fivesos one shots

×Losing You× ai

U guys r gonna kill me.

But im in a sad mood soo.

Plus, i just thought of Tfios even though the story line is not really the same. Er idk. You'll see.

And, i can't believe school is over whaaat. Haha. Wow.

Kay :)

U may read.

Grace P.O.V.

The sound of my phone buzzing jolted me awake. Frowning, I glanced at the clock which read 2 am.

I looked down at the contact who was calling me.

Ash

Hesitantly I slowly held the phone to my ear.

"Ash?" I murmured in a groggy voice. I yawned stretching my arms.

The sound of him crying made me sit up immediately.

"Ash? Ashton what's wrong?"

"Gracie, you-you h-have to come. You have to come and get me.."

"Why Ashton? What's going on? You ok?"

"No, nothing's ok. I-I dont know what's going on." I heard him let out a small smiff and cry.

Already out of bed and slipping into some shorts and a random tee i was running to get my car keys.

"Okay Ash where are you?"

"Y-you know the gas station we would usually go to? There."

"Okay I'm on my way."

"No-" he pleaded, "dont hang up on me."

I sighed nodding while placing the phone next to me on speaker and starting the car.

"Im right here Ash."

"Please come fast." he whimpered.

Never had I heard Ashton cry. My heart beat sped up as my mind raced with horrendous thoughts only to make me more worried about him.

How is he?

Is he ok?

Why is he crying?

Why is he up at this hour?

Why is he at the gas station?

My heart shattered as I heard his constant crying over the phone.

"Im coming Ash." I whispered.

10 minutes later I found myself pulling into a gas station with only one car next to the place where you fill gas. The door was open as I shuffled out of my car and jogged over to the familiar black car.

Shutting my phone off I ran to Ash as his head rested on the steering wheel. His phone was in one hand. The sound of his phone shut off, jolted him up as he peered around.

"Gracie." he whispered pulling me in a tight hug.

"God Ashton," I sighed with relief, "I thought I lost you or some shit."

He looked at me with teary eyes. We both knew he was dying. But so was I.
But I knew. He would die first.

"Ashton," I murmured calmly, "what happened?"

He shook his head as he cried again, "I-I dont know I wanted to buy some cigarettes and-"

They sell cigarettes here? He must've got confused. Why cigarettes?