This was inspired by a book I read.I don't own 5sos,sadly.And that's it I guess.Enjoy :).It's my birthday and it's 7:10 in the morning so why not update is my brilliant idea!
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I watched as we passed green blur after another green blur.The trees and grass just seem to blend together as we pass.My parents sit up front and I can practically taste their anxiousness.It was a struggle to get me into the car and now I cling to my seatbelt desperately.
The accident done more then make me terrorified of cars,it took a great chunk of my memory.I know basic stuff,like my name,the year,the president.But when it comes to people things just blur.Obvisiously I know my parents and other relatives,but anyone outside of that and all I get is fuzz.
We pull up at our new house.My parents think that new surroundings will help.I don't bother to tell them that where I am doesn't matter,the nightmares will find me anyway.But let's let them have their pointless hopes.That's a depressing thought I know.
As I get out of the car I can see my own reflection in the window.Red hair,pale skin,bright green eyes.The things anyone would see when they look at me.I see the blood trailing down my arms which is the reason why I keep my hair that color.People say I should just forget and move on,like it's that simple.I need to overcome this-this part of me.Because that's what the accident is.I can't change the past anymore then I can perdict the future so I have no choice but to accept it.I sound so physicphcol or something,I don't like it.
Staining my otherwise unblemished milky skin are the bags that hang under my eyes.Being startled awake by trapped memories tends to make you stay awake.I move sluggishily to the front door,dragging my backpack behind me like it's a ball and chain.
Then the ball lands at my feet.I stare at it with a slight frown.Where did that come from?My sleep deprieved brain is a little slow to become aware of the person calling out to me.Until they're at my side,looking breathless and curious at the same time.
"Hey,"A guy around my age with brown curly,shaggy hair smiles at me slightly.He has hazel eyes that crinkle as he smiles.His smile is dazzling and for a second I'm stunned by how truly beautiful he looks.Then he's holding out a perfectly tanned large hand,"I'm Ashton,but you can call me Ash.You just moving in?Cool,we haven't had anyone new in years and you look around our age which is even better 'cause that means we have a new friend and it's really only me and-"
"Ash!Leave the poor boy alone,your rambling is freaking him out."A new voice says.
I don't know where he came from,but suddenly another boy appears and this time I'm sure my eyes go wide.
The first thing I think is Uh-nuh-Jesus,'cause,fucking hell is he perfect.Thick,lushious black locks,strong jaw that looks like it could cut through wood,hazel eyes alive with....something and an atheltes body.I think I might just melt.
He grins at me and I realise I'm just blantly staring.Flushing,I look down to my feet.Smart Mikey,I chide myself,Stare with your mouth wide enough to swallow a lampost.That's real attractive.
"What's your name,babe?"The new one asks.I've offically dubbed him as The Hot One and-
Did he just call me babe?
My eyes snap up towards him with lightning speed.His smile is making my head swirl.He laughs gently and I can feel the sound somehow travel straight to my stomach which crumples in on itself at the sound.
"I'm Cal,and you've already met my idiot friend,Ash,"Cal gestures distractedly to Ashton who simply flashes the peace sign with a wink before going back to balancing the ball on his knee.Cal's attetion is fixed back on me again,"And you are?"He prompts me.
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My One Shots (boyxboy)
FanfictionThis is largely going to boy on boy so if you have a problem with that then get lost. The couples are going to be Solangelo\Wilco, Malum and MAYBE Lashton. Oh, and some of my own creation thrown in.
