Punked Love • Mashton

Chapter 1

a/n: YAY first chapter!!! enjoy!

(third's p.o.v)

Ashton shot up from bed breathing rapidly.  "Oh my god." He sits up and looks around his blue pastel painted room covered in posters. He looks directly at his Idiotic Rejects poster. "It was just a dream. Just a dream," he breathed out. "Damn it." he cursed, disappointed.

It was always Ashton's dream to meet one of the members from Idiotic Rejects. The members were: Calum Hood, Michael Clifford, Seth Cook and Adam Smith. He has been to many of their concerts. Whenever they where in town he would go an see them. But he would get tickets to be somewhere close but in the back so he wouldn't get trampled in the mosh pit. For safety, he would take Alex and Luke with him. You know, because bodyguards.

Ashton shifted around his pink floral bed. He squinted looking for his glasses. He finally found them under his bed. "How the heck did they get down there?" he exclaimed. He put them on and grabbed his phone checking his instagram. Scrolling through his feed, Ashton stops on a update account.

"4/4 of Idiotic Rejects landed here in California!! They are here to take a month long break and write new songs!!" (Yes Alex, Luke and Ashton live in California)

Ashton's eyes widened. Did he read that right? He rubbed his eyes and reread it again. He started to squeal and roll around his bed like if he was having a seizure. "Oh my god. Oh my yes! Yesyesyesyes!" he squeal again and again. "Ashton please shut up!" Alex complained from across the hall from her room. "Oopsies! Sorry Alex!" Ashton apologized. "Yeah, yeah whatever just go back to sleep." Alex returned. "Guys really!?" Luke yelled from the room next to Ashton's. "Sorry Lukey! I'll be quiet now!" Ashton yelled back.

Ashton was too happy to go back to sleep. So he went to the kitchen and looked around to find something to eat. He finally settled on a bowl of Fruit Loops. While he sat there eating his cereal, he scrolled through the update account on Instagram. He found out that they are staying at their summer house in L.A. Ashton let out another squeal because he lived in Riverside and L.A was only an hour away. He was so happy but then remembered how shy he was. He is 19 and yet still shy as ever. Ashton has never gotten a picture with any of the members because he was too shy to go up to them. Yeah sure he has went to some of their concerts but that was different. Now feeling a little down, Ashton heard the mail truck. He decided to go and pick it up from their apartment mailbox.

Sighing, Ashton got up and took his bowl to the sink and washed it. He went back to his room and changed into a grey oversized sweater that gave him sweater paws and burgundy track pants. He looked into the mirror and stared. "Ew, bed hair." he said to himself. He pushed his glasses up and just fumbled with his hair. He groaned. "Oh well its not like I'm gonna see anyone."

He walked out his room and into the living room. "Guys!" Ashton yelled. No response. "Guys!" he repeated. He heard Luke groan and Alex mumble. "What Ashton!?" Alex yelled back, clearly annoyed. "M'gonna go check the morning mail!" he answered, "Can one of you guys come with me!?". "No I'm sleeping! Go by yourself!" Alex yelled back. "Stop yelling guys! M'trying to sleep!" Luke cut in. "Ugh fine! I'll go by myself." Ashton finished. And with that said, he grabbed the mail keys and walked out.

The cold morning breeze hit Ashton in the face. It's the middle of August and it's gonna get cold. While walking to the mailboxes, he thought back to the little argument him, Alex and Luke had. "Whoa, Deja vu." he whispered to himself. He finally reached his mailbox and unlocked it and took out his mail. "Junk, bills, junk, junk, hot guy in magazine, and more bills." he said.

Just as he was closing and locking his mailbox, he heard a deep husky voice say, "Hey, uh do you think you can help me? My bus kinda left me here and I don't really know my way around."

Ashton just froze for a second staring at his mailbox until he realized the voice was talking to him. So  he responded, "Oh u-um, yeah s-su-sure." still locking up his mailbox. Ashton mentally slapped himself for stuttering. In front of a stranger.

"Cool thanks." the voice replied.

"Uh, y-yeah no problem, j-just tell me whe-" Ashton said turning around but then stopped himself and his eyes widened. 

There. In front of him. Stood Michael. Michael Gordon Clifford.

This is just a dream, he thought to himself still staring at the man in front of him.

"Um, are you okay?" the voi- well Michael said walking up to Ashton.

"Oh my god, it's not." Ashton whispered to himself before he fainted.

Again.

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YAASS CHAPTER  1!!!!  its finally up!! hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed typing it. sorry it took long, most likely I will update my books thrus-sat but today you guys are lucky. and sorry again that its up late too. next chapter will be in michaels pov, so yeah that's it oh and sorry its short

Bye!! xx

~B x

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