He Was My Bestfriend. (5sos fan fiction)

Chapter 1.

"Ashton, promise you won't forget me?" "I promise, how could I forget my bestfriend?!" those were the last things we said to each other before he left to America. It's been more than a year since I've seen him. We lost touch after the few months. He was my best friend, almost a brother, heck, he was like a brother. We used to have all these crazy traditions we used to do. Like every Sunday he'd come over my house and we'd have a everything but the kitchen sink Sunday. That's when we'd take everything edible and put it in our sunday, and after we made that, we'd watch movies all day. Now I'm 18 I just finished my last year of high school. I had a job, I sang at a little cafe. And I'm going to the collage of performing arts in America.

I share a house with my best friend Josh and Cameron. Don't worry though Cameron and josh behave themselves even living with a girl.
I walked to jack wills to get new sweat pants. I went inside and shopped around for a while. I found two pairs and decided to buy them, I walked to the counter and placed them on it. I pulled out my wallet and pulled out some money, as i did that a picture fell out of my wallet. I picked it up and looked at it. It was of me and Ashton before he left. "you a fan of 5 seconds of summer??" I heard a farmilier voice say behind me. "nope. " I said in monotone. "well then why do you have a picture of me?" he asked. I slowly turned around. Shocked. I started tearing up. He looked at me confused. He doesn't remember me? "I have to go." I panicked grabbing my bags and running out the door. "Wait!" He called out after me. I didn't stop. I just kept going.
Ashtons POV.
I saw this beautiful girl at the counter of Abercrombie. She was pulling out her credit card as she stopped to look at a picture. I couldn't see it clearly but I thought I saw my face on it. "You're a fan of 5 seconds of summer?" I asked. "Nope." She said popping the p. "then why do you have a picture of me?" I asked smirking. She slowly turned around. Wow. She was gorgeous. Her eyes welled up with tears. I gave her a confused look. She quickly shoved her wallet back into her pocket and grabbed her bags. "I have to go." She said before she ran out. She looked so farmiliar. I saw her drop something on the way out. A picture. I walked over to it and picked it up. "How did she get this?" I whispered. I stared at the picture.

It was about 2 years ago. I was 17, my bestfriend was 16. We were at the park. We decided to skip prom because we didnt have dates. We sat there all night talking. Making jokes. Just being ourselves. That was the night I told her I was leaving. Leaving to America. I had to leave her alone for 2 years. To finish high school without her bestfriend. But why would that girl have this picture? That's when it hit me. That was my best friend.

AN: Sorry this is short. I have alot planned for this fan fiction(: