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Comparisons - Ashton Irwin

I know I know that I said that this would be the last one but I decided it wouldn't be! I still have a few stacked up that I want to post! And 5K reads.... thats.. wow! Love you guys x

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When you guys first started dating, everyone, including the boys, was comparing you to Jasmine. No matter what you did, everyone would say, ‘Would Jasmine do that?’ ‘Did Jasmine wear, do, or say that?’ ‘Jasmine did her hair like that.’ As much as you tried to make it seem like it didn’t matter, to you, it hurt that everyone felt the need to compare you to her. Finally one day, you just broke down in tears. If this was the first two months of the relationship, why should you keep trying? You tried to get a grip, any grip whatsoever, but with Ashton out at the studio and your sisters gone, you just felt heartbroken.

You decided that you should just leave, and let Jasmine find her way back to Asthon. You packed your stuff, quietly sobbing. All the contents of your side of the closet were in your bags, and you tried to get out as fast as possible. You called a cab, and rushed out of the flat, right as the boys, laughing and joking came around the corner, dropping Ashton off before they went out clubbing. You froze, trying to make them not see you, and loaded the last bag into the cab.

Too late.

"YN?!" Ashton called from the open window of Harry’s car. Pretending not to hear, you went to the driver and gave him directions to your bff’s house. “YN!!" You didn’t turn, and let the tears fall swiftly down your cheeks. You heard the car door slam, and then told the driver to go. You went to Niall's. You were watching the movie Think like a Man with Calum, Mikey and Niall. Your head was on Niall’s lap and Calumwas flopped on Michael's. Then Harry and Liam come in and clear the room and Ashton jumped over on your right  “ YN What the hell are you doing?" "I… I don’t know. I don’t know anymore Ashton." You tried shaking him off, but he kept a firm yet gentle grip on you.

"Talk to me, YN. Talk to me so we can get through this."

"That’s it Ashton! You don’t go through this, I do! I get the hate, I get the comparisons, I get the low blows, not you! It’s not… I can’t Ashton. Okay? I just can’t. I’m sorry."

"No. No, YN, it’s not fair. it’s not right and I understand that. I’m sorry; I should have told you this before, I should have been there more. But we have to get through this together babe. I don’t want you to think that this is what everyone thinks of you. Because they don’t matter." He dropped your arm and wrapped you into a hug. “What matters is us. What we have that no one else can break."

You started sobbing even harder at the truth in his words. You accepted the embrace and tried to smile through your tears. “Always?”

"I will always be here. And there will be nothing, absolutely nothing, that can break us apart." 

And he was right. Nothing would tear you and Ashton apart, ever. After that day, the boys stuck up for you more, and no matter what, Ashton always made sure you showed him the hate, so he could tell you it wasn’t true.