Millie had got pissed at me for wearing jeans and a t-shirt to this party, but at this point I was pretty thankful I didn't wear something tiny. It was 1am, and the party had descended into a drunken game of Spin the Bottle, with those not participating passed out over a chair or sneaking upstairs with someone. I was bored to the point of wishing I was drunk, but it was looking like Millie was definitely going to need her designated driver and I couldn't let her down.
I sat perched on a bar stool, no longer fazed by the fact I stuck out like a sore thumb in my jeans and Led Zeppelin shirt, sneakered feet swinging aimlessly as I watched Millie climb on top of a pretty girl and giggle drunkenly as she slipped sideways off her lap.
"You look a lot less drunk that everyone else here."
A hazel eyed guy about my age has sat down on the stool next to me.
"So do you."
He cracks a smile
"I'm Ashton"
"Maya"
"You know, I'm normally a lot more intoxicated when I try to talk to girls, but I heard you chatting to your friend over there earlier-"
I raised my eyebrows
"Eavesdropping, huh?"
"No! Fuck that sounded really creepy. No, I mean I heard you talking and you're Australian and I'm Australian and I was curious...Jesus now I get why I do this when I'm drunk"
"You're doing fine, don't worry. Where you from?"
"Sydney"
"Me too! What brought you to LA?"
"Work, I'm in a band..."
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Ghost Of You // A.I
FanfictionThis is a depressing fanfiction about Ashton Irwin and an original female character. Hey, I'm Maya and this is my first time putting any of my writing online. It feels pretty strange considering how personal this story is, and before you start read...
