A/N: This story was inspired by Ashley at the VMA's back in September when everyone was saying she didn't seem very happy. This was written purely for fun as I'm a Jackson/Ashley shipper. If you don't like Ashley and Jackson or you like Ashley with Joe, don't read this story.

Ashley's POV

As I sat getting my make-up done for the VMA's, I couldn't stop thinking about Jackson. I hadn't seen him in over a month and I was really excited for the VMA's because he was going to be there with his band.

A few days ago, I got a text from him telling me he wasn't coming because he had to go to Toronto a few days early to do press before the Film Festival. I wanted to call him just so I could hear his voice, but we hadn't talked in a while and he had been distant lately. When we were at the Teen Choice Awards last month, we barely said hi to each other.

While I was lost in thought, I barely noticed my phone vibrating in my pocket. When I took it out, I saw I had a text from J and I got really excited until I realized it was from Joe. I hadn't seen him in over a week, since I left for Paris, but I didn't miss him like I missed Jackson.

I finally read his text which said,

-Ash,

I'm sorry, but I don't think this is

working between us. I hope we

can still be friends.

-Joe

I can't believe this! I just became the latest casualty of Joe Jonas' infamous break-ups. I wasn't even upset about breaking up with him; I just can't believe he would text me and use such a cliché line like "I hope we can still be friends." Please.

I couldn't resist, so I called him, his phone going straight to voice mail, probably trying to avoid me. Well I left him an angry message that said,

"Joe Jonas, you have a lot to learn about women if you ever want to make a relationship work. Just so you know, I was planning on breaking up with you too, but I would have at least had the balls to call and talk to you. I feel sorry for whoever you date next because all you do is use girls to get more attention and then you dump them when you can't use them anymore! And you know what? I don't want to be friends because I don't treat my friends like that, so have a good life you jackass!"

Although a lot of that was from my anger at not seeing Jackson tonight, it still felt good.

I really don't want to go, not only am I going alone, but now I'm single and everyone's going to ask about our relationship like they always do.

I finally finished getting my dress on and my make-up done. I was so distracted thinking about everything in the car that I didn't even hear my publicist telling me who to talk to on the red carpet.

"Ashley, are you okay, you seem upset?"

"I'm okay. I'm just not in the mood for all of this right now. I wish I could've just stayed home in bed and watched Breakfast at Tiffany's."

"Maybe you shouldn't do a lot of interviews tonight. If you seem out of it, who knows what the press will say about you."

"Are you sure? I'm just not in the mood to be answering all kinds of personal questions tonight."

"Yeah, no problem. Just pose for a few pictures and you have to do a quick interview with MTV since you were the fashion correspondent last year, but I'll tell the rest of the reporters that you're not taking questions."

"Okay. Thank you so much."

"That's my job."

We rode the rest of the way in silence, and when we finally arrived, I took a deep breath as I got out of the car.

I walked the "white carpet" posing for pictures, but I just felt so alone I didn't even smile. I'm sure that will get people talking, saying I was in a bad mood all night.

I did my MTV interview which was quick and easy. When I walked past the press area, they still shouted questions at me even though my publicist told them I wouldn't be taking questions.

There were the typical, "Who are you wearing?"

And what I didn't want to talk about, "Where's Joe?" "Are you guys really dating?" I could tell them exactly what he did to me but I don't like to talk about my personal life and I don't want to be tagged as the bitch who badmouths everyone.

Then I heard one question quietly from the back that I wasn't expecting, "When do you start filming Breaking Dawn? Are you excited to see Jackson and everyone again?" I tried to shake it off and walked into the show.

While I listened to Eminem and Rihanna sing Love The Way You Lie, I kept imagining Jackson singing with his band. Despite everything going on around me, I couldn't stop thinking about him.

Before I knew it, I was up to present so I had to pull it together for a few minutes. Me and Jared Leto introduced Florence and The Machine.

The rest of the show went by in a blur and I left right away to go home. I definitely wasn't in a partying mood.

When I got home I changed into my pajamas and started watching my favorite movie, Breakfast At Tiffany's. I love Audrey Hepburn and I always feel better after watching that movie.

When my phone rang, I didn't feel like talking to anyone and since it was my apartment phone and not my cell, it probably wasn't that important so I just let it go to voice mail.

At first whoever it was didn't say anything so I assumed it must have been a wrong number.

Then he said, "Ashley" and I ran to the phone, almost dropping it when I tried to turn it on because I was shaking so bad. My voice cracked when I said, "Jackson?"

A/N: Please review so I know if you like it. I will post the next chapter soon.