Ashley POVI tried not to think about it as I inserted the Insidious disc into the Blu-ray player. As soon as the intro to the movie started playing, someone let out a shriek, causing me and the others to turn our heads in unison. Hunter was the target of the jokes this time. I had to wipe my tears as I burst into laughter at his horrified expression. It was funny, considering he usually always appeared so bold. But I could see he really cared about Jayden if he was willing to spend the next two and a half hours being tortured to spend time with his old friend. But, it also made me wonder.How much has his attitude changed around me, compared to when he was with his friends before he got amnesia?Once I had adjusted all the settings and made sure the video and audio were fine, I turned around with the remote in hand and found Jayden already sitting comfortably on the couch. The other four people on the main couch were still adjusting to each other, while Jax and Miles seemed to be tal
Ashley POV“The idea has crossed my mind,” I admitted coldly, ”but I don't see any logical reason how or even why. He didn't care about me before the accident, I know he didn't. So why not make this easier for everyone involved, and get Jayden off the hook with something like an arranged engagement?"He tilted his head slightly to the side. “That's selfish, and you know it.”My eyes widened. “How is that selfish?” I accused, trying my hardest to keep the tone of my voice low. “I'm trying to make it easier for him to get back together with Blair, to make things with you guys like they used to be. I'm trying to do the right thing here.”“I can see that,” Miles said softly, which surprised me. “But for you to take that choice away from him, that choice is the truth about your relationship and his, especially after seeing the way that both of you are with each other... that's selfish.”“What do you mean, ‘the way that both of you are with each other’?” I asked, somewhat bewildered. My min
Ashley POVBy the time I came back to my senses after that, I was hiding the engagement ring in my pocket, having almost forgotten to come back with the bowl I was originally going to bring. While the rest of the boys were still glued to the projector screen, mesmerized by the thrilling scene that was unfolding, I knew that Jayden was looking at me in his peripheral vision. He then glared at Miles intently, a glare that Miles ignored as he passed out drinks to everyone before Jayden got to his feet and came to meet me in the middle of the living room.I was arranging the glass bowls in my hands as I stepped onto the couch. “I can handle it,” I whispered as I detected Jayden coming closer, my voice slightly strained.“Now it's your turn to stop being such a hero,” he told me sternly, then picked up half of the bowls, piling them on top of his injured arm.“Hey!” I hissed as quietly as I could. “Think about your arm, idiot!”He snorted before turning around and walking over to the coffe
Ashley POVEven Jean had stopped eating at that point, and Tyler stopped chewing frantically shortly thereafter. I bit my lower lip so hard that I lost the taste in it, tormented by the tension of the atmosphere, and I held the cushion half an inch below my eyes, ready to pull it up if anything in the movie jumped out at the audience. Second by second passed as I kept getting closer and closer to Jayden, who by then had crossed his left leg over the other. Taking a deep breath to muster up what was left of my courage, I sneaked a hesitant peek over my shoulder and looked at Jayden.In an instant, his piercing caramel brown eyes shifted from the screen to me.I swallowed nervously, but before I could open my mouth and ask Jayden about the exciting offer he had made earlier, he simply nodded. My eyes widened as he separated his legs, and once again let me into the space between his legs. He grabbed the cushion that was previously discarded during the movie, and placed it again over his
Ashley POVI started chuckling along with the others but stopped abruptly when I caught Jayden's response. He stiffened, his face frozen in either amusement or bewilderment.He almost looked... pissed off.Tyler stared intently at Jean. “Dude!” he barked. “Why'd you have to tell her that?”“He already has.” I stared at Jax in disbelief as he let out a long breath and held his forehead with one hand. “I caught him practicing while washing dishes.”“So it was like that?” Miles raised his eyebrows. “I thought you were practicing acting.”Tyler's eyes widened. “Dude, stop it!”“He did it in the middle of the night, twice,” Hunter grumbled. “He slept right next to me, I thought he was in a trance or something.”“Same,” Jamie said and shuddered dramatically.Tyler wasn't really blushing, but he was close. “Why should I have to live with you guys,” he muttered as he stepped into the elevator.Miles snorted, and the others joined in the laughter.“Jayden, I'll send you the address of our danc
