A Sequel to an Alan Ashby Fanfiction

Anouk and I had been alone on the couch for a few minutes when she suddenly broke the silence.
“So what’s been bothering you?” Anouk took a sip of her coffee. I sighed and stirred my coffee.
“Promise not to breathe a word to the boys?” I asked her.
“Promise!” Anouk nodded her head. I leaned back into the couch, ready to let Anouk on the crazy rollercoaster that is my mind.
“So, ever since Jared…. You know… I’ve just been down a lot and I can’t figure out why. And then seeing Alan again just brings up feelings, feelings that I’m not sure I want because, well, Alan deserves better. Better than me.” I finished my rant about everything whilst Anouk nodded her head understandingly at me.
“Alan doesn’t deserve better than you, he knows you’re perfect.” Anouk tried to console me.
“Why would he think I’m perfect?” I said, I’m damaged goods I thought to myself.
“Have you seen yourself? You’re hot as! Trust me; You are Alan’s dream girl!” Anouk looked like she didn’t know what to say after that so she ended our conversation with a “here if you need” before she hugged me and went off to find Phil, who had yet to return my phone. I pulled my laptop onto my lap and started working through all of my paperwork before we reached Orlando.
Later that night
We had finally arrived in Orlando and I had finally finished all of my paperwork. I practically threw my laptop off of me and stood up to stretch. I walked over to the kitchen, which was a fucking mess by the way thanks to the boys, and disconnected my phone from its charger. My phone read 7pm, my plans for tonight were to have a shower, clean this kitchen and sleep. I pulled out my hair tie and let my hair fall loose, I admired my reflection in the kettle, my hair had no kinks in it. I like that. My admiration was cut short by Amanda, Jen and Anouk running down to the kitchen.
“Vic!!” They squealed, “We are all going out! Come with us?” Amanda asked, with a massive smile on her face. I took my glasses off and rested them on my head.
“I think I’ll sit this one out guys, I’m exhausted.” I gave a weak smile, I honestly wasn’t feeling it. Since I stepped foot on this bus I could feel my depression getting worse. I know why though, the fact that I have to pretend to be happy all day every day just so the no one suspects just how bad my mental illnesses are. It was a lot of hard work trying to force myself to be happy all the time. It was really exhausting and I really didn’t want to go out. I watched as the girls’ faces fell.
“I’ll help you guys get ready though! Where are you guys going?” I asked. The girls seemed happy that I would help them decide what to wear, I could tell as they ushered me to the bedroom with the double bed and bombarded me with loads of different outfits.
Amanda, Jen, Anouk, Tino, Aaron, Phil, Austin and Alan were going to dinner and then to a nightclub. I put my fashion skills to the test as I picked out an outfit for the girls which was both acceptable for dining and clubbing.
Amanda was in a red dress with white heels and a chunky white necklace. She gave herself a nude lip and a smokey eye to complete her look.
Anouk was dressed in black tights, black heels and a loose, but dressy, long sleeve white shirt with a black necklace. She used plain make up and bold red lips.
Jen was dressed in a black dress with black heels and a long white cardigan. She used a clear lip gloss and a smokey eye.
I gave the girls a thumbs up at what I had chosen for them, they looked amazing. I doubt I could ever look like that, they were gorgeous. I was just me. Little old damaged me. I played with the ends of my hair whilst they checked themselves out in the full length mirror that was in the room. They all agreed that they looked perfect for the night ahead of them.
“Girls! Come on!” Austin called out.
I was the last to leave the room as I followed the girls out of the room and into the lounge area. I heard Phil, Aaron and Tino gasp as they saw their girlfriends. I leaned against the wall as the boys surveyed their girlfriends.
“And of course, Victoria is still the prettiest one in the room!” Alan smiled as he hugged me.
“Oh you’re too kind!” I smiled as I swatted his arm.
“So you’re not coming tonight?” Austin asked me.
“Oh I am, can’t you tell?” I said sarcastically as I twirled, showing off my skinny body in my tights and loose shirt which hung off my shoulder and showed my bra strap.
“I love it! Tell me, is it designer?” Aaron asked me seriously as Amanda laughed.
“Yeah it is, you wouldn’t know the brand it’s really expensive. Have you heard of Target?” I asked him, Aaron and the rest of the guys laughed at me.
“So what are you going to do all night?” Alan asked me.
“Shower, clean all of this-” I gestured around the bus at the mess, “And then probably go to bed.” I smiled at Alan and everyone.
“Try not to have too much fun without us.” Austin told me sternly as he checked his watch. It was 8:30pm.
I heard a beep outside of the bus and the girls squealed with excitement as they grabbed their men and ran out the door. Alan and Austin ran after them.
“Hey! Not a lot of drinking! You guys have a show tomorrow!” I called out after them as they shouted out a chorus of “Yes mom!” I closed the door to the bus and locked it. I was finally alone. The driver for this tour was good friends with the Bring Me The Horizon tour bus driver so he was constantly over at their bus. I had never met Bring Me The Horizon, I was glad that they were on this tour, I liked meeting new bands, I made a mental note to say hi to them tomorrow at the show.
I went into the bathroom, locked the door and began to undress.

Notes

sorry I havent updated in a while guys, I've been in a funk the last few weeks but I have decided what I want done with this story so expect more updates!