𝟓𝐒𝐎𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐎𝐍

"you're late again." you say unimpressed as ashton walks in over 6 hours late for the 5th time in two weeks. at this point you'd gotten used to his new behaviour, he'd come home extremely late and very intoxicated with no remorse whatsoever.

meanwhile you've been falling asleep by yourself and waking up to ashton as far away from you as possible. you had no idea why he's been acting like that but you were sure as hell going to find out why.

"and you're sitting on the couch waiting for me again." he retorts and you narrow your eyes at him.
"you don't wanna do that ashton." you give him a warning tone and he shoots you a dumb look.
"do what?"

"give me attitude after the crap you've been pulling these last two weeks." you snap at him.
"i don't know what you're talking about." he replies rolling his eyes and throwing his jacket on a chair.
"really ashton? you really want to go down this road?"
"honestly y/n, i'm fucking tired so if you could just stop and let me go to bed that'd be great." he says irritably.

"you're tired? are you kidding me right now? it's almost one a.m. and i have to be up at 8 in the morning. yet, here i am spending my nights waiting on my boyfriend's drunk ass to get come only to have him argue with me." you sigh and rub your temples trying to help your migraine.
"whatever y/n, just let it go." he tries to stroll by you but you grab his shoulder forcing him to look you in the eyes.

"i can't just let this go ashton. you're never home anymore and i should know why!"
"well maybe I don't want to be home because i don't want to spend my free time with you." he snarls. your heart stops for a second slightly breaking at his words before an unimaginable amount of rage rushes through you.

"leave. get out right now!" you yell at him. ashton stops in his tracks and immediately sobers up, regretting what he just told you.
"shit y/n, I didn't mean it." he quickly apologizes. He knew he shouldn't have said it but in a moment of anger it had just came out.
"i don't care if you didn't mean it. you said it and that was enough." you take a step closer and look at him coldly. "now get the hell out and don't come back."

"y/n please, i-i don't want to go." he pleads and you scoff.

"that's not what your actions have been showing me lately." you cross your arms and look at him expecting his next words to be more excuses.
"i know, i've been a dick and a shitty boyfriend. but, please don't do this." you take a step back and close your eyes. You love ashton and you don't want him to leave but you also didn't want to feel like this anymore.

"you're hurting me ashton. by not being home and ignoring me, it's been hard. especially since i don't know why you're being like this." you wipe your eyes but it's useless. the tears that have been wanting to come out start rushing down your face.

as you break into sobs, ashton feels himself falling apart. he promised you to never be the one who'd make you cry and now he'd broken his promise. he rushes to your side and engulfs you in a tight hug, mumbling apologies.
"you said you didn't want to spend time with me. that hurt ashton, a lot." you whimper in his arms and he squeezes you tighter.

"i know babe, i'm so sorry. i was being awful and you didn't deserve that."
he kisses the top of your head trying to reassure you.
"i just don't understand why you've been acting like this."

"i know you don't love me and i guess i thought that drinking and not being around you would help." he admits. you look at him utterly confused by his words.

"i do love you ashton. so much but, why would you think that i didn't?"
"i don't know," he shrugs lightly. "i guess sometimes i feel like i don't deserve you."

"oh ashton , of course you deserve me. you're the most amazing guy i've ever met." you sigh and lightly brush his hair out of his eyes.
"next time you're feeling like this you have to tell me. relationships are all about communication, okay?" you say softly and he nods.
"okay, i promise i will." you smile at him and kiss his cheek.

"good. now can we please go to bed? i miss sleeping next to the man i love." he nods and picks you up making you squeal. he brings you to your bedroom and gently lays you in the bed. he takes off his clothes expect for his boxers and slips into the bed, snuggling right up to you. you smile as he wraps his arms around you.

tonight, was going to be a good night and you'd finally be able to sleep properly again, right next to ashton where you felt the most comfortable.

—

almost cried while writing this bc it
hit so close to home ; like the argument sounds just like me and my boyfriends-and shit just been so rough lately and my antisocial ass doesn't have friends okay y'all don't care and i legitimately have a whole book meant for this
but yeah i'll probably be writing n publishing another blurb later today
ily ♡
gotta zayn