Hey guys! So the last time I wrote was about a week ago, and im thinking ill upload a new chapter each weekend...but no promises :) The whole chapter is in Ashley's POV again, hope you like it :D

I was really late for school. As in, 45 minutes late, thanks to the never ending line of NOT IN SERVICE buses. I didn't care, though. I just needed to see my best friend Lexi. And beg her to drive me to New York this weekend.
New York. Just saying it made me nervous. I'd been to NY once, and it was nothing like CN.

"Lexi!" I shouted when I saw her. She walked over, her big brown eyes filled with confusion.
"Where were you this morning? I was looking all over for you!" she said.
"Yeah, I know, sorry. Listen, what are you doing over the weekend?"
"Um, nothing? Wait, why?"

What was I supposed to say? Don't worry, Lexi, I just need to borrow your car to see that band i'm obsessed with, remember? Oh yeah, and I'm really hoping while I'm there the love of my life Zayn will fall in love with me.

"I just...wanted to hang out! You know, have some girl time, maybe go to a really nice mall!" I fake-smiled.
" A mall? What mall?" she said curiously.
"Um, well, i was thinking that since you had a car maybe we could, go to New York for the weekend?"

She looked at me for a few seconds. Maybe...just maybe she'd say yes without asking any questions.

"...New York? Why New York? Coudn't we just go to Hartford? I don't think my dad will-"

I stopped her before she could keep ranting on and on about it. Because, honestly, she would.

"Lexi. Please, just listen? I...I want to go to this place in NY, but I don't have a car so..." I trailed off, not sure how to continue. She chewed on her lip, then shrugged.
"I'll ask my dad. But I doubt-"
"Thats all I need you to do. Ask." I smiled. She started smiling with me, but it only lasted a few seconds before her crush Derek walked by.

"H-hey Derek!" she said, trying her hardest to seem nonchalant. He walked by without the slightest smile.

See, this is why I don't bother with the guys at my school. They were either hot but jerks, sweet but unattractive, or sweet, hot, but taken. Who wants that when you can have a perfectly fine mental relationship with a celebrity hottie?

I know what you're thinking. I'm crazy, stupid, or both. Truth is, I've had plenty of those good-for-nothing, immature, typical high school boyfriends. But they always ended the same. With a lot of tears, some yelling, and one broken heart that takes forever to heal again.

"Dad? Can I ask you something?" I asked tentatively.
"What's up, Ash?" he replied. I could see worry on his face.
"Its nothing bad, just...can I spend the weekend with Lexi?"
"Lexi? At her house?"

No, Dad, at her plane.

"Yeah, I mean its not too far, and I'll be back Sunday afternoon."
He looked at me with concern.
"Where does she live?" he asked.
"Two towns over. Please?" I was ready to get on my knees.

He was considering the options.
"I want hourly updates."

I sighed with relief.
"Done. Thanks Dad." I hugged him.

This weekend, everything was going to change.