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Pete was so tired of this scene. He sighed as he felt yet another tug on his arm to get his attention. He looked to his right and was relieved to see that this time it was his fiancé Ashlee, finally back after making her way around the room socializing.
‘She looks beautiful tonight as always’ he thought, as he took in the blonde beauty that was now demanding his attention.
“Hey babe..” she purred in his ear. “ You will never believe what I just saw..” She pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows for dramatic effect. “I caught Travis getting it on with Lily all hot and heavy … and it looks like they were headed toward the VIP bathroom!” she giggled.
Pete looked at her and raised an eyebrow, “Travis? Travis McCoy?” he asked. Ashlee nodded
her head with a smirk. “Uh.. correct me if I’m wrong Ash, but isn’t Melanie one of your best friends?” She just looked at him blankly. “Shouldn’t you, I don’t know, be offended that Travis is cheating on your friend?” He slowly clarified.
Ashlee just giggled again, “Oh God Pete like she hasn’t done the same to him. I mean right at this very second I think Melanie is over at P Diddy’s table sitting on his lap!”
She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture, “You know how they are.”
Pete couldn’t help the roll of his eyes. He really loved Ash, but God he hated it when she had been drinking. A side of her that really grated on his nerves tended to come out to play. That particular side of her was the jaded Hollywood brat and nothing like the sweet, fun loving girl that he loved and asked to marry him.
From the get go Pete enjoyed the success of being in his band. He always reveled in the attention and status that came with it, and he never minded the constant parties and club hoping that seemed to be so much a part of that. Ashlee fit that life style perfectly, and had actually been a part of the Hollywood crowd longer than he had.
It was nice to be with someone who knew how to play the fame game, and understood a lot of the pressures that goes along with being a celebrity. She certainly knew how to use the media attention, and she did it well.
Lately though, Pete had been questioning his fast pace life style. Maybe it was because he was closing in on 30..or maybe he was just tired of playing the role of party boy, but he knew that he was ready for something more. He had made his money, he had success with his band and record label. Even his clothing line had taken off better than he had ever expected.
Pete looked around the club for anyone that he really wanted to talk to tonight, and just shook his head to himself.
That was another thing, he missed his best friends and band mates. In the last few years they all seemed to have found someone special and had settled down. Never really as much into the Hollywood lifestyle anyway, they were much more focused on their home lives these days.
Only when recording or touring, were they around one another, and even then it just wasn’t the same. ‘I mean shit, Trick was going to be a Dad soon!’ Pete thought. Patrick had married his long time girlfriend Marie and they were now expecting a baby girl.
Pete grabbed Ashlee’s hand and pulled her toward the back of the VIP lounge. At that moment he just wanted to sit somewhere quiet with his girl.
While everyone else in FOB seemed more settled, in contrast Petes’ relationship with Ashlee seemed only to fuel his popularity in the media and on the party scene.
Pete sat down in the plush booth and then pulled Ashlee down to his lap. He lifted her left hand and gave it an affectionate kiss.
Ashlee had seemed over the moon when he had got down on his knee last New Years eve and presented her with the 7.51 carat Tiffany diamond . She certainly never missed a chance to flash the ring to anyone who could see. Whether it was friends, fans or the press she always made quit sure that her ring finger was proudly on display.
As Pete held her hand and thought about that moment three months ago, he realized that they really needed to talk about their future marriage, and what they both wanted out of it.
“Baby why don’t we head on home, I’m getting kinda tired.” Pete pleaded. He knew she wouldn’t want to go, but he was had been ready to go for at least an hour.
He looked around the dimly lit room with music thumping in the background, and all he saw was the same ole’ tired scene that played out in Hollywood night after night.
Ashlee looked at Pete with surprised look. “Peeeetey I’m not ready to go! I still haven’t talked to Jessica yet, and I know her and Justin won’t be here til’ later..” There was a distinct whine to her tone of voice.
Pete narrowed his dark honey eyes at her and then he snapped, “Fine Ash, how about you just stay here and I’ll go.”
Usually Pete gave in with situations like these, but tonight he really didn’t want to be here and he was going to stand his ground this time.
He waited for his words to get the desired response, but he was soon disappointed with her reaction, “Oh baby, you don’t mind?” she cooed. “Look, I’ll call you later and I love you .” Pete just sat there surprised, as she put her arms around him and gave him a quick hug and kiss.
Thirty seconds later Ashlee was off again schmoozing, and Pete got up to make his way toward the exit of the club.
Pete pretty much just ignored the people and fellow celebrities that were trying to stop him to talk. He picked up his pace as he weaved through the crowd, suddenly feeling like he couldn’t be out of that place fast enough.
Near the door he waited for club security to get his car and escort him out. He mentally prepared himself for the onslaught of Paparazzi waiting to catch a glimpse of the celebrities entering and exiting the club.
When he finally got behind the wheel of his car he briefly wondered how Ash would be getting home tonight, but quickly dismissed that thought. He knew she would have no trouble getting a ride from one of her friends.
