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Amelia

today was the day I was going to meet Ashton Irwin.

I shouldn't be as nervous as I am. I've known Ashton for years, even though he's only known me for a few months.

I just can't help the feeling that he isn't what social media makes him out to be. What if he's not the kind, caring guy I've seen from interviews and posts? What if he's not the guy he painted himself to be these past four and a half months?

I took a deep breath, running my hands through my hair. It was only ten. I shouldn't be stressing about this already.

I made my way into my kitchen, getting myself some breakfast and sitting at the table. I scrolled through instagram aimlessly, and then I got a text.

michael:
mia

michael:
I am in your city

michael:
and guess who's with me😏

mia:
shut up

mia:
i'm already more nervous than I should be

michael:
probably not as nervous as ash is

mia:
no dude you don't understand I'm like shaking

michael:

michael:
he's talking about you

mia:
who's leg is he holding tf

michael:
IT DOESN'T MATTER MIA I JUST TOLD U HE WAS TALKING ABOUT U THE LEG IS THE LEAST OF YOUR WORRIES

mia:
what's he saying??

michael:
"oh my gosh mia is so beautiful I have so much amazing stuff planned for us today and I know I haven't known her for the longest time but she's just so wow. like you know?"

mia:
ugh he's too cute omgggggggg

michael:
ew stop love is yucky

mia:
its not love michael so ew yourself

michael:
that doesn't even make sense

michael:
but he's probably coming soon (he wants to surprise you) so you better get ready

mia:
wHAT

mia:
dude

mia:
how long until he's coming it's urgent