5 Seconds Of Summer (5SOS) Imagines & One Shots

Breathless (Ashton Irwin)

I sighed, watching the clock hands tick around, signalling another minute had passed. Where the Hell was he? Usually I was the one to be late and forget things but I'd specfically remembered our anniversary- after all one year isn't just a small milestone in a relationship.

I heard the front door open and some footsteps in the hallway. 

"Y/N?" He called out and I could tell that he was drunk. His words were slurred. I didn't bother replying, I just let him come and find me.

He walked in the door, his hair was messy, it looked damp and it dangled over his face. He assessed the scene, glancing at the cake I'd baked, which sat on the table and the little gift box which sat next to it.

"Oh fuck." Ashton groaned and pushed his hair off his face. He came closer and I noticed his pupils were fully dilated. He wasn't drunk, he was fucking coming down from a high.

"Oh so you're on drugs now?" I asked, I was already beyond furious. It was one thing to come home drunk ever so often but coming home high and late on our anniversary was the last straw.

"I'm leaving Ashton, it's over." He didn't even protest as I ran upstairs packed my bags and walked out of the front door, making sure ot slam it shut behind me.

*The next day*

I sat on the sofa with my fourth tub of Ben and Jerry's. I was comfort eating after Ashton's appearence last night.

My best friend had lent me her house while she was on holiday so I found the spare key and crashed at hers for the night. I didn't know how long I planned to stay there but Ashton and I lived together so there was no way I'd be going back to our apartment any time soon.

There was a knock on the door so I got up off my bed I'd made on the sofa and walked to answer it. I swung it open to find Ashton wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a dinner jacket. His hair was slicked back off his face and he was clean shaven. He held a single rose in his hand and a small box, similar to the gift box which I'd left on the kitchen table last night.

"I'm so sorry Y/N." He looked apologetic and I opened the door wider for him. It wasn't the first argument we'd had but it was the first time either of us had walked out.

"You leaving me like that yesterday showed me that I can't treat you like shit and expect you to still be there for me. So, I've decided to take you on a date. Like a proper date though, not just a movie and a takeaway." I looked down at my clothes, realising I was wearing a pair of sweats that were about 3 sizes too big and one of Ashton's band t-shirts. The advantage of having a boyfriend in a band was that as soon as the merch went out of date or didn't sell, I got any left overs.

"We'll stop back at the apartment before we go so you can change." Ash smiled. How could he expect me to forget last night so easily? Half of me wanted to erase it from my mind but the other half wanted Ashton to make it up to me. I deserved it after all.

"You know, this doesn't mean I forgive you yet." I crossed my arms over my chest and pretend to pout.

"Oh I know, that's why," Ashton got down on one knee and opened the box he'd been holding. "If you'll have me, I promise to change my ways and spend the rest of my life trying to show you how much I apprieciate you. Y/N will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"

I could feel the tears forming in my eyes as I smiled at Ashton. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. He grinned and slipped the beautiful ring on my finger.

He pulled me close, tilted my chin up towards his face and kissed me. Our lips melted together and our tongues began to dance. Ash's hands caressed my face, his thumb rubbing over my cheekbones. He pulled away, leaving me breathless in every sense.

"God, I love you Y/N."

Okay that one was pretty crappy- sorry! It's dedicated to my best friend @tris_bandana because I love her and wanted to surprise her. Vote and comment and all that jazz guys :)) lets see if we can get up to 20K reads! xxx