Ashley POV “Jayden?” I croaked. “Hmm?” There was a small chuckle. “No, sweetie, it's just your old man.” I almost thought I was still sleeping when I opened my eyes to find my dad smiling serenely from where he sat on the edge of my bed. The panoramic window in my room was still covered by a curtain that blocked the sunlight from pouring in, the only light in the room was the table lamp that I assumed my dad had turned on. Jayden's bed is empty. He must have carried me inside while I was asleep, I thought. “Good morning,” my dad greeted, smiling. “Dad, why are you home?” I asked as I rubbed my eyes, forgetting for a moment that my dream wasn't just a dream. “Is mom here too? And where's Jayden?” “She's still in London,” my dad replied. “I'll be back to see her in Manchester after lunch, but I thought I'd check up on you first.” “You mean you're going back to headquarters to pick up some important documents or something,” I corrected a little more crisply than I intended. He sm
Ashley POVMy vision became blurry, and I almost burst into tears. I tried to say something, to admit that I was grateful to him and Mom, that I wished I could have helped him, that he should have told me earlier, that I was sorry, but he silenced me with a gentle squeeze of my hand.“Don't cry,” he said softly. “It will only make my conscience even worse.”“What?” I tried, my voice breaking even on a single word.“The fact that you were dragged into something against your will, it's all because of me...” He gave a sigh and looked down at my hands. “I'm sorry. I hope... I hope the choices I made back then won't make you too stressed, unhappy, or sick. Or make you hate me.”“Of course not!” I snapped, almost furious. I clenched my fingers around his hand and shook it in frustration. “I never will. Never.”He breathed a sigh of relief. “I'm glad to hear that. And are you sure of your decision? Your mom and I, both of us are not going to force—"“I'm sure,” I interjected, feeling more ce
Ashley POVOnce I finished washing the dishes, I went back to my room and picked up the cell phone that was recharging its battery on the table before sinking into bed. Knowing that Jayden was practicing with them made me contemplate giving Miles a call in person, so I decided to send a text message. It took a while to string together words that didn't sound awkward. Or so I hoped.10.32 - Hi, this is Ashley. I was wondering if you had time to meet up and talk about Jayden's past in private. You guys probably forgot to write down something on the master list of notes that could still help him recover his memories.I quickly erased the smiling emoticon I had added to the message, then clicked the send button. My heartbeat quickens as I wait, despite my efforts to ignore it, and it gets even faster when my phone vibrates after a few minutes.10.35 - Sure, I have some free time now. Want me to get there right away?Well, that's actually better, but I know I can't risk Jayden finding me w
Ashley POVI rolled my eyes and used my other hand as a barrier to block my vision from seeing something I didn't want to see. “You'll never know,” I stated. “Better to be safe before you regret it.”“I'll go change in the bathroom,” he said with a grunt. “I just wanted you to know about the appointment.”His figure disappeared, and I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding. The allure of his scent was too strong for me, for some reason. “Why?” I asked without turning around.“Would you like to come along with me?”I frowned. “I can't,” I said quietly. “I'm going to see Jared that day. He and I... we're getting a ring.”It wasn't my idea, nor was it Jared's idea to do that. The first week in April, my parents returned here for a short break and to meet up with Jared before they were forced to return to London. According to my mom, their business venture there hadn't been entirely successful, and still needed more time before they came to a final agreement. Despite the bit
Ashley POVAs time ticked by, March ended and April slowly turned into May, I found myself and Jayden drifting further and further apart. It wasn't a deliberate move by either of us, or at least not a deliberate effort. It just happened.Jayden was spending more time at the dance studio, and he started coming home with a sore throat some days when he decided to hum along to the choreography. He started singing and reading the lyrics whenever he had time in my apartment, and despite me pretending not to notice, I actually did. I loved his voice, pleasant and velvety like that, soothing my mind and body. And he kept showing drastic improvement with each passing week. Also, when he wasn't dancing or singing or memorizing song lyrics, he went and exercised.“I'm getting fat,” he told me as he read comics on the extra bed one night.I was editing an essay at the time, and didn't think much of it until he mentioned it. “I guess not,” I replied bluntly with a shrug.“I've gained almost five
Ashley POVHe didn't speak, but he didn't need to. His silence was enough. However, the stubborn part of me wanted to push him to bring up the topic... more specifically, how he had been affected by his father.“What about you?” I continued cautiously.His eyes narrowed slightly as they scanned my face. “You know about Jayden,” he pointed out.I averted my eyes.“How long have you known?”He didn't sound accusatory, or angry. No, instead, there was something more familiar, something I also felt related to his... childhood.“Too long,” I replied stiffly. I didn't like being reminded of my mistakes, so I replied automatically, defensively with, “You?”“Me too.”And when my eyes locked with his, I saw that it was there. The endless shame, regret, and guilt. It reflected a part deep inside me, so much so that I could hardly bear to look at it.But I forced myself to do so. Because if I hated it, so did Jared. Yet he was brave enough to stick to his stance.Dinner ended shortly after that.