With a light shrug to himself , he started the car and headed out into the night alone.
‘She looks beautiful tonight as always’ he thought, as he took in the blonde beauty that was now demanding his attention.
“Hey babe..” she purred in his ear. “ You will never believe what I just saw..” She pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows for dramatic effect. “I caught Travis getting it on with Lily all hot and heavy … and it looks like they were headed toward the VIP bathroom!” she giggled.
Pete looked at her and raised an eyebrow, “Travis? Travis McCoy?” he asked. Ashlee nodded
her head with a smirk. “Uh.. correct me if I’m wrong Ash, but isn’t Melanie one of your best friends?” She just looked at him blankly. “Shouldn’t you, I don’t know, be offended that Travis is cheating on your friend?” He slowly clarified.
Ashlee just giggled again, “Oh God Pete like she hasn’t done the same to him. I mean right at this very second I think Melanie is over at P Diddy’s table sitting on his lap!”
She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture, “You know how they are.”
Pete couldn’t help the roll of his eyes. He really loved Ash, but God he hated it when she had been drinking. A side of her that really grated on his nerves tended to come out to play. That particular side of her was the jaded Hollywood brat and nothing like the sweet, fun loving girl that he loved and asked to marry him.
From the get go Pete enjoyed the success of being in his band. He always reveled in the attention and status that came with it, and he never minded the constant parties and club hoping that seemed to be so much a part of that. Ashlee fit that life style perfectly, and had actually been a part of the Hollywood crowd longer than he had.
It was nice to be with someone who knew how to play the fame game, and understood a lot of the pressures that goes along with being a celebrity. She certainly knew how to use the media attention, and she did it well.
Lately though, Pete had been questioning his fast pace life style. Maybe it was because he was closing in on 30..or maybe he was just tired of playing the role of party boy, but he knew that he was ready for something more. He had made his money, he had success with his band and record label. Even his clothing line had taken off better than he had ever expected.
Pete looked around the club for anyone that he really wanted to talk to tonight, and just shook his head to himself.
That was another thing, he missed his best friends and band mates. In the last few years they all seemed to have found someone special and had settled down. Never really as much into the Hollywood lifestyle anyway, they were much more focused on their home lives these days.
Only when recording or touring, were they around one another, and even then it just wasn’t the same. ‘I mean shit, Trick was going to be a Dad soon!’ Pete thought. Patrick had married his long time girlfriend Marie and they were now expecting a baby girl.
Pete grabbed Ashlee’s hand and pulled her toward the back of the VIP lounge. At that moment he just wanted to sit somewhere quiet with his girl.
While everyone else in FOB seemed more settled, in contrast Petes’ relationship with Ashlee seemed only to fuel his popularity in the media and on the party scene.
Pete sat down in the plush booth and then pulled Ashlee down to his lap. He lifted her left hand and gave it an affectionate kiss.
Ashlee had seemed over the moon when he had got down on his knee last New Years eve and presented her with the 7.51 carat Tiffany diamond . She certainly never missed a chance to flash the ring to anyone who could see. Whether it was friends, fans or the press she always made quit sure that her ring finger was proudly on display.
As Pete held her hand and thought about that moment three months ago, he realized that they really needed to talk about their future marriage, and what they both wanted out of it.
“Baby why don’t we head on home, I’m getting kinda tired.” Pete pleaded. He knew she wouldn’t want to go, but he was had been ready to go for at least an hour.
He looked around the dimly lit room with music thumping in the background, and all he saw was the same ole’ tired scene that played out in Hollywood night after night.
Ashlee looked at Pete with surprised look. “Peeeetey I’m not ready to go! I still haven’t talked to Jessica yet, and I know her and Justin won’t be here til’ later..” There was a distinct whine to her tone of voice.
Pete narrowed his dark honey eyes at her and then he snapped, “Fine Ash, how about you just stay here and I’ll go.”
Usually Pete gave in with situations like these, but tonight he really didn’t want to be here and he was going to stand his ground this time.
He waited for his words to get the desired response, but he was soon disappointed with her reaction, “Oh baby, you don’t mind?” she cooed. “Look, I’ll call you later and I love you .” Pete just sat there surprised, as she put her arms around him and gave him a quick hug and kiss.
Thirty seconds later Ashlee was off again schmoozing, and Pete got up to make his way toward the exit of the club.
Pete pretty much just ignored the people and fellow celebrities that were trying to stop him to talk. He picked up his pace as he weaved through the crowd, suddenly feeling like he couldn’t be out of that place fast enough.
Near the door he waited for club security to get his car and escort him out. He mentally prepared himself for the onslaught of Paparazzi waiting to catch a glimpse of the celebrities entering and exiting the club.
When he finally got behind the wheel of his car he briefly wondered how Ash would be getting home tonight, but quickly dismissed that thought. He knew she would have no trouble getting a ride from one of her friends.
With a light shrug to himself , he started the car and headed out into the night alone.
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