#5sos ashton
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This second part was requested by @bvbygxrl.
A/N: The is the second part to this. I highly suggest you read that first, otherwise it won’t make any sense. I used the song “Everything I didn’t say” by 5SOS, because that song fit the vibe.
Pairing: OC Stevie Joan Lee & Calum Hood
Words: 800
Warning(s): swearing, mentions of drug use, angst (I guess)?
The performance in Amsterdam was the worst Calum had ever place. His fingers started hurting during the soundcheck and during the actual concert they had started to bleed. While the other guys went out after, Calum dragged himself to his hotel room and flopped himself on the bed. He just started sobbing but it soon turned into crying, and that’s what he did, he cried himself to sleep. After that night, its what he did most nights. Fans had started to notice that he’d changed. He had bags under his eyes, they were always bloodshot, he looked skinnier and most of all he didn’t look like himself.
Neither did you. You stayed in most days, only leaving when you had to buy groceries. Your friends started to worry about you. After two weeks your new routine hadn’t changed that is when your friends decided to hold an intervention. It was clear that you either needed to get back together or that you needed to get over him. A night out, dancing, was what they had decided on. They dragged you out of your bed, helping you in the shower, making you feel human again. They put you in a dress and heels, put make-up on you face and did your hair. You did a couple of shots at home before taking to the clubs.
That night you really enjoyed yourself. You drank, danced and flirted with some people. They always say that in order to get over someone you need to get under someone else. It is such a cliché, but it is also very true. You took home a girl and a boy that night, however the next morning you felt more like shit than before the night out. You decided to get a make-over, so you called your friends again. You changed your hair and got you nails done, you even got a spray tan. Slowly you started to feel like yourself again, the strong independent woman you made yourself to be. However, it seems that when the universe feels like a woman is becoming strong, it feels the need to break her. And so it did… not even a week later. You got a call from one of your friends saying that you needed to come to her house. You called your driver and got there as fast as you could.
“SJ, you need to see this”, one of your friend said before pushing her phone in your face. There he was, looking like … utter shit. Good, you thought to yourself, at least he isn’t feeling any better than me. “This isn’t their original setlist. This song they only added today.”
“I wish I could rewind all the times that I didn’t show you what you’re really worth”, Calum’s voice sounded through the speakers. “I wish I could’ve made you stay, and I’m the only one to blame. I know that it’s a little too late, but this is everything I didn’t say.” You felt tears running across your cheeks. He was singing this to you, even though you weren’t there, you knew he wrote that song for you. It held so much emotion, you felt it through his voice.
“I hope you know, for you I’d sacrifice to make this right.” The song ended. Not much later your phone rang, you checked the caller-ID, it was Calum. Had he run off stage and called you right away? You decided not to give it another thought and you answered.
“Hello?”
“Stevie, is it really you. Thank fuck, you answered. I hope you saw the video, I wrote the song for you. I know I messed up but like I said I’d sacrifice anything to make this right. Just say the word and I’ll come home.”
“Oh Cal. I loved the song, thank you…” you stopped for a moment, “I think you should stay on tour. It is what you love.”
“I love you more, Stevie.”
“How about I come visit you and join you on tour?” You suggest, already imagining kissing his lips and feeling his arms around you.
“Are you sure. I mean, you hate touring. I thought you hated it because of your father.”
“I know and I do, but for this to work we both have to sacrifice. I’m sure yours will come soon, but this will be mine.” You decide that nothing should be keeping you apart, especially not your father’s image from back in the day.
A/N: Loosely based on the film “To all the boys I’ve loved before” as requested by @teehxk
This is part eight of a series and the final part
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader
Word Count: 727
Warning(s): swearing
After the talk with my big brother, I felt more comfortable but I still couldn’t really think. My mind was as cluttered as my room. So I picked a playlist from Spotify and decided to clean my room. And I don’t mean the ‘oh, look what I found. This is from 5 years ago’ cleaning, I mean the taking everything out of the closet and drawers and Marie Kondo the shit out of it. During this massive cleaning spree, I thought it would be a great idea to take a walk. I drove myself to the beach and spend almost an hour there, the sand felt so great between my toes and the sound of the waves crashing really calmed me down. I hadn’t been to the beach for so long, I forgot how much I loved it. Then I drove myself home and organised the rest of my room.
It took me two whole days to clean and organise my room how I wanted it. During the second day, Kyan stopped by to apologize.
“So you didn’t really love me?” he asks.
“Well, I always thought you were attractive, if that makes it any better, but I believe I was more in love with the idea of dating my brother’s best friend”, I explain to him.
“Do you love Ashton?” Of all the things he could’ve asked me, he had to ask this and truth be told, I didn’t really have an answer.
“I don’t know. I thought I was, I mean we were so good at acting. Sometimes I pretended that it was real, that he actually loved me. It’s so strange really, I send all of those letters and I never got a love letter back”, I chuckle and look at Kyan.
“Maybe you just never noticed.” After this commend, he just leaves and I am flabbergasted. What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I walk back to my room to finish the cleaning when I notice the old shoebox sitting on my desk. I open the box and inside I find all the notes Ashton has ever send me. It dawned on me what Kyan meant by “maybe you just never noticed” because all of Ashton’s notes where in fact small love letters. I didn’t think anything of them at first, some I had never actually read, simply because we were pretending and there it was, a note written with a different colour pen and the date written above it from a few days before the ski trip.
I looked over to the clock on my wall, five thirty-five Ashton was still at basketball practice. I quickly freshen up and change my tracksuit for something a little more attractive. Then I run down the stairs and yell at my dad that I might be home for dinner around seven. As I step into the car, my nerves start to kick in.
I make my way to school as quickly as I can, while still following the rules, of course, we wouldn’t want a speeding ticket when I have to declare my love. As soon as I arrive at school, I don’t even bother parking the car, I just stop the car and run as fast as I can to the basketball court.
“Luke! I yell across the field, “have you seen Ashton?!”
“I think he went to the dressing rooms, because we’re already finished for the day”, Luke replies and I make a B-line towards the changing rooms. As I walk in calling for his name, I feel like Hilary Duff in that Cinderella film with Austin Ames, where she delivered that bad-ass speech.
Suddenly, I see him, a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair still wet, surrounded by a few of his mates. I don’t think about it twice, walk right up to him and kiss him on the lips.
“I love you too. I am so sorry that I didn’t realize it sooner, it’s just that Cam was fucking with my mind and I didn’t know if I co-” and right there and then he stops me and kisses me on the lips. (honestly to be honest the biggest cliché ever but eh it’s not so bad when it’s you getting kissed)
“So what now?” Ashton asks.
“No more contract, no more weird ass situations, just honesty and us.”
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Hiii guys,
So this was the final part, I want to thank you guys for being so patient with me, school and internship have been killing me slowly… but yeah anyways I hope you enjoyed the series. And request for blurbs and one short are always open.
All the love, me xx.
A/N: Loosely based on the film “To all the boys I’ve loved before” as requested by @teehxk
This is part seven of a series.
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader
Word Count: 781
Warning(s): cursing
After sleeping on Ashton’s shoulder for most of the bus ride and eating the candy he had gotten me, I actually felt a lot better than I had this morning. But oh boy that was about to change quick.
“I think it’s so cool that you came on the ski trip this year. And so brave of you to let your boyfriend sleep in someone else’s room. You’re so trusting, I remembered that about you.” I look at her confusingly. “Oh shit, I dropped it”, she says and grabs something from the parking lot. As she comes back up, I see a dangling silver charm in her hands. More accurately it was my silver charm that I had given to Ashton for save keeping a few nights before.
“Where did you get that?” I try to act cool, but I can feel my throat closing.
“Oh, Ashton gave this to me. Isn’t it the cutest?! Well.. say hi to your dad for me.” And she walks off with a smile. Right when she leaves, Ashton walks towards me.
“Are you ready to go?” He asks with a smile on his face. I almost forgot that he promised my dad he would take me home.
“Did you go to Camreigh’s room last night?”
“Uh yeah.. but it was nothing.”
“And you gave her my charm?” I can feel the tears starting to form in my eyes.
“Woah where is this all coming from? You just don’t understand the situation. Let me just drive you home and explain.”
