Imagine #4- He Accidentally Hurts You [Ashton]

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by harryshoodx

by harryshoodx

Imagine for: Anita (: Enjoy!

Lately, Ashton had been putting a lot of effort into your relationship. He was always being thoughtful. Whether it was texting you good-morning and night, giving you unexpected kisses, or going as far as buying you flowers, he was trying exceptionally hard. And all his efforts had left you feeling a little behind in the girlfriend department.

So, one evening on your way home from work, you had decided to pick up some dinner and bring it back to Ashton's place. Sending him a quick text to make sure he was free, of course.

To: Ash :P-

What are you doing tonight?

From Ash :P-

Chilling at home. You coming over? (;

To Ash :P-

I was thinking about it... (:

Within thirty minutes time, you managed to order some take-out, stop back at your place to change into something more comfortable and less smelly from work. Smoothly, You pull into Ashton's driveway, light rain tapping against your skin as you walk to the door. You can hear the faint sound of Ashton's drum kit from the upstairs room and decide to let yourself in rather than pointlessly banging on the door.

You kick of your Vans at the door, and set the bag of takeout on the kitchen table before jogging up the stairs and to Ashton's acclaimed "Music Room."

Giggling as you walk in the door, Ashton faces away from you, headphones proped against his sandy brown hair. He wears a ripped Nirvana t-shirt with the sleeves rolled, showing off his toned arms. A smile plays as his lips as his arms flail, hitting each drum perfectly.

You watch in amusement for a minute or two and decide you better catch his attention before the food just downstairs gets cold.

"Ashton!" You shout, loud, but clearly not loud enough as Ashton continues drumming. "Ashton!" You pipe louder this time and find yourself once again, unsuccessful. "ASHTON!" You belt loudly this time and watch as Ashton jerks backwards to face you. With that, his drumstick flies from his plams, smacking you right in the face. You wince backwards, cupping the place just under you eye but above your cheek where the wood had hit you.

"Anita! Oh my god!" Out of one eye, you see Ashton run towards you in worry. "Are you okay."

Despite the pain, you find yourself laughing. The longer you laugh the funnier the episode becomes to you and soon Ashton joins you. You both hiccuping in laughter, cheeks burning. Well, yours slightly more than his do to his boomerang of a drumstick.

"I'm fine, Ashton." Ashton pulls your hand away from your wound and looks down into your eyes.

"Good. I was really worried for a minute." Leaning down, Ashton presses his soft lips to your cheek. His cold lips instantly relieving the hot throbs from your cheek.

You blush lightly and grab Ashton's hand. "Come downstairs, I brought dinner."

The rest of the night, you and Ash kind yourself laughing at random times about his "drumming accident."

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Hope you liked it!

-Kay)