What if there was a temporary bar on your wrist, counting down every year, month, day, hour, minute, second until you meet your soulmate.
Follow Ashton, a small, anxious boy, on his journey before and after meeting his soulmate.
We start at one week.
"You know why, Mikey. I-I overworked myself last night. I'm scared he won't like me because of my anxiety. I mean, who would want to be around an ugly kid that has anxiety attacks at least once a week!" I yell.
Michael frowns, thinking for a second, then speaks up again.
"Ashton, first of all, you are anything but ugly. If this Soulmate thing didn't exist, I would totally date you if you weren't my best friend. And second of all, there are people who do want to be around you, anxiety and all. You have me, your mum, my mum, and soon you're gonna have Luke and his whole family. Ashton, I 100% guaruntee that he is going to love you. Please Ash, just trust me." I sigh, looking at Michael's pleading face.
"Okay, I trust you, but only because you're my best friend." Michael grins, pulling me into a hug.
"Thank you Ash, I promise you that I'll be right."
A/N:
damn it this was another short ass chapter
whatever that was a triple update
i'm really tempted to do a quadruple update but then that'll lead to me updating all the way to one day and then the story will be updated too fast so i'm just gonna stop now
hope you like it (it's been one year of hope you like it i'm screaming)
peace , hugs , and hippy love
-julia xx
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