“No. We’re done, in every way possible. And I would rather walk home”, and I start to walk away from him. To be honest, I kind of expected him to come after me and try to change my mind, but he just let me walk.
When I got home, I realized something had changed around the house. There were actual Christmas lights in the living room and there was a decorated Christmas tree in the dining room. Then I turned around and saw Ryver with his arms stretched out. I busted into tears and ran into his arms, I didn’t even realise how much I had actually missed him until now.
Right in the middle of watching the Perfect Date, there is a knock on the door. I tell Ryver to keep the movie going and make my way to the door.
“We need to talk.” Are the first words that I hear before I have even seen who it is. I look up and see that it is actually Ashton. I point to the front lawn and step out of the door before closing it. As Ashton tries to explain the situation, I am getting more and more angry and tired of everything. When I ask him to leave and he doesn’t I hear a voice behind me.
“She asked you to leave.” It’s Kyan.
“Oh my god, this isn’t about me or Cam at all this is all about you still being in love with Kyan.” And there it was. That stupid sentence that would have been shot to the ground by me seconds later, but no … Ryver had to be outside and heard Ashton.
“You’re in love with Kyan?” I had never heard my big brother sounds so sad and vulnerable at the same time and it broke my heart right there and then.
“LEAVE, BOTH OF YOU. NOW!” I yelled and ran after Ryver. “Ryverrr, please let me inside!” I yell as I knock on his door repeatedly. “Please, you have to let me explain. There is nothing going on!” Suddenly the door swings open and I almost hit Ryver on the head with my fist.
“I am so sorry Ryver. Honestly, I …”
“Don’t apologize. I don’t hate you, I could never. I just thought that you were trying to date Kyan now or something and I just got upset”, he says and opens his arms. In all honestly, Ryver and I were never really the ones to fight with each other. I think it’s got to do with the fact that we’re only 2 years apart which makes us a lot closer to each other than with Weston.
“How could you think I could ever do that to you?”
“I don’t know. It’s just that I have been so far away from home, and we don’t talk as much as we used to. What was I supposed to think.”
“The reason why we don’t talk much is that I was lying to every single person in my life. And I just couldn’t lie to you.”
“I love you, baby sister. Now let’s clean up this mess you made.”
A/N: Loosely based on the film “To all the boys I’ve loved before” as requested by @teehxk
This is part six of a series.
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader
Word Count: 663
Warning(s): idk they kiss, if you are grossed out by the description I am sorry not sorry.
After Clive told me that Ashton might be waiting in the hot tub for me, I couldn’t not check it out. So I put my coat over my slip dress and went outside. I was freezing but it would probably be worth it.
“All by yourself out here?” I asked him, already knowing the answer because unless there was someone holding their breath underwater which is highly unlikely. Ashton looks up and then looks down at the water, finding it more interesting than talking to me. “So are you ignoring me now?”
“Oh right, I am the one ignoring you. You’re the one who didn’t want to sit next to me on the bus while we’re supposed to be a couple. You’re the one who didn’t want to go skiing with me. You’re the one ignoring me. And now you’re saying that I am ignoring you? Funny.”
“Woah there, cowboy. What’s with all the hating on me? It was good that you sat next to Cam because you wanted to make her jealous and get her attention and that’s exactly what you got.”
“Yeah right.” Is all I got from him, so I decided to get a little closer. I walked to the other side of the hot tub and sat on it, with my feet dangling in the water. “For someone who has such good grades, you can be so dense sometimes.”
“What?” Honestly, to be honest, I am very lost at this point.
“I wanted to sit next to you, Y/N. I even got that candy that you like so much.”
“But the store that sells that is all the way across town.”
“Yeah, so if I went all the way to buy them. That must mean…” He trailed off, looking at me to help him finish that sentence.
“That you really like that candy too?” I knew I was wrong and I was only partly joking, hoping that he would actually say what I wanted him to say.
“Gosh, you are impossible.” At this point, I took off my coat and got into the pool in my dress. “Oh, you’re coming in… in your dress?”
