A/N:
hello there! I have an amazing beta who loves me even though I haven't written anything in forever! And amazing fans who've been reading T.G.A.S.U.H since chapter one was posted! Thanks guys and I'll start posting lyrics at the beginning of each chapter!
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Disclaimer: I don't own All Time Low or any other brands I use in this story!
Baby, there's a shark in the water
There's something underneath my bed
Oh, please believe I said
Baby, there's a shark in the water
I caught them barking at the moon
Better be soon – Shark in the water- VV brown
Ashlee POV:
"I wanna wear my hair up in a mess
Cut off jeans, can you get with that?
Give you something like you never had
Cause I only want to be wanted by you
I wanna tease you 'till you're begging me
And you're on your knees and it's hard to breathe
And every other time's just a memory
Cause I only want to be wanted by you"
"What the hell!" I yelled, as I went to grab my iPhone off of the counter in my bathroom. I don't remember setting that as anyone's ringtone…as I saw the screen I instantly laughed. It was Jack.
"Like the ringtone?" Jack asked, as soon as I answered.
"Love it Jackykins!" I shouted, trying and failing at suppressing my laughter.
"Ashykins can you come to our band practice tonight" Jack asked me, in a childish tone
"Yeah, I'd love to!" I replied, with a bit too much excitement in my voice.
"Yay! I'll have Alex pick you up at two!" he said a little calm-er(A/N: Is that even a word?)
"Alright then!" I exclaimed, then I hung up and ran to my closet to pick out what I'd wear today.
~!~
After half an hour of changing, I picked out hot pink skinny jeans, a Kill Brand tee, a Glamour kills sweater, and my white flip-flops. My hair was still semi-flat, so I pulled it into a pony-tail and just flattened my bangs.
Around 1:20 Alex knocked on my door, my mom was shopping and Joe was at work, so I answered the door. "Hey, you're early" I stated, a little defensively.
"Sorry Ash, I got bored, you ready?" he inquired, innocently
"Yep!" I answered, quickly.
"Then let's go! Everyone's hanging out at Rian's place already," he told me, with an enormous grin.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" I asked, excitedly and grabbed my keys as we walked ran outside. I flipped through Alex's car radio stations until I found Emergency by Paramore.
Italics=Ashlee; Bold=Alex; Bold & Italics=Both.
I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency
if you thought I'd leave, then you were wrong
Cause I won't stop holding on
So are you listening?
So are you watching me?
If you thought I'd leave, then you were wrong
Cause I won't stop holding on.
This is an emergency
So are you listening?
And I can't pretend that I don't see this
It's really not your fault
That no one cares to talk about it,
Talk about it,
Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive
(When it deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserve to be alive, alive
So you give up every chance you get
Just to feel new again
I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency
And you do your best to show me love,
but you don't know what love is.
So are you listening?
So are you watching me?
Well I can't pretend that I don't see this
It's really not your fault
That no one cares to talk about it,
Talk about it
Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive
(When it deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserve to be alive, alive
These scars, they will not fade away.
No one cares to talk about it, talk about it
Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive
(When it deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserve to be alive, alive
"You listen to Paramore?" I asked in disbelief.
"You sound shocked, but yes, I do," he answered, smirking.
"Well, most guys don't," I replied, giggling
"Well, you get to hear the guys-who-listen-to-Paramore's music, because we're here" he announced.
"Awesome!" I shouted.
I think Jack is rubbing off on me.
~!~
"ASHYKINS!" Jack screamed, as I walked inside with Alex.
"JACKYKINS!" I yelled back, as he hugged me. I hesitated for half a second but hugged him back.
"Wanna hear us play?" he screamed
"Hell yes!" I said, a little softer then he did, but it was still loud.
"Why are we yelling!" a petite blond girl asked, as she went to kiss Alex.
I mouthed the words 'he has a girlfriend?' out to the rest of the guys and they nodded. I guess the shock was clear on my face because Jack came up and whispered in my ear :"Her name is Lisa, be nice because she's an incredible bitch…and coming from me you know I'm right, and I'll explain later." I just nodded and somehow found the voice to scream again. "Well, who wants to play some music!"
Rian grabbed my hand and we walked down to the basement where all the equipment was set up.
"You and Lisa will sit here" Rian said, nodding his head toward a couch on the far side of the room. "And I'm sure Jack already told you, but be nice to her. She's a bitch," he said, in a rushed whisper.
"Alright." I whispered back, with a smile, as the rest of the guys and Lisa came down.
"Were going to play a song I just wrote!" Alex said, excitedly, Rian coughed. "With the help of Rian of course" he added, blushing.
"And it's called The Girl's A Straight Up Hustler!" Jack announced.
"Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my sheets,
coloring my senses cherry red; at least for this week...
Kisses under starry night skies, talked about in song,
we play along, so bitter sweet by our design.
I'm sick and tired of writing songs about you,
this is it, this is the end...
Take off your makeup and put down the camera,
choke on the drama that makes me want to,
tear up the pictures, the pages you've saved,
creating a life of trends and make believe...
I've got no place in my heart for a criminal like you to dwell,
in this endeavor, make this last forever...
I'm just delirious,
You can't be serious,
You're so infamous for leaving me a mess..."
The song was interrupted when Lisa said "God. This song sucks! Do you really think it'll sell?"
That pushed me off the edge. No one. And I mean NO ONE messes with ANY friend of Ashlee Rae Santore. "What did you just say bitch?" I asked, in a I'm-trying-to-keep-calm voice.
"Excuse me hoe?" she asked, in the same tone.
"Apologize before I re-arrange you fucking face!" I screeched.
"Before you what!" she yelled, and I punched her eye.
A/N: So I personally LOVED this chapter. And I'll try to update one a week. Anywho all song rights go to Paramore, VV Brown, Jessie James and All Time Low. xoxox