"Pride and Prejudice"
An Edge/Ashley fanfic

Thanks to xAttitudex, Christal-R, csimiamigirl73, The Rated R Superstar, Ahhhhhh, wwe whore and sizzlin' diva for reviewing last chapter, thank you so much guys : ) I'm so sorry for the long wait but i got the flu and i wasn't able to write it sooner! Hope the chapter will make up for this lol!
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Chapter 14: Let me be the One

"That was SO awesome…" Ashley commented still amazed at the end of the concert.

"Glad you enjoyed it." He sincerely smiled, "I guess we should go now…" he then added as everyone around them started to move. Everyone but the self proclaimed dirty diva.

"Oh no, I don't wanna go!" She pouted like a 5 year old, "I'm happy, I wanna die here!"

"I don't have any objections to that," Adam chuckled, "but we don't want to make the band wait… right?"

"What?"

He grinned taking out of his back pocket two backstage passes. "Shall we?"

"Oh my… no wayyy!!!" She squealed.

"Haha, thought you were going to like this." He said leading the bouncy diva through the crowd.

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"I can't believe it…! Gosh! I saw the concert, I met them!!!" The punk diva commented 30 minutes later as they walked towards his car.

Adam just chuckled, happy that he had finally found a way not only to stop fighting with the self proclaimed dirty diva, but also to make her… happy?

"That was awesome, totally awesome!" She went on, then still in awe she turned to the Rated R superstar, "But how did you do?"

He lightly smiled, "I know that you're a little high right now… but you know, there's something called 'tickets'…"

"Haha, very funny!" She rolled her eyes, "But the show was sold out… and there aren't any tickets for backstage passes…"

"Let's put it in this way then, I just made a few calls." He casually said with a shrug.

"I didn't know you were such a great fan of the band…!"

"I'm not… I mean I like rock music and I like them but I'm not."

"And why then… all this?"

"Cause I knew you are." He simply chuckled.

Ashley remained speechless for a few moments, touched by his words or better by his actions. "You made all this for me? Just for me?"

"…Yes."

"That's really… I don't know what to say!" She admitted with a nervous giggle.

"There's no need of saying anything." He lightly smiled and gave her a nod before he kept on walking.

"No wait," she said holding back his sleeve so he turned to her again. "I'm really happy right now… and, thank you. Really." She softly said smiling so sweetly that he couldn't doubt her sincerity.

"You're welcome punkie." He chuckled and took her hand, "Now let's go, c'mon, or we'll freeze out there!"

"Yeah, tell me about it," she giggled "I'm the one who's wearing a cocktail dress."

"…Right." He commented amused as she burst out with laughter, "What now?"

"I'm just thinking of what the people around us would have thought… look at how we're all dressed up!"

"Not exactly for a rock concert." He echoed amused.

"Nope." She giggled.

"Well the Rated R superstar always makes the difference wherever he goes baby, what can I say?" He smirked.

"Oh yeah, my mistake." She playfully rolled her eyes and laughed.

"Here you go." He then added placing his jacket on her shoulders, "It's getting even colder."

"Oh thanks…" She blushed a little taken aback, "but what about you now?"

"I'm tough, and besides I have less exposed flesh." He grinned.

"Pig." She rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile.

"You're welcome." He chuckled.

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"Remind me to kick you tomorrow." Ashley piped up as they entered his house.

"Why?" He asked half amused half confused.

"These stupid heels have just killed me." She complained.

"I guess they aren't recommended for concerts." He laughed.

"And that's all your fault, you made me wear them."

"C'mon." He rolled his eyes.

"Me beloved boots, I miss you!!!"

"Ok, you're scaring me… here you go punkie." He said taking the diva in his arms in bridal style at the bottom of the stairs.

"What are you doing?" She laughed.

"You said your feet hurt so I'm helping you. And besides I'm trying to find a way to shut you up."

"I can still speak if you haven't noticed." She giggled.

"And wanna speak now?" He asked starting to spun her around.

"Ok, ok I'll behave myself! Stop it!" She gave up between laughs holding to him.

"Et voilà…" He announced as they reached the second floor, "Or maybe I should take you straight to your bed…" He added with a smirk.

"Yeah in your dreams." She rolled her eyes.

"As you wish." He said placing the punk diva on her feet again just outside her door.

"Thank you." She lightly smiled.

"Anytime." He chuckled.

"So…"

"So…"

And then her cell phone started to ring but she ignored it and continued to smile at the superstar.

"That's your phone." He pointed out.

"I know." She nodded leaning with her back on the door.

"And shouldn't you answer?" He asked a little confused.

"Nah, I can return the call tomorrow or whatever." She shrugged.

He didn't say anything but lightly smiled pleased by her decision.

"You know, I've really enjoyed this night." She then softly said.

"yeah, me too."

"Everything… from the dinner to the concert, I don't know but for the fist time in so long it all seemed and felt just…"

"Perfect?" He hopefully suggested.