“Yeah, I didn’t really expect this and I didn’t bring a bathing suit… so yeah.” I slowly moved through the water towards him and stopped right before him. He lifted me up and put me on his lap with my legs on either side of him. I was a little hesitant at first but then I look him in the eye. His look gave me permission to hold his face and my mouth slowly attached to his. Our lips moving ever so slowly and it was the best kiss I had ever had. I opened my mouth a little and let his tongue slip into my mouth. We stayed in the hot tub for a very long time, kissing, cuddling, more kissing. Until we felt that it was getting too late. We got out and both walking back to our floor, right before we parted I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him on the lips yet again.
“Good night”, I whispered.
“Good night, baby girl.”
The next morning it was time to leave again and everyone was getting ready for the bus ride back. When I stepped onto the bus people started clapping and cheering. I looked behind me to see if anyone was there, but when I didn’t see anyone I realized they were clapping and cheering for me. I couldn’t remember that I did anything to deserve it so I just let it slide and walked to Ashton. Still feeling a little uneasy about the whole situation happening a minute ago I decided to ask him if he told anyone about last night, but he told me that he hadn’t told anyone and that this is just the way people react to couples. And because I never went before I decided he probably knew it better and let it go.
A/N: Loosely based on the film “To all the boys I’ve loved before” as requested by @teehxk
This is part five of a series.
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader
Word Count: 739
Warning(s): swearing
On Thursday I was talking to Kyan. He was the only one I had to talk to, not that he knew the relationship with Ashton was fake but still.
“I am so angry at myself that I didn’t see it coming.”
“I really don’t know what to say, other than… it fucking sucks. I am sorry.” The school bell rings and I see an angry Ashton making his way towards us.
“I gotta go.”
“Shall I wait?”
“No, you better not.” I tell him goodbye and grab my bag before walking towards Ashton.
“Why were you talking to him. What people will say when they see my girlfriend talking to Kyan,” he says bitterly.
“Oh, what about when they hear how Cam is basically begging you to take her back.” I tell him and laugh at how typical this is.
“You are spying on me now, huh. Is that what this is?”
“Yeah, sure make this shit about me.” I angrily storm into an empty hallway and keep walking. “I honestly didn’t think this would go on for so long. I mean me and Kyan are fine. Cam is jealous, we should call it quits.” Ashton looks at me, shock written all over his face.
“You want to break up with me before the ski trip? It’s in the contract.”
“Only if we were still together.”
“We are still together. You’re just pulling out because you are scared.”
“Why would I be scared?”
Ashton shrugs, “you tell me.” And he was actually right. I am scared because I started liking him a long time ago, heck I love him even and it’s just a matter of time before he dumps me and runs back to Camreigh. But there is no way that I am going to tell him that, so I negotiate.
“I will only go if Clive goes.” Clive, my childhood best friend who I had the biggest crush on, the one that actually turned out to swing for the other team. We turned out to be even better friends after we cleared the air.
On Friday Clive and I sat on the couch in my living room, in a deep discussion about the ski trip. Clive was very much against it and wanted nothing to do with it, but on the other hand, he also wanted me to go for the sake of bringing Ashton and me closer together. I tried to convince him not to go so I didn’t have to go and it wouldn’t turn into some sticky situation that no one could get out of.
But sadly on Monday, we were sat on the bus. Ashton tried to convince me to sit next to him, but being the scared little chicken that I was, I ended up sitting next to Clive who fell asleep on me in the first 10 minutes. Ashton kept looking back at me, while he sat next to Camreigh who tried to get his attention every second of the trip.
Once we got there we all gather around in the ski lodge.
“I’ll see you on the Black Top, Ashton,” Camreigh says before suggestively adding, “last one down, is buying.” Ashton looked at her before looking and me and then quickly started talking to his friends.
“Go to your man,” Clive says and starts pushing me towards Ashton.
“What no, I don’t even know how to put on the boots. I brought books so I can read in my room and enjoy the snow from the comfort of my room.” Clive rolls his eyes before grabbing his bag and walks towards our room.
Instead of reading I actually told Clive the truth about me and Ashton. That we have been pretending and he was totally shocked.
“Are you sure that you are just pretending? ‘Cause I can tell by the way that he looks at you that he likes you.”
“How does he look at me?”
“Like you a sexy little Rubics cube. He can’t really figure you out, but he has a lot of fun trying.”
“It doesn’t matter anyway. He is still so obsessed with her and it makes me sick.”
