"Fucking hell mate!" You groaned as a curly hair boy knocked into you, making all the vinyls and CDs knock out of your hands, scattering them across the floor.
"Shit." He sighed, bending down to help you pick them up.
"Arctic Monkeys?" He questioned smirking, holding the cd up.
"Yeah. You got a problem with that curly?" You glared, snatching the cd out of his hands.
"No. No problem." He gave you small smile.
He lowly whistled, picking up the last few CD's that was on the ground.
"Good Charlotte? Green Day? I didn't think you'd be the type of girl to listen to that." He mumbled.
"Well there's a lot you don't know about me, curly." You smiled, "Including my name."
"Well, tell me your name." He returned the smile.
"It's Y/N." You told him, his cheeks blushing.
"Y/N, it's me. Ashton. Ashton Irwin? From primary school? The one that tripped and spilled their tea all over you?" He blushed, making you realize who he was.
"Oh my! Ashton!" You squealed, smiling, "It's so good to see you! And time has not done you wrong." You checked the tall boy out.
"It's good to see you. I'd hug you but your arms are kinda full." He laughed, his eyes trailing down your body, "Damn."
You laughed before giving the curly headed boy your number so you could catch up sometime.
Who knew that if that curly headed boy didn't run into you in the music store, you wouldn't have your boyfriend of 2 and a half years and counting?
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5SOS One-Shots and Preferences
FanfictionThe title basically explains it all, doesn't it? ;) DDM, BSM, and regular one shots located here! Requests are open! Ages range from 10-23..
