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Ashton Irwin and Annabelle Flynn were literally the best of friends.

Kindergarden they stuck by each others sides, sharing the extra large legos. They completely resented making other friends with their classmates. The teachers even tried moving them to different classes to encourage them, but it only ended in Ashton's mum complaining. 

Middle school they finally got a few aqquantinces. He had Micheal and she had Sophie. The cootie phase was a hard time for the pair but once it past, Ashton was Annabelle's first kiss. It was an awkward peck but they kissed properly not seconds after. It took a few days before they spoke again, forgetting it happened. 

Even through highschool their friendship was going strong. Ashton joined band and was beginning to smash his drums, while Annabelle was featured in every West Beach Sydney School Art Show. It wasn't ever odd to see them out in public with only each other, or suspicious to have Ashton spend the night. They always called eachother cute or hot. Ashton always slapped her butt, and she would always  kiss his cheek and cuddle him. They were simply the best of friends.

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"Annabelle! Get your arse in this damn car, now!" He shouted, watching the lanky girl come down the stairs.

"I'm trying you impaitent butthole.' I yelled back.

Ashton had recently joined this band, '5 Seconds of Summer' and he was very passionate about it. I giggled a little when he told me he was in an actual band but I mean if it makes him happy then I support it. We exited my house and got into his horrible car, off to Micheal's house. He slid in a Green Day CD, and began to jam Holiday. I laughed loudly, singing along as he drummed on the stearing wheel. Once we arrived he shut everything off, getting his wooden box out of the back. We walked into the lavender scented home, being greeted by Mrs. Clifford. She offered any snacks but I denied politly. Knowing the boys we'd probably order a pizza later.

They all were laughing and making conversation when I walked down after talking with Mikey's mom. Suddently quiet and began to start rehersing to record a new cover. I sat down on a stool, and watched them position themselves on the couch and Ash upon his box. They had set on doing Teenage Dirtbag. Personally my favorite part was watching them mess up. Luke constantly got louder than the music and would try to hit notes he couldn't. I swear to god Calum was still going through puberty at 16, and Michael would strum his guitar too quickly. Ashton didn't really mess up, but he made the funniest faces while focusing. His bicepts would flex and his toungue would poke out. It was honestly the most adorable thing I had ever witnessed but I would never admit to him or myself.

"Is that good are we good?" Michael asked while ending the recording.

"Well I don't want to take another fucking one.." Luke mummled, Calum groaning as an agreement.

They simply filed off to do different things. Michael went to the desktop, Luke brought down a package of Oreos, Calum was playing Fifa on the big TV, and Ash spred along the couch. I trailed over to him, sitting on his legs.

"Ugh. Get, the fuck off me Belle."  He moaned.

"Asshhhhyyyyy" I whined, dragging out his nickname. He hated the name and when people did that, hence why I made an extra effort to,

"What may I do for m'lady?" 

"Can we get pizza and ice cream, pretty please." I jutted out my bottom lip. 

"I'm fuckin broke, sorry baby." He whined, laying his hand on my thigh.

"You truly hate me. Oh my god" I moved, laying on his body and smashing my head into his chest.

"Aw, Flynnstone. I have frozen pizza and an old tub of chocolate at mine?" He offered, playing with my hair. 

"Will you cuddle me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear?" I said, wiggling my eyebrows and making the most innocent face possible.

"Fuck you." He spoke, sitting up and collecting his things.

"Well Princess Annabelle has requested a lazy night so we're off." He announced, waving at the boys.

"Wait Ash, can you take me home!" Luke asked.

"If you have money come, otherwise see ya." Luke pouted and I smiled and waved, following Ashton up the stairs and back out to his car.

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