ashton

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my heart began to pound against my chest once i stopped my car, i felt sick.
i didn't know why the fuck i was doing this.

you're such a goddamn idiot, ashton. go home.

i shook my head at my thoughts and pulled the keys out of the ignition and opened my door, slowly getting out of the car. i shut the door quietly before i let out a huff, turning my body to face his house. my eyes darting up to his window.

his lamp was off.

i felt a few tears fall from my eyes, my hand quickly met my face to wipe them. i stood in the driveway for what seemed like an hour but in reality was only a few seconds before i walked up to his door.

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