5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

You Get Hate-Ashton

I couldn't take it anymore. The hate I was getting from my boyfriends fans was enormous. Ashton's fans were great to him but they wanted me out of the picture. Whether it was me just breaking up with him or me actually dying. I got some many death threats everyday. Ashton didn't know of course. I couldn't tell him that the same fans who had helped him out of self harm were actually putting me down that same path.
I had self harmed last night. I was seeing Ashton today and had to find a way to cover my wrists. I just simply put a jumper on as we were having a movie day.

Ash was tickling me. I was lying on the ground and he was on top of me. I was shrieking with glee. I completely forgot about the fresh scars in my wrist.

"Ash! Stop!" I giggled.

"Never!"

My baggy jumper sleeves slipped down my a?ms as I though my hands up in happiness.

Ashton took hold of my wrists quite firmly. I hissed in pain.

"Y/N what's this?" he was still sitting on top of me.

I sighed.

"When did this happen?" Ashton pushed.

"Yesterday," I muttered.

"Why?"

"The hate from the fans is getting too much Ash."

"What hate?"

"They tell me to kill myself because I don't deserve you. And I'm starting to believe them. I mean why would you want to be with me when you could have so many other girls that are so much better."

"You think I would want anyone else? You think I would want anyone but you? Y/N you are the best thing that's happened to me I would still be a mess if it wasn't for you. You have helped me through so much and I owe everything to you. And I'm going to help you through whatever you're going through. Because you're my girlfriend and I love you to the end of the world."

Tears slid down my face.

"I care for you enormously and I hate seeing you hurt. Please come to me next time you feel like doing this and I'll help you find an alternate way to cope with it."

"I love you so much Ashton."

"And I love you even more."