Ashton Irwin Imagines

Ashton Irwin Imagine For @highoffirwin

I opened my bedroom door and collapsed on my bed, dejected, swollen with emotions. I hate myself so much. I had everything; I had the best boyfriend ever. He was my soul mate, my best friend, the one who would always be there for me no matter what. For once in my life, I felt genuinely happy. But, guess what? I managed to mess everything up.

I tried to blink away the emotions that blurred my vision, but I couldn't help it, tears poured out of my eyes and rolled on my cheeks. My vision was getting more and more blurry, I couldn't see clearly anymore. I was hoping nobody would barge in my room. I tried to fix my vision by rubbing my eyes, but nothing seemed to work. My mind kept playing games on me, calling me all those horrid names. “You’re worthless…” “Nobody likes you…”

Memories of my childhood just popped in my head. Why couldn’t I be like every other teenager? Why did my dad abandon me when I was little? Why couldn’t I just have a normal life? Ugh, I hate it when I’m like that. When one simple thing isn’t okay in my life, I keep over thinking and dragging myself down.

I heard timid footsteps approaching towards my door and managed to distinguish Ashton’s silhouette through my tears.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him, still sobbing like a baby. Wow, I probably look really stupid. “Did you follow me? Jus-just, go away. You just broke up with me, anyways.”

“Yailin, oh my god. Baby, I didn’t mean that, you know I always overreact. Calm down, I’m here for you.” Ashton blurted out, he seemed so worried. He sat next to me and took my hand in his, rubbing my palm with his thumb.

“I’m just so stupid.” I mumbled, not finding the courage to look at him in the eyes.

“No you’re not, babe. I’m sorry for earlier, I really am. I’ll never let this happen again, okay?” I still didn’t look up at him, but I knew that he was being sincere just by the tone of his voice.

“It’s not just about us, Ash. I mess everything up. I have no friends and I barely even have a family. I’m such a screw up.”

Ashton didn’t have to say anything, he wrapped his arms around me and we stayed like that for a couple of minutes. I felt so protected and secure in his presence, he was the only one who could make me feel like this. We fit together just perfectly. He was my salt, and I was his pepper. He didn’t even need to speak, we just had a connection.

He looked into my eyes; our heads were the same level.  His lips reached my jaw, tracing the lines of my ear to my collarbone. They were so warm against my skin, it was so comforting, I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding in my chest. My blood flowed rapidly in my cheeks, making my face as red as ever. Every time we kissed, it felt like it was our first kiss. I lifted my hand out of his, and pulled them up high to his shoulders, where I entwined them with his soft curly brown hair. He put his hands down at my waist while pulling me closer to his chest as he crashed his lips on mine. I was his; and he was mine.

“I love you, Yailin.” He whispered in my ear.

“I love you so much, Ash.”