“Uhu, look at the facts here. He came up with the fake dating idea. You came up with the no kiss rule and you constantly try to break it off. Say all you want but he is probably waiting for you in the hot tub right now.”
A/N: Loosely based on the film “To all the boys I’ve loved before” as requested by @teehxk
This is part four of a series.
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader
Word Count: 957
Warning(s): none? I guess
When we left the diner I felt like I had really upset Ashton, so I invited him over for movie night the next day. While I was waiting for Ashton to come, Kyan suddenly showed up at my house.
“Can we talk please?” I give him a nod and step outside. I notice that Kyan was angry, also the phrase “I can’t believe your dating Ashton Irwin!” helped with that realisation. When he said that, I became angry to. How dare he say something like that. Was it so hard to believe that Ashton and I were dating? That someone like me could date someone like him?
“Look if you just came here to be angry and to be rude, then I am gonna go back inside”, I say and walk past him.
“No, I – Wait… please?” I stop and face him. “Did you mean what you wrote in the letter?”
“I – I don’t know, okay. That was a really long time ago. It was a mistake, you should have never seen it. And please whatever you do, do not tell Ryver.”
“He is not even talking to me! So you don’t have to worry about that.” I let my head fall down, not wanting to look him in the eyes and see that he’s hurt.
“Look, I am sorry. Maybe you should leave”, I say and turn back to the front door.
“So this is it then. Ryver breaks up with me, you are dating Ashton and suddenly we can’t be friends anymore?!” I just gave him a sorry look and went inside. What a great person I am, I heard two guys in two days.
3 pm rolled around and Ashton showed up. We sat on the couch with my little brother and some popcorn we had popped.
“Why are we watching this movie again?” Weston whines.
“Because Ashton has never seen it before.” I have never seen Weston turn around so quickly, with shock written all over his face.
“Are you for real?! How can you have never watched the Hobbit?!” Ashton just shrugs.
“I don’t know, I just never went to the cinema when it came out.” Weston looks at him like he grew three heads, sighs and turns back to the TV.
“Oof, Kili is so hot. If he was taller…” I say and Ashton looks offended.
“I am way better looking than that guy.”
“Uhuh, sure,” Weston says and not long after they have a pillow fight/wrestling match. I watched them as I started thinking. I really hope Weston is not getting too attached to Ashton, we should have never involved family in our fake dating phenomenon.
And yet here I was, two days later, at the dining table of his mother. His little brother and sister were whispering to each other and his mom went on and on about how nice it was that I could be here and how she already liked me better than his last girlfriend. We talked about my brothers, how only my dad was in the picture and how my mother passed away. She went on telling me why Ashton’s father was not in the picture and I could tell that it bothered him, not only him but also his siblings.
Dinner went by quick and before we knew it, Ashton and I were cleaning up. I sat up on the kitchen counter as I watched him sweeping the countertop.
“Is it weird? Not having your father around?” I straight up asked him. He walked over to me and leaned against the counter beside me.
“I mean, not as weird as it used to be. It’s just that sometimes I walk around the house and there are no pictures of him anymore and I just miss him. But then I start to think about his new family and I just get so angry that I am happy that he’s gone.”
“You don’t mean that. You can be angry at him and still miss him.” He just nods.
“You must miss your mom a lot.”
“Every day.” I sigh, “but it happened so long ago. And sometimes when I do my homework or doing whatever and I think about our family. I just forget that it wasn’t always just us and our dad and I feel so guilty.” I stop and look at him for a second. “I actually never told anyone that.”
“I mean I get it. I mean it’s not the same but you know.”
“Yeah. It’s nice to talk to someone about this, who understands you know.” He just nods again and moves closer. My heartbeat quickens and it seems like he is about to kiss me, but then he moves away from me. And I think about our rules… the no kissing rule was rule number 1. I can’t believe that I was the one who came up with that rule and wanted to kiss him so badly. Everything between is felt so natural and good that I let myself believe that what we had was real.
A few weeks later I sat underneath the bleachers eating the best fried chicken in the whole world when suddenly I heard Ashton and Camreigh.
“You never have time for me anymore, Ashton. You are always with her.”
