Psycho (lashton)✔

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"Oh fuck." the words left Ashton's mouth but I barely had time to process them before he was grabbing my hand and hurriedly yanking me out of my seat, making us both stumble as we ran for the door.

It's kind of funny how you can love someone so much. We, as humans, get attached to people very easily. A glimmer of emotion can turn into like, into love, until you find yourself completely blinded within the other person's presence. It's funny how people meet in the strangest ways: bus shelters, self help classes, the gym, ukulele practice... mental asylums. It's funny how Ashton and I weren't like those people. It's funny how I loved Ashton to death and yet had no clue what I was getting myself into.

When we ran out of the café the scream that left my mouth must've been what caused it. It must've. If I hadn't screamed, we could have ran away without anyone noticing. But I did, and the three policemen nearby ran to us, the look of recognition in their eyes as they realised who we were- as did we. We realised that we were three men away from being thrown back into dystopia.

That's why Ashton put up a fight when they tried to handcuff him.

That's why we ran.

That's why the police had guns.

That's why Ashton got shot.

"Ashton- Ashton-" I screamed, dropping to my knees beside him as the stuff bled from his stomach, already staining his shirt a darker colour as he choked in pain.

"Luke-" Ashton whispered, his voice scratchy and gravelly, "I love you." he breathed, screwing his eyes shut and clutching his stomach.

"Ashton no. No, no, you're gonna be fine." I sobbed, his hand reaching for mine and squeezing it.

"I was going to ask you t-to marry me-"

Then I felt it.

I let out a scream as I doubled over and collapsed on the floor, the blood seeping from my stomach as I gaped for air and my breathing became jagged.

"No-" Ashton choked out, weakly trying to reach for me but I had black spots across my vision from the pain and I was about to black out when his body went limp.

In that moment, the pain went away. The scarlet water bled, taking all emotion inside me with it. Perhaps, in that moment I realised that I was dying, maybe not, but I didn't seem to care as I entwined my fingers with Ashton's cold ones.

As the world faded away, I thought of nothing but blurry memories and pictured nothing but a certain psycho.

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a/n that's the end.

I'm crying, I'm so so sorry but I had this ending planned from the beginning.

I don't think I'll be doing any alternative endings even though I know there will probably be requests for it but that's it that's the ending sorry , and i may or may not do a really short epilogue but idk yet

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