Dear Ashton,
When I arrived in school today, I wasn't expecting to see a beautiful girl around 5'5" with dark skin and raven hair that fell in waves around her shoulders to approach you nervously with her cheeks the same color as cherries. I watched as you two spoke in hushed voices, before the both of you stopped talking completely for a few moments with your hazel-green eyes as wide as saucers and her cheeks looked even more flushed than before. I knew exactly what just went down, I wasn't a genius but I could read the atmosphere and I could analyze what exactly what happening. And I knew exactly what was to come.
I saw the way she turned away with tears pooling in her dark eyes, her previously bright eyes reflecting how she truly felt inside as her fragile heart shattered into a million pieces. I saw the way she ran away from you as fast as she could, apologies spilling out of her lips as she dashed off towards the school entrance.
I remembered breathing out sharply, a heavy feeling settling in my chest as the realization finally dawned on me after experiencing that spectacle.
Someone else loves you. Someone who isn't me.
YOU ARE READING
SHE'S NOT ME ( ASHTON IRWIN )
Fanfictionin which a lovestruck teen writes letters to a boy who is in love with someone else ( cover template by @estreIIas ) jess © 2016