“What you expect me to wait around, while you are dating that college guy.” For a second I wanted to leave, but then again I also wanted to hear their conversation so I decided to stay put.
“You can’t keep doing this to me,” Ashton said.
“Fine, but she is not coming on the ski trip is she? Because that is our thing.”
“Who cares?! You’ve got a boyfriend now.”
“Yeah, I know… but maybe then I won’t.”
A/N: Loosely based on the film “To all the boys I’ve loved before” as requested by @teehxk
This is part three of a series.
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader
Word Count: 816
Warning(s): none? I guess
After I ran away from home, I ended up in my favourite café, drinking some pink unicorn latte that they just added to the menu. Suddenly I felt a familiar presence.
“Hey Y/N, watcha doin’ here?” Ashton asked me as he sat down on the barstool next to mine. I didn’t answer him and just raised my cup before putting my mouth on the straw again, not looking at him once. Before he could open his mouth, I started talking… surprising us both.
“Look I am sorry I kissed you and it will never happen again. I just didn’t want someone else thinking I was in love with them because they also got a letter and yeah sorry.”
“Wow wait what, I am not the only one who got a letter? Damn and I felt so special”, he said placing his right hand over his heart.
“Yes, well anyways I got to go.”
“How did you get here? I don’t see your car.”
“I uhm.. I ran, basically so yeah.” Before I knew it I was in the passenger’s seat of Ashton’s car. He started talking about us fake dating, so he could maybe make his ex jealous. I tried to talk him out of it but somehow he pursued me into playing along.
The next day we made a contract for our fake love/ fake relationship. Once we were both happy we went out separate ways, only to ‘be together’ during lunch. It was interesting though, but I knew that I had to tell Ryver about my relationship.. but I couldn’t lie to Ryver.
So that night I sat on my bed with my laptop, waiting for Ryver to skype me. You could say I was a nervous wreck. How in the world could I tell Ryver that I am dating Ashton so Kyan won’t think I am in love with him anymore because somehow the letter that I wrote him from a long time ago, got out?
During my skype conversation I kept ignoring half of the questions Ryver asked me and I made our talk come to a quick end when I almost blurted everything out. That is also when the doorbell rang and Ashton was actually at my house. He came to pick me up for a party he didn’t even tell me about, for which I wasn’t ready and never would be ready for. But Ashton being Ashton he persuaded me into going with him.
We actually weren’t at the party for long though, once Ashton was convinced his ex had seen us, we left to go to the diner for some food.
“You know I am actually surprised that you’re not afraid of Camreigh.”
“Oh, I am terrified of her.”
“Might be, but you don’t let it show. Like on that first day when she was being a bitch towards you, you handled that so well.” This actually made me look up. I can’t believe he still remembers the first day. “I mean I couldn’t say anything because we were together but I thought they looked amazing. You have a really great style you know, I think you look better than Cam all the time.”
“Why, thank you.” At that point I got up, ready to go home. When he got a text. From his face, I could read it was Cam. “You, uh, you guys still talk on the phone?”
“Yeah sometimes, why?”
“I guess that I just think that it’s a little weird that you guys still talk to each other. That’s not healthy.”
“Oh so now you are a relationship expert. You never even had a boyfriend before and you are attacking me?”
“Well you only had one girlfriend and you are obsessed with her. That’s weird.”
“I am not obsessed with her.”
“Prove it, don’t talk to her tonight”, I say and step forward, probably not looking as intimidating as I want it to look.
“Only if you tell me why you never had a boyfriend before.” Why would he possibly want to know that.
“I have never been asked.”
“Bullshit, I know Grayson asked you to the spring formal.”
“Okay well I love to write about it and read about it, but when it’s real.. it’s scary. ‘Cause the more people you let into your life, the more that can just walk right out.”
“I think it’s funny, you say you are scared but you don’t seem to be afraid to be with me.”
“That’s because we are just pretending.” If you listened really closely, you could actually hear Ashton’s heart break. His face fell and he left pretty quickly after that. I kind of felt bad, but I was telling him the truth. The more time I was spending with him, the more I realised that I needed to repeat to myself that we were pretending that this was not real. And it hurt.
A/N: Loosely based on the film “To all the boys I’ve loved before” as requested by @teehxk . A special dedication to @lukehemmings-ownsmyass
This is part two of a series.
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader
Word Count: 804
Warning(s): none? I guess
I wish falling in love had traffic lights too, so I’d know if I should go for it, slow down or just stop. Because I could not get Kyan out of my head. I haven’t skyped my brother for two weeks now because I am afraid. I don’t want to hurt him, and I feel so damn bad for being in love with his ex-boyfriend.
Saturday night rolled around and like any other 16-year-old, I had no plans. So here I was on the couch, hanging out with my little brother Weston and watching Lord of the Rings.
“Okay, don’t take this the wrong way, but isn’t it kind of sad that a 16-year-old girl is hanging out with her little brother on a Saturday night. Isn’t it time that you.. oh I don’t know.. found a boyfriend? Because believe it or not I actually cancelled plans to hang out with you and I don’t think that you had any other things going on”, Weston says before filling his mouth with popcorn and chocolates.
“That was way harsh, Wes”, I look at him and pout.
“Yeah, well life is hard Y/N”, and with that, he puts in the next Lord of the Rings film. It didn’t take long before I fell asleep.
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The last class of today was PE, oh lucky me. I was running alongside my best friend Nova, who is also Cam’s cousin when I saw Ashton walk on the tracks. We ran past him when he suddenly yelled out my name. Nova and I came to a quick halt and turned around.
“Hi, uhm can I talk to Y/N alone?” he asks looking from me to Nova and back.
“Yeah sure, if you need me I’ll be in the nurse’s office with period cramps, googling Noah Centineo shirtless”, and with that, she leaves us. I look at Ashton in confusion, because the last time he spoke to me was.. well before he and Cam got together.
“Okay, look I just wanted to say that I am sorry but nothing is ever going to happen between us.”
“Uhm, what?” That sentence made me even more confused than I already was.
“Yeah, I think it’s cute that you find my dimples adorable and that you-” By then I zoned out what he had to say and noticed that he was holding something in his hand. A letter. My letter to be more specific. I started hyperventilating and before I knew it I passed out on the tracks, only to be woken again by Ashton. As soon as I got up I noticed Kyan walking towards us also with a letter in his hand. I turned around and kissed Ashton… on the lips. After my teacher yelled at us to stop making out on the tracks, I got up and ran straight to the bathroom like lightning. It didn’t take long before I heard a familiar voice asking me if I was doing okay. It was my childhood best friend Ace.
“Look I want to give this back to you, it seemed kind of personal”, he said as soon as I came out of the bathroom stall. “Also I want you to know, that I am flattered but you do know that I am gay right?” Nope, I did not.
“Yes, of course! I wrote that letter a long time ago”, and I just laughed it off. We talked for a bit and then I went home.
As soon as I got there I ran up to my room to find my shoebox. Because if someone had indeed taken these letters then I wanted to know how many had gotten out.. or well I know 3 have.
“Has anyone seen an old shoebox. It was in my room, the one in which mum gave me my first pair of pumps. It’s really important to me!” I yelled while running into different rooms and downstairs again.
“I don’t know, sweetheart. I haven’t seen anything”, my father says while dancing to Bruce Springsteen. “Oh, by the way, you have some mail.” I grab the letter to which he had pointed and seen that it was the fourth letter, returned to sender. Good, so I don’t have to worry about that one any more or Ace’s. The one that had been sent to Kyan worried me most. I couldn’t look at him anymore, he dated my brother. We were finally fine again and now someone sends these stupid letters.
As I was pacing up and down my room when my little brother suddenly entered.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing”, I quickly answered.
“Y/N, Kyan is here!” I heard my father yell from downstairs.
“You never saw me”, I whisper-yelled to Weston as I climbed down through my window and then I just ran.
CALUM?
Ok but can we talk about Calum’s jawline i feel devastated.
STREAM CALM
Some 5sos group photos bc why not
He is so perfect what the f u c k
soft ashton for today
Our favourite bassist! Happy birthday! May this year bring you a lot of happiness!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAN, CELEBRATE YOUR DAY WELL!!
he pretty
happy new year !!
the lip ring
today I offer you blue haired Calum. Tomorrow? Who knows.
