Just an Ashley Love story

Ashley’s POV
She crashed into me, and into my life in a way I would never have imagined. When I woke up that Friday, I expected my day to go as normal. Workout, get coffee, meet with the rest of the band to go over some things for the new album. You know, the usual. But she changed, everything for me.

I am Ashley Purdy. I am the bassist to a well-known band called Black Veil Brides. I am also a fashion designer for my own company, A.P. Fashion Inc. Things are going well for me. I’m a single man, with a fair share of lovers. For anyone who knows me, I’m kind of the “man-whore” of the band. I like sex, alcohol and Rock and Roll. Mix it up with a bit a country and that’s me in a nutshell. I’ve met/had my share of women but no one, and I mean no one has ever affected me that fast and in that way before. It was like I had to know her, no matter what.

She isn’t the type you would normally see me with. I like ‘em blonde, well “built”, curves in the right places and assets to boot. Flashy and all woman. Christine’s different, very different. Black hair, she’s well-built but you can tell she isn’t “soft” for lack of a better term. Her eyes, a deep green with a touch of blue, pierced right through me, almost like she could see into me. See every part of me with just a quick glance. And her smile, so genuine and bright. Listen to me, I’m going soft here.

After leaving her at her truck with a quick kiss on the cheek and a promise, I hopped in my car and headed for the studio. I warred with myself on whether I should tell the guys about this encounter. I’d probably just catch the usual shit from them about yet another girl I’d “hit and run.” But I had to at least tell CC, maybe he could tell me what to do next. I don’t want this to be a casual one nighter. I want to get to know her, and see if there could quite possibly be something there. Something I haven’t had in a long time. Something, I’m starting to see, I need more than I thought I did.

When I pulled up to the studio I made sure I sent her that text. It read “hey, its Ashley. Good luck at your show this weekend, and btw my last name is Purdy.” I left it at that. As I walked up to the doors I got her reply:

“Well, thank you Mr. Purdy ;) we could always use the extra luck. Hope to hear from you soon.”

All I could do was smile. Oh, yeah. I’ve got it bad.

“Hey CC, when you get a chance, I’ve got something I need to tell you. And without giving me shit, I need your advice.”

“Yeah sure Ash. You okay dude? You look like a teenager that just got his first blowjob!”

“I’m good, and I think I’m gunna be better. Much better.”

Notes

short, but i had to at least tell you how Ash was feeling, right?? more tomorrow :)