Fuckboy || Irwin

[8]

Ashton's P.O.V

I furiously ran my hand through my hair then tugged the ends slightly,through stress. I grunted before running towards the alley way I saw them in,well saw Hope get dragged into. I sharply turned the corner before seeing nothing in the alley but a metal fence. I decided to walk closer to it because it might just give me clues. I approached it slowly before seeing a card addressed to me.

I hesitated but bent down slowly then grasped it in my hand. I stood back up and lent against the wall,quickly lighting a cigarette and taking a puff from it. I held the cigarette in my mouth and opened the notes,my eyes scanning over each word with shock.

Ashton,

Have fun trying to win this bet now ;) Thought I should add some spice to this curry,am I right? Anyway lemme tell you a story which might just help you. Key word : might.

Once upon a time there was a boy named Jacob. He was a detective and his fuckbuddy Jess was amazing. He would pound her ass hole with every chance he would get. Once day she had disappeared and quite frankly he was the one leading this case.

He had no clues apart from a card,just like this one. There were numbers scattered across it.

160915

It took him forever to debunk it but he discovered it as..... Wait I'm not gonna tell you,there is no fun in that. Well the story end here and well you might wanna check your phone. There should be.... Interesting videos shared with you

Sam

I yelled in frustration causing my cigarette to slip from my mouth and onto the card below me,causing it to burn. I quickly brushed the cigarette off to see it had burnt some of the number,fucking fantastic. I quickly pulled a pen from my pocket and re-scribbled down the number then slowly headed towards the cafè.

I held my head in my hand as I looked at the number which kay before me. 160915. What could it mean? I tugged on the ends of my curls as the waitress approached me,she had served me earlier. Her hair big,black and curly and her cleavage showing. Bright pink lipstick and the smell of tobacco lingered on her uniform.

"Can I get you anything sweetie?" She asked with a raspy voice, she had a voice like someone from the 70's or 80's. I shook my head no but she still places something on my table. I glanced up to see a coffee and a waffle covered in strawberry sauce and blueberries. "It's on the house" she smiled then walked away,her high heels clacking against the floor.

"Ugh" I muttered under my breath as I looked back at the number. I grabbed my coffee from across the table and then took a long sip before takin a bite out my waffle. I shook my head with a slight smile on my face until someone came along to see what I was doing.

"Excuse me,uh sir,you seem to be having a lot of trouble there" I glanced up to see a girl with blonde hair and sparking blue eyes. She wore a nirvana top and some plain black leggings. I peered my eyes at her as I took in her appearance and then gestured to the seat opposite me.

"So what's that you got there" she asked gesturing towards the number. I pushed it over to her along with the pen as she started jotting things down while I munched on my waffle. I took some more sips of coffee before thinking about the bet. I cannot wait to lead her on and convince her I'm not a fuckboy I mean what can I say,once a fucker always a fucker. I don't wanna settle down until I'm like 20-21 not 18 years old. "It looks like a date"

"What do you mean a date?" I asked now leaning over the table to see the paper. She had separated the number into 3 so it now looked like 16/09/15. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I read over the number,or date,or whatever it is.

"Well look it's the best shot you've got. Now what were you doing on the 16th of August 4 months ago?" The girl spoke which got me thinking,what was I doing that day?

"I'm not sure but what's your name?" I asked since she has helped me the least she could do is tell me her name.

"Alesha,your Ashton" she smiled before typing my name up on Facebook,which I haven't used since last September. She scrolled down a little before a smile crept up on her face.

"What is it?" I asked quickly wondering where I was or what I was doing on the date. She shook her head funnily before looking up at me.

"A warehouse....." That's when it hit me.

The slaughter house.

So howdy :-) I hope you enjoy this <3

I bet your mad at me xD

IM SORRY OKAY.

ANYWHO I enjoyed Belgium :))))

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