Ashton's not in a great place and given a recent life decision, her brother Adrian, doesn't trust her to be alone for more than 2 minutes. What will happen when Adrian enlists one of his friends to watch after his sister while he's away on tour?
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Ashton_Wright the boys are back in town 🤘🏽 📸:@me bitch
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remingtonleith oh what could we possibly be doing in New York...with Ashton? palayeroyale 📝📝📝 royal88 does this mean more music? royal12 ok more music...does Ashton sing sebastiandanzig yes but she also writes royal47 so you guys are writing together? YES!
emersonbarret Im so excited u have no idea Ashton_Wright no I think I do cuz take that and x2
user21 u guys gonna hookup again royal1 why can't you just mind your business?
"Ok so what did you have so far?" Remington asked as he and his brothers started to get situated in my basement.
It was a makeshift studio, definitely not what they'd be recording in back in L.A but hey. It doesn't matter where you make the music, it's how well you make the music.
I picked up a guitar and started to play the tune I had come up with earlier.
In my head
All this pain
And the words that I cannot say
I'm trying
I'm trying to be
The man that you wanted to see
I'm tired and I'm hurt
And I always try to put you first
But you say I'm not worth it to you
So why are you worth it to me?
Broken, broken, broken
You know that I've always been
Broken, broken, broken
You know that I've always been
You break my heart
'Cause you're never home
Always with your friends
Always on your phone
I try so hard
But you're just playing games
I needed you tonight
But you got high again
I'm tired and I'm hurt
And I always try to put you first
You say I'm not worth it to you
So why are you worth it to me?
Broken, broken, broken
You know that I've always been
Broken, broken, broken
You know that I've always been
Heartbreaks and mistakes
With no change
How did we become this way?
Broken, broken, broken
You know that I've always been
The nights are long
And the days won't end
No more love between us
Let's not pretend
You're going out and
You're dressing down
It's so typical
Like you're someone else
You're someone else
I'm tired and I'm hurt
And I always try to put you first
But I see I'm not broken like you
And you are not broken like me
Broken, broken, broken
You know that We've always been
Broken, broken, broken
You know that We've always been
Heartbreaks and mistakes with no change
How did we become this way?
Broken, broken, broken
You know that I've always been
I stopped playing but, didn't look up. I was scared for them to look in my eyes because, I didn't want to have to tell them how stupid I was, how I wish I could fix everything.
"Ashton," Sebastian said after about 2 minutes of silence, "that was-"
"Beautiful," Remington sighed rubbing his hand down his face, "Ashton that was really beautiful."
"Well," I sighed cracking a weak smile, "it's yours."
"What," Emerson's eyes widened, "you can't give us this song! You have to record it."
I shook my head.
"Ashton," Emerson sent me a sympathetic smile as he moved to sit next to me, "this song is so beautiful and raw. It's you. You took something you went through and you made us feel it to. We can't take this from you."
"But I want you to have it," I said zoning in on the floor, "I don't want to record. Not yet-"
"Then save it for when you do," Sebastian chimed in, "Ashton this has the potential of being really big and-"
"I tried," I groaned, "it's missing something. I think Remington's vocals would kill on this."
I turned my focus to Remington, "The way you have so much emotion, and make it so obvious that you're putting everything into your music. That's what I had in mind when I was writing this."
"But-"
Emerson's attempt to continue the argument was cut off by Remington's voice.
"Did you write this about Andy?"
The three of them stopped to look at me. I think we were all scared to speak after that. After about 45 seconds of silence, I nodded my head and broke down, warranting Emerson to pull me into a hug.
"Ashton what's going on?" Sebastian said as he and Remington scooted a tad closer to Emerson and I.
"I just-"
I sniffled, trying to compose myself. It wasn't really working.
