#ashton imagine

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: Based on Worst of you by Maisie Peters

Pairing: Y/N & Ashton Irwin

Word Count: 635

Warning(s): mentions of cheating

You had been dating Ashton ever since high school. Everyone was jealous of your relationship because it was so pure and full of love. You were very supportive of his band that he joined.

While you went to college to study law and crime, Ashton’s band started to take off. You were so busy with school and he was so busy touring the world that you rarely saw him. You guys talked on the phone though whenever you could. It became harder and harder but you still loved him so much. When Autumn break began, you bought a plane ticket to go see him. When you landed, however, he wasn’t there to pick you up from the airport. And when you arrived at the hotel, he didn’t show you the love that you were expecting.
So you two went out for dinner that evening before the show and he asked how you were and how school was going. You went on and on about classes and how you made new friends but you got the feeling that he wasn’t really listening to you, although he swore that he did. You didn’t mind, you were just so happy that you could look at him without pixels.

After the concert, all the guys went out and you went along with them. You enjoyed spending time with them and seeing Ashton so happy. The entire evening however you were on your own. At the beginning of the evening, Luke and Michael held a conversation with you but then their girlfriends showed up and you were on your own. You had Ashton but he was talking to his friends all evening. It was okay though, I mean you weren’t on stage. You didn’t see what was happening tonight and you were sure that it was a necessary conversation. The break flew by and you didn’t spend as much time with Ashton as you had hoped but you understood that the band, the fans and the tour came first. After all, you were the one on the break, not them, their life continued.
He didn’t drop you off at the airport, you got there by taxi instead. He was too busy writing the new album. He did give you a kiss on the cheek and you felt like a high schooler again.

The calls after got worse and worse. You would only fight and argue and you let him win every time. Your friends told you that you should break up with him and that this wasn’t a healthy relationship anymore but you couldn’t do that to him. He wasn’t there to say it to his face and you couldn’t bear to do it over the phone or via text message.

A couple weeks later a friend sent you an article. It showed Ashton hugging another woman, on another picture he was kissing her. It wasn’t like the kiss on the cheek he had given her, he was full-on snogging the girl. You were so angry and sad that you stayed in your bed for 4 weeks. The thing is you were more angry at yourself that at Ashton because even though he kissed her, you still wanted to taste his lips and kiss him and have him tell you that he loved you.

A month later, you were better than you were before. Still hopelessly in love with Ashton but better. You decided to take it to twitter. Instead of addressing the rumour that you and Ashton had broken up, you drafted something else.
“Another night, another dotted line, I sign my heart away to you, some call it foolish, guess I’ll call it art.”
And with that, you decided that it was over between the two of you. You realized that all the time he was away, you were just making up excuses for his actions and you were done.

Luke wished he was 18 .. But now he’s 20.. happy birthday hemmings