Maybe if she didn't care so much, or care what the fuck he thought about all this, then she'd have just brushed it off and continued singing. But instead, as she held out a whole note, her voice hiccuped, it was only a slight one, hardly noticeable if your ears weren't trained. Michael cast a worried glance, but continued on.
Ashleigh felt horrible after the song. She'd be alright with never seeing the two of them again at this rate. From the icy look of Jean to the frown on Wendy's lips. Of course, they were meant for each other. She felt shivers run down her back, and felt worse with every second that passed by. Surely Jean would understand. She couldn't just sit and wait for him to finally realize what had been right in front of him since Day 1.
Of course he'd understand. He's her soulmate.
It'd been about two weeks since that Rockin' Rollers concert, and yes, Ashleigh was still apart of them as well as her and Jean's band. They hadn't broken it off just because of emotions that seemed to be running high, but alcohol definitely soothed Ashleigh's soul. Tonight was the big night.
The premiere of their first album, her and Jean. With Jean's girlfriend's help, they managed to get a little more crowd than what Ashleigh's contacts allowed. Ashleigh, dressed to impress, really anyone that was male, decided to start the evening off with a shot or two.
It's not like her partner in the band wanted to see her. Something clicked that night, and needless to say, Ashleigh might be okay, even though somewhere in the back of her mind she ached for Jean's approval. Just a simple nod, and she'd go on her way.
But sadly, this singer had a few shots past her comfort zone and was cozying up to a suited gentleman that used to do the sound tech for the Rockin' Rollers. Dark features, and nice eyes, definitely easy on the eyes, Ashleigh leaned against the bar, mimicking him, flickering her eyes between him and the front door of this cozy lounge.