5SOS//One Shots and Imagines

xxx Ashton Irwin xxx (Part Two)

You dreaded leaving the school. Mr. Dylan recommended you guys start today, and since you were free, you agreed. Ashton asked you to come over after school because the library was too boring and quiet, and you couldn't listen to music.

It was now the last period, and you watched the time to make it go slower. It just made it go faster.

"Miss (Y/L/N)?" The history teacher called your name, and you sat frozen.

"Do you know what the name of the president of Russia who led war was in the early 1900's?" She asked and the whole class turned their heads. 

Jaesey Rae snickered at me and the whole class laughed.
"Stalin?" You answered hopefully.
"Correct, great job (Y/N)." She said and turned back around.

"Nerd." Someone from the middle of the classroom says and everyone erupts into laughter.

Class got out and everyone rushed through the halls to get home, except you. The thought of tutoring Ashton sickened you.

"Hey, babe." You shut your locker and rolled your eyes.

"How many times have I told you to stop calling me that?" You spat at him and he bumps his hip into you.

"Ashton, fúck off." You walk out the doors and he follows.

"Dude, chill, I was just joking around with you."
"So you've been joking around with me everyday since freshman year?" You were now turned looking at him with your confident hip popped out.
He stopped talking until you got back to his place and opened the door for you. Your eyebrows raised and looked at him skeptically, and he made a hand gesture as if saying 'ladies first'.

You walked in and his house was huge and nice. Of course it's what you would have expected considering the neighborhood he lived in, but not the way he is.

Everything was so colorful compared to him, and you realized no one greeted him at the door which worried you a bit. He started walking somewhere so you started following him. He stopped and looked down at the shoes still on your feet before telling you to take them off.

You, again, skeptically looked at him and he explained that his mom liked the new white carpet clean. He was getting irritated and you didn't really care but followed him down the hallway when your shoes were off.

You both passed the kitchen table and you stopped.

"I don't want to study in your room. We should study in the kitchen."

He stopped and turned around. "Why are you so picky?"

He stopped and you crossed your arms.
He mumbled something to himself and walked towards you, taking the stuff from your hands.
"We are just going into my study," he starts walking again. We get to his room and he opens the door. Unlike the rest of his house, he has the darkest room. The walls are painted gray, band posters are all over the walls, and even his bed sheets and curtains are black. "which is also my room. But there is a desk, okay? I just don't like sitting at the table. It's too bright down there, I can't concentrate."

You are still astonished by his room when you hear a dog whine in the closet.

"What the duck was that?" You say and jump from the closet.
"It's just my-"

"ARE YOU GOING TO PUT ME IN YOUR CLOSET? IS THERE ANOTHER TUTOR IN THERE?! IS THAT WHY YOU TOOK ME UPSTAIRS TO YOUR ROOM?! YOU'RE A F-" he stops you from continuing by putting his hand over your mouth and putting his finger to his lips. You were really freaked out now, he seemed really crazy, and then he pulled it away after you started breathing normal again.

He walked over to his closet and pulled out a small pug.
"My parents are gone for the weekend, and we're supposed to get back today. So yesterday, as a surprise present for my moms birthday, I went and bought her a puppy. She's always wanted one but was too scared to get one because she doesn't think she'll be able to take care of it on her own with her always being gone. I'm going to help her though." He continued on and I couldn't help but to be shocked.

"Wait, wait, Ashton. Ashton? Is... Is that really you?" You ask and reach out to poke his face.

He gives you a confused look and you laugh. He soon realizes it and puts the dog back in the closet.

"Ashton, like, Ashton Irwin, Ashton, is a softie? A real, true, softie for puppies and his mother?" You ask, now amused.

He groans and rolls his eyes.
"I only act badasš at school for reputat- wait you can't tell anyone!" He runs towards you. He puts his hands on your shoulders and you shrink back, afraid he'll hit you or spit in your face. But he doesn't.

"Please, just don't say anything. I'll start paying more attention in class, I don't really need tutoring. I know it all, I just fail on purpose. Being popular is hard you know. I give up a lot of things for it. And I don't know why I'm telling you this." He says with his hands in his face on the edge of his bed. "You've fūcked up now, Ashton." He mumbles under his breath, but loud enough for you to hear.

You felt so awkward now, and shuffled your feet a bit to get his attention until he stands up.

"You can go now. There is no point in being here. Tomorrow you'll just tell everyone that I'm some softie who has been faking the past 4 years and everything will go great for you and go downhill for me and then you'll have the perfect senior year and I'll be moved to the nerd group. Thanks though, bye." He says and walks you to the door.

You weren't going to tell anyone, unless he continues to be obnoxiously rude to you, and you tell him just that before he nods his head towards you and shuts the door behind you. As you walk away, you hear him scream in anger, along with a few things breaking, but decide to walk away anyways.

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7 years later

You and Ashton are standing together. You look at the beautiful view among the horizon and hold onto the bars as tight as you can. Then, Ashton grabs your hand, and you both let go together, embracing each other as you both go pummeling into the deep water of the giant lake below.

Your bodies were found weeks later, hands still pried together and eyes closed with a flash drive in a water-proof baggie in Ashton's pocket.

Both of your parents watched it together, which was a video of you two explaining the reason you did it together.

"They said we weren't allowed to. Be together, but we couldn't live apart. So we died together for the other. We were in love, and we are sorry, but this is how it's supposed to be. We both love you. Goodbye, Mom. Goodbye, Dad. Goodbye, world."
They said together in the short video, and it ended on both of their faces adoringly looking at each other.

Some say it's morbid that someone could be so happy about their death that young, but it wasn't even. They died for each other. They died for love.

Their parents sobbed for weeks, and Ashton's mother passed away shortly after her husband, which was Y/N's father, the reason they couldn't be together. They both died of heartbreak.

The. End.

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A/N

I swear I didn't even mean for it to turn out that way in the end. Oops. Well I'm gonna go cry in a corner. Love you all. Probably won't see you for another few months. Sooooo yeah

~ Lace