Ashton Irwin Imagine(:

roughly based off of All About Us by He is We. Here is a video if you care to listen to it.

 

Ashton was always one that loved to dance, just at random times, no matter where we were, if he felt like it, he would grab me and start dancing.

 

I remember the first time Ashton ever danced with me, we were making ourselves dinner in my flat, dancing along to my IPod playing in the background. A relatively slow song came on and he pulled me from the vegetables I was chopping, pulled me into his chest, and just began to sway to the music in the background. I had never felt more loved than I did at that moment. The rest of the world was irrelevant as long as I was in his arms. He made everything else seem like a blur, all that mattered was us.

 

That was only one of many impromptu dance sessions. Whenever the feeling hit, he would grab me, and dance, whether there be music or none.

 

It was a cool fall night, and we had just finished eating dinner at a far too expensive restaurant that Ashton had insisted on taking me to. Nevertheless, I enjoyed our little date night. We were walking back to his flat when he pulled me into a large, open park. He ran to a clear spot, pulling me with him, then proceeded to stand still and just gaze up at the stars. It was a clear night and the sky looked spectacular. He pulled me into his chest, and started dancing to a non-existent beat. I didn’t mind it, dancing was our way to escape the world for a little while. Dancing was our way of showing our love for each other. So we stood there, swaying to our own beat, looking into each others eyes, not caring about any of our surroundings.

 

Dancing was a big deal to us, it not only showed our love for each other, it also calmed us both down when things got out of hand.

 

It had been a week since I had properly spoken to Ashton, he would text me good morning occasionally, but when I would reply I would be greeted with nothing in return. I knew tour was busy, but could it really be that busy? Not even a simple reply to tell me he was doing well, or that he was too busy to speak at the moment? No, I was left with nothing but broken hopes of a reply. To say I wasn’t angry would be a lie, but I was more disappointed than anything, I thought I was important enough to reply to, apparently not. I was enjoying a quiet night in at my flat, eating ice cream and trying not to think too hard into the whole Ashton thing. I was watching a movie when I heard a faint knock on my door. I slowly got up and answered the door, curious as to who would show up to see me at this hour. To my surprise, I was met with the eyes I could never forget. I stood there speechless, too shocked to speak. He just looked at me expectantly. When I finally reached the courage to speak, all I could get out was a simple “Why?” He looked at me with a confused look on his face, expecting me to be joyous about his surprise homecoming.  Instead he was met with a confused girl, one who was sad and a little hostile towards him.

“What babe? I thought you would enjoy me coming home, I wanted to surprise you. I know I technically have 3 weeks left on tour, but I just couldn’t wait to see you.”

“Oh really, Ash? If you were so excited to see me, why couldn’t you take time to answer my texts? A simple, ‘ I can’t talk right now babe’ would have been appreciated, instead of nothing. I have been worried to death this past week, hoping that something bad hadn’t happened to you. Luckily twitter informed me that you were, in fact, alive, and that you were performing all week. I understand tour life is crazy, but just a simple ‘Hi, I’m doing great’ would be great.” I replied angrily.

“Babe, calm down.”

“Calm down? Ash I was left by myself for a week, with no form of contact to my boyfriend, I’m a little angry right now.”

“Gah come here,” he called, pulling me tightly into his chest. He started swaying to the non existent music. In that moment, I felt complete again, I let myself relax into his arms, forgetting the argument for a moment.

“Babe, I got a new phone last week, that might be why you haven’t been getting my calls and texts,” he stated quietly. I had forgotten that I was unable to receive messages and calls from unknown numbers, Ashton insisted on my phone being this way, incase any fans somehow got our numbers. I now knew that no one was really in the wrong, it was just a misunderstanding, I had blown out of proportion.

 

We stood there slowly swaying to the music in our own heads, not caring about anything else.

 

You could say dancing to our own beat was a big part of our relationship, because it was. Now we would have forever to dance, because we were getting married. Yes, He finally proposed after 4 years of dating. It was perfect really, the way he asked me, He relived our first date, took me to the park we danced in what seems like so long ago, and asked me to marry him. Of course I accepted, and he hugged and kissed me so excitedly, and again, we danced, not caring about the weather or the time of night it was, just caring about our love.

 

Well, today was the day. The day I finally married him. The day we started our lives together, our wedding day. The ceremony went smoothly, much thanks to our mothers’ planning.  All of our family and dearest friends were there, including Luke, Mikey, and Cal. I was so ecstatic to see that the boys agreed to be Ashton’s groomsmen, I knew Ash wouldn’t want anyone other than his 3 best friends to hold that honor. Ashton’s brother, Harry,  now 16, was his best man. All that was left was our reception. After a few pictures, Ash and I walked hand in hand straight to the reception hall. Our first stop as a married couple, was the dance floor. All About Us, by He is We began playing softly in the background, and we danced, just like we had many times before. The outside world was still irrelevant to both of us, all that matter was us in that moment. We didn’t notice the stares, all we saw was each other and our love for each other. We knew from that moment on that married life would be tough, but with each other, we would make it through. We had each other, and it was truly all about us.

a/n Hi everyone! Thanks so much for reading this! This is my first submission to wattpad so let me know what you think please! I have a tumblr if any of you care to follow me its http://lukes-taco.tumblr.com/ (: