Lizzy's P.O.V
"Sot tell me about you Liz... I mean Lizzy! Shit! Sorry you probably hate being called Liz" i blushed and looked down at my feet.
"Um, well you know my name and I go by Liz or well i used to. That's what my brother used to call me before he passed away." i paused trying to hold back the relentless tears. Finally they broke down the fire wall and downed they poured. Ashley grabbed me and folded me into his arms. I finally felt safe and at peace. It was perfect. Everything that i wanted at that moment.
"Please don't cry Liz. its going to be ok. I'm here." He pet my and the tears ran harder as the thoughts of Andrew raced through my mind. He held me for what felt like forever. I never wanted this moment to end. Finally the tears stopped and we got the tickets. I hadn't noticed until we got ready to get back on the bus that he was holding my hand.
Ashley's P.O.V
Holding her hand was perfect. I couldn't think of a better place to be than in this moment with her. When we got the back stage tickets we got a few looks but nothing much or we reached the bus I had to let go of her hand for fear the guys would see. They would never let me live it down. So I pulled her close one last time and I led her on the bus. Everyone looked when we got on. Andy had the look of Someone's- about- to- die- on his face. he probably thought a fan girl was sneaking her way on to meet us or rummage through our stuff... which has happened. His face went back to normal as soon as he realized it was us.
"Perfect timing!" Jinxx hollard "SOUND CHECK!" he was always to excited for those. Just ready to get the guitar out and rock.
"Be right there. Bathroom then I gotta do Lizzy's war paint real quick" I looked over quickly and saw that amazing blush that always lit up her gorgeous face. The boys just laughed and headed for sound check. I looked over at her and smiled brightly from ear to ear. "You ready for me to do you're war paint?"
"YES!" she squealed. i couldn't help but laugh a little at her. I don't think i could ever get over how amazing she looked. I couldn't wait to know more about her.
"Can you please tell me about you since we were quiet on the tour?" I asked in a soothing tone.
"Yeah, why not? I guess i'll start with my age since we were after all holding hands. I'm 18 soon to be 19. I'm big into BVB. My brother Andrew was to. He died when I was 14. Him and his girlfriend were at a party. She was drinking bit my brother always liked to practice what he preached so he would never drink and drive. If he had a drop in his system he would call someone to get them that wasn't drinking or could come and get them. There was a guy there who was hitting on his girlfriend Ariel. He wasn't to happy but who would be? He trusted her though because he knew she would never leave him for someone else. The guy got upset when Andrew walked over and asked if she was ready to leave. She said yes and the left to come home. My parents always welcomed her to stay because she was considered family. So when they were just outside the city limits he T-Boned them at an intersection and killed my brother instantly. Ariel died at the hospital a few hours later. They had to take my brothers body with them because no matter how hard they tried she refused to let go of him." I saw the tears start falling and i wiped them away as she continued. "They always said how much they loved each other. They were their happily ever afters. the guy that hit them is still in jail. he got life for two counts of manslaughter. The judge also wanted to make him an example of what can happen when you drink and drive. But no matter what happens to him. No matter what they do to him in there or what he says or does, Andrew and Ariel will never come back home. I will never get to hold my Brother and tell him just how much I love him and how much Ariel was like a big sister to me." She lost any composure she had and started to cry. I once again folded her into my arms and held her.