"Yes, perfect." She blushed.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it… cause I think the same." He chuckled.

She smiled before giggling, "And then… we finally didn't argue about anything!"

"Yeah, I know it's pretty shocking!" He echoed amused.

"No, seriously… you were awesome, thank you for the surprise… it was all so amazing…"

"Anytime." He sincerely smiled.

"I don't know, you seemed different tonight…"

"Different good, different bad?"

"No, different good." She lightly smiled, "I mean I knew you can be an ass sometimes" she playfully rolled her eyes, "but I didn't know this good side of you… you should show it more often… they'd all like you more."

"And you like it?"

"…Yes."

"I hope you won't change your mind tomorrow." He lightly smiled.

"Good night Adam." She smiled softly kissing him on the cheek.

"Good night punkie… btw not the kind of kiss I was hoping for but I told you that you were going to give up anyway, right?" He chuckled.

She silently giggled shaking her head, "See you tomorrow."

"Bye Ashley." He smiled back.

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An hour later and the punk princess was still wide awake in her bed, too thoughts on her mind and too emotions in the same night to be able to sleep. She kept on living again and again their night in her mind and it really seemed perfect, like a beautiful dream. She smiled thinking of him… of how amazing he had been with her tonight, of how they got along perfectly… she hadn't feel like that with a guy in so much time and it actually scared her that she was feeling this way with him. He that until 24 hours before was totally another person… and now he seemed so sweet and caring. But who was the real Adam? The one who used to drive her nuts or the sweet guy she had just shared this beautiful night with?

"You need to calm down Ash." She told herself after glancing at the digital clock on the bedside for the forth time in five minutes. So she stood up to go get herself a glass of water downstairs; but when she opened the door she noticed a light filtering in the corridor, accompanied by a noise… or better a music?

The self proclaimed dirty diva advanced till the ajar door and peeped in. It was a small room full of guitars of all types hanging on the walls with a huge library full of cds and action figures. And in the middle, sat on a low stool there was the Rated R superstar, with his back at the door, playing a classic guitar and humming a song.

"…let me be the one who calls you baby all the time…"

Ashley smiled recognizing the song they had listened to together a few hours earlier and couldn't help but remain there. When he was finished Adam put the guitar aside and instinctively turned feeling some kind of presence behind him. "Hey…!" He said surprised finding the punk diva on the doorframe.

"Hey…!" She echoed almost taken aback, "Sorry, I didn't mean to spy on you or anything… I was just in the corridor and I heard something so…" She nervously explained.

"No problem," He responded lightly smiling, "Did I wake you up?"

"Oh no, no… I couldn't really sleep so I was going to get a glass of water… btw the song sounded really good, I didn't know you could play." She smiled.

"I guess I'm not the only one who knows nothing about the other, am I?" He rolled his eyes amused.

"Touchée." She giggled.

"Just kidding punkie, come on in."

"This room is awesome." She sincerely commented.

"Thanks," he chuckled "wherever I go I buy a new guitar for my collection… kinda."

"That's cool," she beamed "I'd really like to have a room like this in my house."

"In the meanwhile you can borrow mine if you want."

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind." She laughed. "Can I ask you a serious question?" She then asked a few minutes later after a comfortable silence.

"Shoot."

"Why did you need someone to pretend to be your girlfriend tonight? I mean… you're really a good guy, Trish spoke so high of you and you were so sweet to me all night long… I don't get it…"

He half smiled and half frowned, knowing that sooner or later this question would have came up. "It's just that I don't like to go alone at this kind of events… I don't like to get bored and I don't like to answer 20 times about why I'm not with Amy anymore or why we broke up and stuff like that…"

She slowly nodded following his point but couldn't help but make another question that just popped up in her mind. "But why me?"

"You owed me something… it was the perfect occasion." He casually shrugged without meeting her gaze.

"But you didn't need me," she protested "I mean, quite all the girls on the roster drool over you… they would have loved to accompany you… you could have even showed up with the whole extreme exposé!"

He chuckled at her last comment. "Yeah, maybe."

"Then why? Why me?"

"Why is it so important to you?"

"Because I need to know…"

Adam sighed wondering how much he could tell without revealing his feelings, confident that he couldn't stand a chance with the punk diva. "Because… they're not you, Ashley. You're different… in a good way." He added with a small smile as she had just told him an hour ago.

"…Okay." She softly said as her lips curved in a chuckle, "I think I'd better go back to bed and catch some sleep now…"

"Yeah, you should…" He echoed awkwardly standing up after her.

"Good night then." She lightly smiled reaching the door.

He just nodded, but then instead of walking out of the room, the dirty diva slowly turned and walked back to him… and as they were just a few inches apart, she lifted up her face and softly kissed his lips.

In a second his arms were around her as they deepened the kiss, lost in each other. And then, as soon as they broke the kiss gasping for air, she disappeared without saying a word.


And so they kissed...yay! Now how will they react? Will it be the start of something or just a momentary thing?