anywhere with you // a.i

c h a p t e r - o n e

e m m a

It's Sunday morning, ten o'clock AM. I look in the mirror, sighing at what I see in the reflection. My pale, almost translucent skin might as well reflect the dim lighting in the bathroom and blind me. I focus on my eyes. Hazel green, but weighed down by dark, heavy bags underneath them. Have I always looked so...dead? My lips, chapped and ripped from biting the bottom lip too hard. My long auburn hair falls in waves over my shoulders. My hair is the only acceptable aspect of the image in front of me. Scoffing, I walk over to my closet.

I hum quietly and pick out a pair of high-waisted skinny jeans, hopping around my room like a massive dork, trying to pull them over my butt. I throw on an Evil Dead tee and tuck it into the waistband of my jeans. After shrugging on a maroon colored cardigan, I slip on my vans, grab my laptop and phone, and head out to my car.

I pull up to my favorite spot in this small town, Glenn's Coffee and Antique Shop. The employees know me and wave to me.

"Hey Emma! How are you on this fine Sunday morning?"

"I'm doing great Mavis, how are you? And the kids?" I smiled and set my laptop on the table while Mavis poured black coffee into a mug for me.

"Well, to be honest dear, everything is nuts! Completely bonkers! Two kids sick, one kid won't stop crying, and the other is breaking all my good plates! Can ya believe it hun?!" Mavis spoke in one breath, leaving her gasping by the end of her spiel.

"That does sound like a whole lot of craziness, Mave! I hope it all gets sorted soon." I smile up at her.

"Oh boy, who are you tellin'?!" She shakes her head and walks away to fill Mr. James' coffee cup.

I giggle and open my laptop. Plugging my headphones in and slipping them into my ears, I turn on my favorite true crime podcast. I listen to the angelic voice of Parker Daniels, as if he's speaking to me directly, for a few minutes before I snap out of my daydream and open up Microsoft Word. I begin to continue the sixth chapter of my novel when I'm interrupted by a notification on my phone.

I glance down and suddenly see 50+ twitter notifications. Unlocking my phone, I'm surprised to see that my tweet to my favorite band member, and celebrity crush, Ashton Irwin, has been favorited over 3,000 times! Wait- What?! I scroll down through the mentions and comments people have made, and one catches my eye immediately.

Ashton Irwin

"QT: @EmJayxoxo: @Ashton5SOS The long curly hair was adorable, but looking at your new haircut, I think I died. About 78,094 times. So yeah, thanks a bunch." I only do it to please you ;)x.

Wait- What?!?!?! Ashton Fletcher Irwin, my love for 5 whole years, just noticed me on twitter. Can I die? Yes I can. But not before I tweet him back.

Emma Jane Evanston

@EmJayxoxo: @Ashton5SOS yeah, yeah. I bet you say that to every girl, huh?

I bite my lip, knowing that he probably won't respond and I'll just get lost in his notifications like every other fan.

A few minutes later my phone buzzed.

"Ashton Irwin liked your tweet!"

I smiled and waited for a response, but he didn't mention me.

Just as I was kicking myself for letting my hopes get too high, there was another buzz.

Direct Message from Ashton Irwin:

"I don't."

Ashton Irwin just slid into my DM's. Huh? Gasping for sweet, sweet oxygen, I replied back:

"What?"

Direct Message from Ashton Irwin:

"I don't. Say that to every girl. Just you."

Wait.

What?!!

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A/N: Ooooh boy. So hi! I'm Shannon, preferably Shan. I'm so excited for this story! As you can probably tell, it's going to drag in the beginning, but it will pick up! Please comment and vote to motivate me to keep writing since naturally I am a lazy piece of crap!!

PLEEEEASE DON'T BE A SILENT READER..COMMENT!!!

Love ya bunches

Shan