A Sequel to an Alan Ashby Fanfiction

The ‘meeting’ took 2 hours. All the hard work had been done weeks ago by Carolyn, we had just tied up a few loose ends and finalised everything. We ended up needing a bigger tour bus as Aaron, Phil and Tino’s girlfriends were coming down for the first month so I booked a tour bus that had a smaller kitchen and lounge area but had an extra room with a queen bed that Aaron, Tino and Phil agreed that they could share as long as we brought a lot of clean sheets so we could change the bed frequently.
I saved every document on my computer and closed my laptop.
“Right so that’s all the last of it. Anything else you guys want to do?” I asked them as I took off my glasses and rubbed my eyes.
“Yeah!” Alan said, looking at Austin, who nodded at Alan. “We want to take you out to dinner!”
“Wait what?” I asked him as the rest of the boys nodded in agreement with Alan, “I’m not dressed to go out…” I said. Alan walked over to me, picked up my arm and put his fingers around my wrist, He then showed the boys how his fingers touched when he held my wrist.
“You’re too skinny, we want you to have a nice, filling meal.” Alan said to me, his voice dripping with concern. I reluctantly sighed,
“Let me get ready.” I said as I got out of my seat and walked to my bedroom.
I pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and my DropDead mint green jumper that had multiple holes in it, the holes being a part of the jumper’s design, and ‘DropDead’ written in white in cursive. I matched the outfit with a pair of white sandals. I then went into the bathroom to try and make myself presentable. I slapped some foundation on my pale, sunken face and tried my best to make my face look full with contouring and blush. I did my eyebrows and applied some mascara to my eyelashes and some clear lipgloss.
I took my hair down from its ponytail, it hadn’t formed any kinks yet so it was a nice wavy hair style. I left my bedroom and walked out to the boys, who wolf whistled at me. I did a twirl and laughed, genuinely laughed. I guess I had missed the guys a little.
“We’re ready!” Austin jumped up and down, “Where should we go?”
“Up to you guys.” I smiled.
“Texas Roadhouse?” Austin asked us, literally pleading us with his eyes. We all agreed on Texas Roadhouse and Austin cheered and hugged me. He really loved Texas Roadhouse.
“So who wants to drive with me?” I asked the boys, as we all weren’t going to fit in Austin’s car.
“I will.” Alan said. The rest of the boys agreed to go with Austin.
Alan and I got into my car, I started the engine and started following Austin to Texas Roadhouse.
“So how have you been? Since the, uh, tour?” Alan asked me nervously and I sighed, debating what to tell him,
“I’ve been… Okay. It was rough at first but I’m better now.” I flashed Alan a reassuring smile and he looked relieved.
“When did you get so skinny?” He asked me. I scored him 10 points for subtlety.
“A few weeks after the tour, stress has made me lose weight but I’m trying to gain it back.” I smiled, “So I’m not anorexic.” I laughed.
“So Restoring Force is pretty great!” I said, changing the subject. Alan then spoke about everything to do with Restoring Force, while I tried to stay interested.

We arrived at Texas Roadhouse and went inside to be seated. We were handed our menus and I started to read through it. I decided on just a steak and a salad while the boys were going mental ordering so much food for themselves.
Once our food arrived I dug straight into mine and finished it within twenty minutes, I didn’t even realize that I was that hungry until I started eating.
“Looking fatter already!” Austin said with his mouth full.
“How you are single is a mystery to me!” I laughed at Austin as he stuck out his tongue which contained his chewed up steak on it which made me laugh even harder.
“Please do you know how many girls want this?” Austin said, purposely spitting food out as he spoke, Aaron laughed at Austin;
“After seeing that? Not many!” Aaron laughed.
“You’re going to make me throw up Austin!” I put my head in my hands as I giggled.
“Um guys can we refrain from the spitting of food and vomit talk?” Phil asked us, putting on a face of mock disgust.
“Sorry are we bothering you?” Austin asked with his mouth, once again, full. He was antagonising Phil and it was hilarious.
Phil shook his head disapprovingly as he took another bite of his steak.

Once dinner was over, we decided to go our separate ways. The guys hugged me as we said our goodbyes. I got into my car and drove back home. Throughout the drive home, I couldn’t help but think how while I was with Austin, Alan, Tino, Phil and Aaron had made me forget about my problems and thoughts and had made me happy for a while. I had laughed for the first time in forever.
Maybe this tour wouldn’t be so bad after all?

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