Love Will Remember | Ashton Irwin [[ON HOLD]]

Chapter 1

Eight years had passed and believe it or not, Ashton and I were still the best of friends, growing closer and closer throughout the years. I couldn’t believe it myself. We’d made it through the awkward stages of puberty, gotten through most of high school and survived, working on Year 11 together, all whilst sticking by each other’s side.

 I remember the day we met, I think about it all the time. He’s the only friend I’ve ever had.

“I don’t want to move, Mummy.” I whined to my mum for the hundredth time in my tiny seven year old voice.

“I’m sorry, honey but we have to. We can’t afford this house anymore.” She said sadly, kneeling down to my level and brushing back the baby hairs framing my face.

“Okay.” I sighed, defeated again; I hoped one last beg would do me some good.

We packed up the car with some last minute boxes and loaded ourselves in. We made our way to the new house about thirty minutes away from our old one.

“Oh look! Some kids are already playing in the street! They look about your age, you can make some friends here.” Mum chirped when we pulled up to the new house. I never had any friends at my old school, nor did I make friends with the neighbors.

I was a bit… different than most seven year old girls. Our neighbors’ daughter liked to have tea parties with her dolls and stuffed animals and I wanted to go outside and play football, so when she and I had a playdate, I poured the plastic teapot full of water on her when she called me a boy and I left. I got in trouble, obviously, but I’d say it was worth it. She probably turned out to be a pretentious bitch anyways.

“I don’t want to make friends, Mummy.” I glared up at her when we got out of the car and she was smiling at the children in the street.

“I know you don’t like to make friends, sweetie, but you have to.” She sighed and I huffed. “Now, why don’t you go say hi to our neighbors whilst we unload the car?” She grinned, poking my nose before joining my dad in taking the boxes out of the car and carrying them in the new house.

I sighed and trudged over to the two boys kicking a football back and forth.

“Mind if I join?” I shrugged with my hands shoved in my pockets. One of the boys smiled kindly at me with a nod and when the other one kind of grimaced at me, I knew the one with dirty blonde hair was the one I’d call my friend.

“Yeah, come on! I’m Ashton.” He held out the hand that wasn’t holding the ball to his side and I shook it awkwardly. I’d never met a child so polite that they’d shake my hand.

“This is Darren.” Ashton gestured to the boy looking at me as if I was a hideous creature.

“Um, hi. I’m Sabrina. I’m moving in a few houses down.” I point my thumb over my shoulder to my new house.

“Cool! Finally some more kids around here.” He laughed and I did as well, genuinely. He had a funny laugh.

“Ashton, I think my mum’s calling me home. I’ll see you later.” Darren said to Ashton, not even looking at me before hurrying off.

“He seems like a jerk.” I chuckled, taking the ball from Ashton’s arm and replacing Darren’s spot across from Ashton.

“He is, but he’s the only other kid my age around here.” Ashton laughed as I kicked the ball to him.

“Well, now I’m here.” I joked.

“Yeah, and now I can finally get away from him.” He smiled. We went on kicking the ball until his mum called him to give him a sandwich to eat for lunch. We sat by the tree in his front yard, side by side, and out of breath. He split the ham and cheese sandwich in half, offering me the other half.