One Shots

Imagine #3 || 5sos~ ashton

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Your POV

My life has always been filled with struggles, that is until about a year ago when i started dating Ashton Irwin. Dating Ashton wasn't always easy though because some of the 'fans' would send me hate, but i knew that whatever they said didn't matter- at least i tried to think that. Even though Ashton would constantly tell me that the 'fans' opinion didn't matter it still would bug me. One thing Ashton, or really anyone, didn't know about me was that i suffered from an anxiety disorder, I had never told anyone because i didn't want to be seen as 'that weird chick' again.

"y/n, you coming?" Ashton asked as they were all heading out the door for their first concert as apart or their mini tour thing in London.

"Y-yeah" i stuttered already knowing that there was a panic attack waiting to happen. I quickly walk to catch up the Ashton to get on the bus.

The bus ride to the show was pretty uneventful. Michael, Calum, and Luke were all in the back of the bus probably playing video games. As Ashton and I were sitting at one of the tables cuddling and talking.

"Let's prank the boys" Ashton talked low, I don't know why it's not like they could hear over all their screaming in the back of the bus.

"Alright, first off I don't think they can hear you over all their screaming. Second with what?" I laughed as I watched Ashton get up and scurry around to find something.

"Well we have an air-horn and a confetti gun" He said proudly as he walked back over to me.

"You're a dork" I laughed as he pouted.

"A cute dork, right?" He asked still pouting.

"Ehh, define cute.." I teased, trying to keep a straight face.

"Meanie" he pouted once again.

"I'm kidding, you actually owe me a new cute scale because you broke it" I smirked leaning into his lips, while shivers were sent down my spine.

"And I'm the dork" He laughed with his forehead pressed against mine. His laugh is precious, like a basket full if kittens and puppies, I feel like no matter what mood you're in his laugh can make you smile.

"Yes you are" I playfully stuck my tongue out at him "now I call the air-horn"

"Fine, then you get to had the camera" he stuck his tongue out at me now. He thought that making me film would make me mad but I liked it better because I didn't really have to show my face.

As I was lost in my thoughts he was waiting for keek to load "hey guys me and y/n-"

"-y/n and i" I murmured, he, along with everyone else, knew that I hated when people used bad grammar. He'd always laugh because I'd always correct people under my breath, not really loud but just low enough that only I knew.

"Whatever," He looked at me and let out a low chuckle "we're going to scare the boys" he laughed as he handed his phone to me and we walk to the back of the bus, as soon as we got in the little room thing we set off our weapons.

"The fuck?!" Michael screamed "I was just about to win!"

"Geez!" Luke and Calum yelled as Ashton and I laughed.

"You guys are such dorks" Michael laughed.

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The bus stopped and it was time to get off, the time that I always dread. It's not that I didn't like the fans, it was because I didn't like crowds. To be honest crowds scared me half to death, I'd clearly never tell Ashton that because he'd always look so happy when I'd go to meet and greets and such with him. I kept my suffering to myself and when we were ready to walk out I'd squeeze onto his hand like I'd crumple down without him. Not entirely false, if I had to walk through a crowd without him I probably would crumple down physically, when I walk through crowds with him I'm more breaking mentally.