The Moment

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Ashley's POV
It's been days since that night.
I can't stop thinking of her long black hair, ice blue eyes, and ruby red lips. Her skin was ivory, and she was about 5'5". She looked about 17.
I haven't known her long.
Actually I don't know her at all.
She was just a face in the crowd.
In the front of the group of screaming fans that seemed to never end.
This was the most filled show of the tour, the one I liked the best.
She was singing along to the songs blasting through the speakers. Her beauty pulling me closer and closer to her as I played my bass.
Secretly I was hoping she would be one of the group of people that got backstage passes for after the show.
It seemed like forever until Andy pulled the show to an end.
"Thank you so fucking much! You guys rocked it!"
We all walked backstage, my mind still on her.
"Ash….Ash….ASHLEY!" Jake hollered, waving his hand in front of me.
"What?" I said snapping out of my thoughts.
"You aren't acting yourself… What's going on?" he demanded an answer.
"Nothing… I'm fine." I quickly stated, trying to keep the suspicion low.
"Sure whatever Ash."
As soon as he left I slipped back into the mesmerizing thoughts of her.
A sort of trance that I seemed incapable of slipping out of.
I've never been this way before.
I've never wanted to know someone so badly.

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