Ashton Irwin Imagines

DDM - Self-Defence

Bonus bc I wanted to

This has non-consensual ass-grabbing in it. Just a heads up

Ashton:  
It happened at your locker. You were trading out your textbooks like you did every day after lunch when one of the creepier guys in your grade walked up behind you without you even knowing.

While you were obliviously reaching up to shove your math textbook on the shelf, he was reaching under your skirt and grabbing a handful of your ass.

You let out a gasp and nearly dropped the textbook. It was a surprise on multiple levels. Not only had you not known anyone was close to you, you were not at all prepared for it to happen and you automatically pressed yourself forward to try and get away.

His hand moved with you and you had to swat it away with your arm. You were fuming when you turned around, thinking for a moment that it was your boyfriend Mark until you saw the unfamiliar face of the kid that you knew you had French with but had never spoken to. You should've known, of course Calum would've taught his son better than grabbing his girlfriend's ass in the middle of a hallway without asking her first.

But since it wasn't him, you were left without a response. He was looking down at you smugly as you gaped at him.

"Did you just grab my ass?" Was all you were able to force out.

He nodded, "Hell yes, and I'd do it again." Even his voice made you wince back. You couldn't tell if it was the tone that sounded like he thought he was sexy, or just the fact he sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

He actually had the nerve to lift his hand like he was going to go for it again. That's when you snapped.

You lifted your hands to press down on his shoulders at the same time your knee came up hard into his crotch.

He let out a pained scream as he fell to his knees down in front of you.

"You bitch," he panted. One of his hands came down and protectively cupped his manhood, like it would do him any good now.

You didn't appreciate that little comment. One of your hands found itself in his hair as you tugged back to force him to look you in the eyes.

"You're the pathetic one here don't forget it. I don't ever want to see you do that to anyone else. Or else it won't just be me you have to deal with," you growled, getting really close to his face.

By now a small crowd had formed, watching and videoing the interaction.

As you pulled back and glared down at the boy with narrowed eyes, Mark walked by. He actually did a double take before running over to you.

"What's going on babe?" He looked bewilderedly down at the boy on his knees in front of you. The dude looked close to crying. He must have really pissed you off.

"He was just about to apologize to me. Isn't that right?" You hinted with a raised eyebrow.

He gulped and spoke to you while Mark listened, "I'm sorry Y/N."

"For?" You prompted.

"For grabbing you," he spoke quietly like he was suddenly ashamed.

"And where did you grab me?" You asked, yanking his head further back. You wanted to hear him say it. To acknowledge what he'd done.

"Your ass," he blubbered, now only seconds away from full on crying.

"hE DID WHAT?" Now it was your scary football-playing boyfriend that looked pissed.

You had to actually let go of the kid that assaulted you to pull your boyfriend back and keep him from starting another fight that couldn't be ruled as self-defense.

"Don't," you warned him, "he's not worth it. He's stupid and he just assaulted me but I'm just going to tell the administration, Lord knows enough cameras have him admitting it on video," you sighed and rolled your eyes.

Mark didn't look like he felt much better, "I wanna smash his face in."

"Me too," you agreed.

"Your Dad is going to smash his face in, and mine'll help," he added loud enough for the other boy to hear.

You looked over and saw him visibly gulp before standing on wobbly legs and trying to run. But by now some of your other friends, including Michael's twin boys Caleb and Carson who were also on the football team and Luke's daughter Sophia who was your best friend and also really good at karate. They did you the favor of detaining him while Mark pulled you into his chest.

"I'm so sorry he did that to you," he hummed into your hair, "it's wrong and invasive. Nobody deserves it."

You sighed and melted into his touch, "thank you, and I know. It feels a little better since I know that our parents will make sure he gets in trouble."

Mark chuckled as he let go, and intertwined your fingers, "I wouldn't want to be on Ashton's bad side, especially not over assaulting his only child."

You winced and shook your head as you began to head toward the office, "it's not gonna be pretty, that's for sure."

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