Always (A Blink 182 Story!!), chapter 1

11:30 pm San Diego, CA

I walked down the dark streets of San Diego. I was bored out of my mind. My boyfriend, Anthony, Had just broke up with me. I was upset. Anthony was in a band, formally known as, "The Red Hot Chili Peppers." I missed him.

I walked to the end of the street and noticed a familiar place, the F.Y.E music store. Yey! I walked in and headed to the rock section near the back of the store. I thanked God I went in.

There in front of me was Tom Delonge, guitarist, and singer for the band, Blink 182. "AHH!!! You're the hot guitarist dude from Blink!!" I shouted, causing a huge commotion in the place.
"Yes! I am" he said, "How are you? Are you a fan?" he asked, quite interested in me.
"Well, DUH!!" I yelled, laughing. "My name is Ashley!" I said introducing myself.
"Where are Travis and Mark?" I asked.

"Oh Travis is looking for some video games, and Mark is at home, probably watching MTV2." He said, and continued to flip through the cds.
"Do you like the Chili Peppers?" I asked, hoping he knew about Anthony.
"Oh yeah! Flea is crazy on bass. Anthony is a cool guy. And Chad... ugh he is great!!" He yelled, surprised at my random question. "Why, do you like them?" He asked, seeing my response.
"Of Course!" I yelled, "The lead singer, Anthony, just broke up with me." I said, looking down.
"Oh, that's a toughie!!" He said, and put his arms around me. "I've been through it... it sucks." He said. "So I know you must be into Blink, right?" he asked, looking worried.
"NO... really... I just came here to annoy you!!" I said sarcastically.
"What?" he asked, confused, " Why are you here then... leave me be!" he shouted.

"I'm just kidding!! GAWD!" I said, looking down again.
"Ok, I'll be right back, Hold on!!" I said, and grabbed a Blink 182 cd, Greatest hits.

I walked up to the register and almost died. "Travis Barker?" I asked, shocked.
"Hi, can I help you?" he asked, holding on to his Tony Hawk game.
"I'm a huge fan!! And I-" I began saying.
"You're so hot" he said, " You should date Tom!!" he yelled. I blushed.
"I love the drums!!" I yelled.
"OK in that case, date me then!" He suggested. I turned him down. "Ok, your loss, I'll go find Tom, sweet cheeks." Travis kissed my cheek and went to find Tom.

'Ok, did Travis Barker just call me sweet cheeks? And, more importantly, did he just kiss me?'
I snuck over towards where Travis and Tom were. They were talking... about me.
I leaned in close enough to hear. "Tom, dude, this girl is a fan, and she is hot!
I would date her if I were you!!" he said, trying to coax him into dating me.
"Travis, I bet she is sweet, I'm just to scared to talk to her! I don't know what to say. Besides, she probably only says I'm hot to be nice!!" He said, looking at the floor.
"Whatever, I wouldn't pass her up!!" he suggested, and walked towards the movie section.

I came out of my hiding place. I walked over to Tom, who looked scared. "Did you hear anything?" he asked, looking down again.
"Yes." I said, and admitted it.
"Well... I- I - think you're a sweet girl, and.." he began.
"I know, you get scared around me. It's fine. I like you too!" I said, breaking the ice.
"You do?" he asked.
"Heck yes!!" I shouted.

"So, where do you live?" he asked, trying to get to know me.
"Some shitty apartment near here... " I said, sadly.
"If you want, you can stay with us, I'm sure Mark and Travis won't mind." He said smiling.

After I bought a few Blink cds and some Chili Peppers cds, we left the store. As I was leaving the store, I remembered I had to walk back to the crappy apartment. I don't think so. Blink let me crash with them for a while. I was so honored to stay with them.

Travis kept freaking out about his new game. As soon as he walked in the house, he turned on the Play station to play.

Tom gave me a grand tour of the house. This place was awesome. I knew they wouldn't let me LIVE here. It was beautiful. After he showed me around, he showed me his room.

"This is my room." He said proudly, "Do you like it, Ashley?" he asked, trying to impress me.
"Yeah, it's great. I love it here!" I said politely.
"I personally think Travis likes you, but don't tell him I said that!!" Tom blurted.

"I bet he does." I said, remembering that he kissed my cheek. "Tom, I know you like me and all, but... I have a confession... " I began, hoping Tom wasn't going to worry.
"Yeah? So?" he asked, worrying
"Travis kissed my cheek, but it was before I knew you liked me, honestly!!!" I began to cry.


Tom just stood there thinking. "Damnit!! Why did Travis have to do that!!" he began to yell. I cried more and more, and kept think Tom hated me.
"Tom I knew you'd freak!" I said, kicking myself.
"It's not you at all, its Travis I'm after!!" he said, making me feel better. "I'm actually glad you told me that, but its not like I'm going to kill him over it, though." He said, calming down. "I just wish I could have kissed you first!!" he whispered to himself.
"What?" I asked, shocked at his response. "Oh really?" I asked, looking straight into his brown eyes.
"Yes. Really." He said, staring, and I think he was drooling. Ewww.

"Ok, we can do that!" I said, and kissed him softly.
"Awe! Would'ya look at that, looks like Tom has himself a little crush on Ashley!!" shouted Travis in the doorway.
"Travis!!! Get Out!!!" he shouted, slamming the door. I jumped.
"Does he always invade your privacy?" I asked, curiously.
"Yeah, sometimes." He said, sounding very annoyed.



I looked at the clock. It read 1:04 am. "Aw crap!! I better go!" I yelled and frantically ran towards the door.
"Wait!" Tom stopped me, and lightly gripped my wrist.
"I want you to stay!!" he said, giving me the puppy dog eyes.
"Are you sure it's alright if I stay?" I asked.
"Oh hell yeah! I want you here, you're so sweet and hot" he said, tickling me.
After the tickle fight, I headed off to sleep. I ended up crashing in Tom's room, He was in the living room couch, and Travis was on the kitchen floor. (Don't ask!!)

I got up and I couldn't tell if last night was a dream or not!!!
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