Kiss Me Imagines ✔

A Better Place - Ashton Irwin

You stroll into Ashton's flat, feeling happy. Your day had gone from good to better so you were in an awesome mood.

"Ash?" You call into the flat, dropping your keys and purse onto the counter in the kitchen. 

"Ashton?" No response. Usually Ash was home before you, his day at the studio ends at about 6 and it was 8pm now. You walk into the living room and gasp. The room is completely trashed. The glass coffee table is smashed on the carpet, the TV screen is shattered and Ashton is lying in the broken glass, blood oozing from his crooked body. You run forward and cradle his head.

"Ash baby, can you hear me?" You feel the tears start as you see the knife wound in his chest.

"Ashhh?!?! Talk to me!!" You scream rocking back and forth. His body is cold and lifeless. 

"Ashton you cannot do this to me! Don't leave me here alone!" Hysteria overtakes you and you scream, huge sobs wracking your body. You hug Ash's body, still rocking and sobbing onto his blood stained shirt. He was gone. And you couldn't believe that.

*1 year later*

"Mama?" You hear Olivia's voice and turn, her little arms are outstretched for a hug and you bend down. 

"Yes baby?" She mumbles something incomprehensible and rubs her eyes with her chubby fists. 

"What did you say sweetie?" You carry her to the sofa and sit her on your knee. 

"Pwease can you tell me about daggy again?" You looks up at you with those unmistakable eyes that Ashton had. Grey mixed with brown, not unique but gorgeous. 

You start to tell Olivia all of the stories about her daddy, how he tried to play it cool when you first met him and how he made an idiot of himself trying to seduce you. How he wrote over 50 songs for you and his band mates made him propose to you. When he danced with you at your wedding, they way your bodies fitted perfectly together and he'd told you he'd never, ever let you go. You smile at all the beautiful memories you'd had together but you suddenly feel sad at how they were cut short. The man who killed Ashton had been convicted of murder and was sentenced to 20 years in prison for manslaughter and robbery. The polioce said Ash had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. It still didn't stop the pain. The empty bed at night, the deep ache that made you feel like someone had ripped your insides out and danced on them. You'd cried nearly everyday for him, thinking it was some sort of nightmare and taht you'd wake up, safe in his arms.

"Mummy?" Olivia looks up at you, through her thick mass of brown curls. She so resembled Ashton in every way. The way she laughed, her sass when she didn't get her way. Her affection for you. You smile down at her through your tears and kiss her forehead.

"Where is daddy now?" She asks, gently tracing your tears with her tiny fingers and you hug her close.

"Somewhere better baby, somewhere better."