Ashley POVLooking at the menu, I already knew what I wanted to order. My mom's favorite dish at The Monarch was pasta with a sauce made from roasted oysters, so I went with that. By the time the waiter returned with our drinks, Jared and I were ready to order. She took the menus from us, and as I watched Jared pour himself a glass of dark red liquid, I decided to strike up a conversation that would hopefully shed some light on our upcoming wedding and Jayden. It took me a few precious minutes to gather my courage and organize my thoughts, but I finally went ahead with it.I started the conversation with a light topic. “How was Europe?”Jared quietly observed the interior design of the restaurant and kept doing so as he answered. “Warm,” he said, “and dirtier than I imagined. But also incredibly beautiful in moments I didn't think possible.”“How so?” I asked.“I often hitchhike with my group of friends,” he told me as he raised the wine glass to his lips. He took a slow sip, his eyes
Ashley POVAs Jared and I walked out of the building, I spotted David parked and waiting in the car. But instead of going over to him, Jared stopped at the end of the concrete steps and pulled out a small red cardboard package. It was an automatic action, I could see that, from the way he pulled a lighter from the same pocket and pointed it at the cigarette already tucked between his lips.“Wait,” I chided, ”You can't smoke in here.”He glanced at me. “Why not?” he muttered, stroking his cigarette.Peeking over my shoulder, I glanced at the security guard outside the entrance. “That's illegal,” I said after making sure they weren't watching us.He didn't speak, but his lighter stopped halfway to his lips.“I'm not joking,” I continued. “It's illegal in almost all public places.”“I see.” He hurriedly lowered the lighter and stuffed the cigarette into his shirt pocket. “Where else can I go?”“Er.” I scratched my cheek and looked around for the smoking booth shyly. I didn't find one. “G
Ashley POVSmartly dressed in a suit and tie and polished leather shoes, Jared stood outside the apartment entrance, looking like he was ready to walk the red carpet. He had just finished shaving, revealing a clean jaw, and his dark hair was stylishly combed to the side along the neatly cut sides of his head. The scent of men's cologne and aftershave mingled with the sweet scent of flowers coming from the large bouquet of red roses he held in his left hand. I could see gold on his cuff and silver and black leather on his left wrist, which indicated a watch, and probably an expensive one.Compared to how he looked yesterday, for a moment I thought that I was hallucinating.Jared was also checking me out but seemed unfazed as my eyes were glued to him. “Good evening,” he greeted in a stiff, flat voice.“Hi,” I replied plainly. “Is David here too?”“He's waiting in the car.” Jared stepped closer to me and handed me the flowers. “Here. This is for you.”The bundle of roses was surprisingl
Ashley POV“Ash! You home?”Quickly walking back to the entrance, I found Jayden crouching down and untying his shoelaces. He looked up at me, and despite his caramel brown eyes looking heavy with fatigue, his lips curved into a smile. “Did I just wake you up?”“It's Saturday,” I replied automatically. “Who cares if I wear pajamas all day? You look exhausted though,” I added, a little softer.He snorted. “Hunter's a tough trainer,” he replied as he got up and wriggled out of his boots. “But never mind, I'm starving and smell like shit. Let me shower first before we warm things up.”“About that...” I averted my gaze as a pair of curious caramel brown eyes immediately focused on me. “I have plans tonight.”“Oh?”I scratched my arm. “Yeah. With Jared. He'll pick me up around six.”“From here?”I nodded stiffly.“Okay. Looks like I'll have to eat the leftovers alone, then.”I looked up, stunned, and saw him smiling at me before he darted past me and into the bathroom. I had no idea what k
Ashley POVIt was almost eleven hours later when my eyelids finally snapped open. With a big yawn, I sat up in bed and stretched my upper body before dragging myself to the kitchen. The extra bed was empty as I walked by, and as I poured myself a glass of water, I spotted that there were already dishes in the sink.“Jayden?” I called out hesitantly.Hell, no. He wasn't there.As much as I was instantly relieved when I realized that, I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a little sad. After all, it was surprisingly lonely having breakfast alone.And despite all the decisions yesterday, I still wanted to see him.The most likely scenario was that Jayden had left for a choreography dance rehearsal with his bandmates, especially since it had become such a routine that he no longer told me that he would be gone for most of the day. It was just that I felt it was a good idea to check the messages on my phone, just in case. And so, after making some warm oatmeal to satisfy my ravenous hunger,
Ashley POV“It's never going to be what you want,” I said softly. “I have my responsibilities and duties as the heiress of Red Moon Inc. just as you have your responsibilities and duties as, you know, Jayden Keller... the hunky celebrity and the golden man.”I sneaked a glance at him, trying to elicit a smile from him, but his face remained stony. His eyes showed no emotion. In the end, I had to look away again. “I have to put my parents and the company first,” I continued, “while you have to put your band members and your image first. Nothing is more important than that to you and me.”“Being forced into marriage is nothing,” I said candidly. “It's just like a drop in the ocean compared to what my parents have sacrificed and done and still continue to do. It's a star in the entire galaxy compared to how hard my grandfather fought and struggled throughout his life to establish this company. And while it's mostly a marriage of convenience now, it's not a bad deal. At least I know Jared