miss Jersey winters and snow but its riding weather all winter long out here in L.A., a girl could get used to that!

We hit the last store on the block and walked into dress haven. That’s all this store is, dresses. I groaned. He laughed and said “suck it up babe, you’re wearing a dress.”

I just stuck my tongue out at him.

After trying on multiple dresses I finally put on one that I was comfortable with. It was a looser fit, like a peasant top almost, that had an elastic attached skirt. It was a dark blue swirled white and light blues. I looked up in the mirror and smiled. “I really like this one babe.”

“Well it’s about time.” He paused, ”Which one, you went in there with 10 dresses.”
I opened the door to the dressing room and stepped out. He cocked his head to the side. He didn’t like it.

“It doesn’t show off your figure.”

“So what, I’m all leg again but I can actually bend over in the one. Plus you know what my body looks like, you’re the only one that needs to know. I don’t like being looked at like that.”

“Well it’s definitely you. You’re gorgeous in it, I was just hoping to show you off a bit more. Let’s get it then, you could always wear the black one for me when we get home.”
His smile lit up the room and I couldn’t help but laugh at him. Such a perv.

Ashley’s POV
We finally get back to the house, and I’m excited. It’s the first time I’m taking her out to a club, and she’s wearing a dress. I didn’t think I’d talk her into it, but she agreed. Yay! Everyone is going out tonight. All the guys and all their girls. Our last hoorah before a 2 month long tour across seas. THAT I’m not looking forward to.

It’s weird. I love being on tour, seeing all the fans, seeing all the places. Partying it up, you know, rock star life. But I almost don’t want to go. Being apart from Christine is, painful, to say the least. Especially after the accident. We are inseparable. Unless I’m in the studio, or setting up for tour whiles she’s down at the barn, I’m with her. It’s going to suck being away from her all that time.

We took our showers and shared the mirror for our makeup and hair. The first time we did this she couldn’t stop laughing. She said, and I quote, “I’d never thought I’d be sharing a mirror to do makeup and hair with my boyfriend.”

I remember trying to look angry with her, it didn’t work, she just laughed harder, which got me laughing. A half hour makeup session turned into almost an hour.

I smiled into the mirror thinking about that day. She saw me and asked. “Penny for your thoughts?”

“Just thinking about the first time we did this.”

“Did what?”

“This, putting makeup on together.”

“Nope, don’t start, we’ll start laughing and hold everybody up.”

She looked at me and smiled, I laughed. She brought her eye pencil up to her eye and put it down, and started laughing. “Damn you!”

I laughed even harder. Life with her is perfect. Yeah we’ve had some little arguments, but one of us always does or says something stupid, and we wind up laughing, we always wind up laughing. Most of our arguments were about stupid stuff too. Like when I came out to the fans about Christine, some of them weren’t very nice about things. She got over it quick though.

I pulled her to me, and crushed her against my body, pressing my lips to hers. She was only in a bra and a thong, me in my boxers. When her skin touched mine I gasped against her mouth. Every time our skin touches, it’s like electricity runs through me. It’s a feeling I never want to go away.

I pulled back and smiled, “I’ve got an idea. I haven’t done it in a while so the fans wouldn’t expect it.”

She looked at me funny, “whats that?”

“Let take a picture, of us here in the bathroom, dressed the way we are, you wrapped around me. Something sexy.”

An evil grin spread across her face. She knew what I was getting at, and as always, she wanted in. Man, I love this woman.

I pulled out my phone, wrapped her leg around my waist, her hand went up to cup my face. We made it look like we were about to get into a seriously passionate kiss. Eyes half lidded, heads tilted ever so slightly. When I thought it was perfect I snapped the picture. We looked at it and in unison said “that’s HOT!”

I quickly posted it with a caption of “going out to the club with this beautiful woman, yup she’s mine.” and not before long I heard Andy at the door. “You two should be getting ready, not posting pictures of yourselves. Hurry up we’re all waiting.”

We laughed, and went to get dressed. One last look in the mirror and we went to the living room where everyone waited. Tonight was going to be great!

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