The Demon and Me: A Travis X Reader Fanfic

To the Past!!!

WARNING: Just like one of the parts I did before this, there will be some stuff that may make you uncomfortable. Reader discretion advised.

This is my intro :P:
I'm currently sitting outside, locked out of my own house. The only unlocked door has a gigantic flying bug the size of a bird, on the door. My sister isn't hearing me knock on the door, my garage code isn't working, a storm is coming, and my other sister's iPad isn't working so she isn't getting my calls. My dad won't be back until later, so here I am, sitting on my lanai, hugging a pillow and writing this. I think that the big big is going to kill me. Kansas scares me. I'm just seeing how it is in Summer. It's hot and humid and scary. There's big bugs everywhere, and frogs. I miss dry, cold, mile high, Colorado.

Okay, now on with the story!

Note: This part will be about your previous relationship with Ashton. It takes place in the past.
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The day that you met Ashton...
Your POV:
I turned the corner out of the ice cream place, with my ice cream in my hand.

As soon as I turned the corner, however, the ice cream was no longer in my hands, and it was on the ground. I had run into someone. Now I was on the ground, with my ice cream.

"Oh my Irene, I'm so sorry!" A voice said. I looked up to see a young man with blue eyes and dark brown hair.

I frowned. "It's fine," I mumbled.

The man grabbed a bunch of napkins and helped me clean up the ice cream.

"Thanks," I whispered.

"Hey, can I buy you some new ice cream? It's the least I can do," the man said. He flashed his perfect teeth at me, smiling.

"Yeah, thanks," I said.

The man reached out his hand for me to grab. I gladly took it, and he helped me up.

"Ashton."

"What?" I asked.

"The name's Ashton, Ashton Gray, and I'm really sorry about running into you," he said.

"It's fine."

"What's your name?"

"It's Y/N."

"That's a lovely name," he said, smiling. He took out his wallet and handed me a ten dollar bill.

"Thanks. I'm pretty sure that ice cream doesn't cost this much though," I said.

"Keep the change," he said.

I smiled. "Well, it was nice meeting you," I said. I turned to walk away.

"Wait!" I turned around. "Can I give you my phone number?" He asked.

I was internally screaming. He was really nice.

I let him type his phone number into my phone, and walked off with a wide grin on my face.

Little did I know Ashton wasn't really the nice and charming gentleman that he seemed to be. After time went by, his true colors started to show. We began to date. He was always so kind to me when we went on dates. However, in private, he was an entirely different person.