2 more weeks till the new album is out
I dialed Ashton's number on my phone. As much as I didn't want to worry him, the fans were getting out of control. they found my fan account and started commenting some seriously offensive accusations. it honestly shocks me that they think that they have the right to write all these terrible things. It has gotten so bad that I have to disable comments on my posts. I also get very nasty dm's every day. I'm definitely going to have to take down my fan account. The thought of doing that pains me, but there really isn't any other choice.
( M; me A; Ashton)
M: Heyyy...
A: Hey, is something going on? you seem upset...
M: I hate to put so much stress on you but (deep breath) the hate has gotten worse. Dm's, comments, death threats, an angry fan ambushed me in the supermarket! They don't even know me! and yet they think that they have the right to criticise me, mock me, and ambush me! Ashton, please help me, what am I supposed to do?
A: Why didn't you tell me sooner? I can't have you suffering from this... I'll talk to my manager right now. I think that you should take down your fan account, that way you'll get less hate. (A/N I didn't mean for that to sound mean...) Anything else happened?
M: Well, I've been getting dirty looks from strangers, and my internet friends left me...
A: Just think, in 2 more weeks, the hate will be gone. I'll tell everyone not to mess with you. Real fans and friends support bands, and supporting me will mean supporting you.
M: 2 more weeks...
A: In the meanwhile, watch a series! Listen to good music! Call some REAL friends that have your back no matter what.
M: You're right... Also, for the music, can you send me a playlist? I like FOB, P!ATD, MCR, ALT, and especially 5SOS.
A: I'll send it right now.
M: Sounds good.
A: Bye
M: Bye
I ripped out a sheet of paper from my notebook, grabbed a pen from my desk, and started writing out a schedule for the next 2 weeks. Binge watching Stranger Things, 13 Reasons Why, and Fuller House this week, Next week, I'm binge watching How To Get Away With Murder and The Fosters. That should keep me busy. I logged on to Netflix and started watching. 5 minutes through the first episode of Stranger Things, Ashton sent me a playlist with my favorite bands, and it's fair to say that the playlist had a LOT of 5SOS songs in it. There was one 1D song, and I lowkey dislike 1D. I'll listen to that playlist when I work out at the gym tomorrow. I went back to watching Stranger Things. After 8 hours of watching the series, I was finished with the first season. As soon as I finished watching the episodes, Ashton texted me:
A: Hey, how are you
it's nice to have someone who is genuinely concerned about me.
M: I'm good. You?
A: Besides the fact that Michael just showed me Calum's nudes, I'm fine.
M: They're not that bad.
A: What the duck, Ashley?
M: I'm allowed to have a ducking opinion, ok?
A: Duck you.
M: Duck the world.
A: I have to go, see ya
M: Byeee
A: Byeeee
M: WAIT
A: WHAT
M: WHAT IF YOU COME TO MY HOUSE?
A: THAT WAY NO-ONE WILL SEE US! BRILLIANT PLAN!
M: COME TOMORROW, 9 AM SHARP.
A: OK, CAN'T WAIT.
M: BYE
A: BYE ASHLEY
I went to sleep with a smile on my face, forgetting my worries, blissfully ignoring my troubles.
I woke up at 8:45 AM
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15 minutes to get ready
Panicking but not at any disco
I quickly went through my daily morning routine, and that left me 5 minutes to do makeup. I was about to start applying concealer (A/N idk anything about makeup lol be patient with me) but I put it down. Ashton has seen me at my worst, he won't judge me without my makeup on. I took a final look in the mirror and saw a bit of jam on face. I quickly wiped it away, just in time, because I heard someone ring the doorbell. I opened the door to see a smiling Ashton looking at me, waiting for me to say something. I checked my watch; 9:05. "What is this, Irwin? 5 minutes late..." He didn't miss a beat. "I gave you the extra 5 minutes in case you needed them. I know that you value your repose greatly." "Said the guy who thought that tadpoles were baby turtles!" I exclaimed. He rolled his eyes sassily. I finally let him in to my embarrassingly messy apartment. He didn't seem to mind at all. He sat down on my couch, and asked me about my week, to which I replied with: "A week with only being outside of my apartment once to go to the supermarket and getting ambushed there? A week were I kept on getting hate comments and dm's? A week were I couldn't see my boyfriend? Yeah it's been great."
"Shut up" He said then giggled
"It's the truth" I said then sighed
"I know it sucks...only 2 more weeks, though!!"
"2 more weeks"
"What do you want to do right now?" I said, glancing at my apartment
"I want to watch the second season of Stranger Things." He replied.
"Perfect, let's go."
A/N
Well I hope you enjoyed that.
I hope everything works out for them
Byeee
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Fanfictionin which a girl thought that she was going to have to live the rest of her life as another face in a sea of fans.
