"I have written yu down now you will live forever; and all the world will read you and you will live forever. In eyes not yet created, on tongues that are not born. I have written you down now you will live forever." -Poet (Bastille)
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Ashton didn't know what to do. It was the middle of rush-hour in their little bakery and he'd just spotted the boy with bright eyes.
"J-just a minute ma'am." He told the little woman. She gave a rude huff and crossed her arms.
What am I even doing? I can just go after him, Ashton wondered to himself. Maria gave him a sharp look and Ashton sighes, quickly going back to his work. He needs to rid his mind of the boy with bright blue eyes.
"What kind of establishment are you running here? I'm going to be late for bridge." The woman rambled on, shaking her head at Ashton.
He looks outside one more to see his boy (okay not his, his, but like, his?) disappear around the corned. He sighs in defeat-his flowers seeming to droop with her from where they're placed on his head.
"I'm very sorry ma'am, I don't know where my head is today. What'll it be for you?" She gave him a sympathetic look and gave him her order. Ashton turned and quickly placed the scones and assorted small deserts. When he turned back around, box in hand, the woman was gazing curiously at his opened notebook.
"Um, here you go?" It sounded like a question and Ashton cursed himself.
Stop being so awkward you want to be a writer one day, might as well let the woman read it.
"This is wonderful! Did you write this?" she glanced back up at him and he's speechless and all he can do is nod in return.
"You've got some talent in that brain of yours. Put it to good use."
"Thank you so much. Here's your desserts." Ashton is positive that his hands are shaking because holy hell someone likes his writing. An actual person. Not Maria or Michael or his mother. A stranger.
The woman smiles and pays before she's gone.
Ashton smiles extra bright for the rest of the day.
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Wey hey. So yeah guys. This is my story so far. Luke and Ash won't officially meet until a few more chapters. These are just fillers so you can get to know them in this story.
Luke is punk with tattoos and piercings.
Ashton is cute and giggly with flowers in his hair.
Okay I just needed to get that out bc excited.
Tell me how I'm doing?
I have no idea if this is even a good idea.
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Hazel Eyes | Lashton
Fanfiction"Love will always be a stronger bond then blood, Ashton."