5SOS One Shots

One Night Stand ➳ Ashton Irwin

Ashton was awaken in a completely unfamiliar setting. He looked above him and his eyes met a brunette with make up smeared all over her face.

"Get out," she told him with a stern look in her raccoon eyes.

"Can I ask where I am before being kicked out?" Ashton asked closing his eyes for a few more seconds.

"What do you have amnesia or some shit?" This unknown girl rolled her eyes.

"No just a really fucking bad hangover" He rubbed his eyes.

The girl's face softened as he looked into his eyes. "Come on I have some pills." She said.

Ashton got up quickly, making the pain in his head worsen. He picked up his boxers from the floor and put them on before walking out the door, ever so slowly. He sat behind the counter as the mystery girl handed him a cup of water and two little white pills. Ashton felt the girl's eyes on him as he downed the pills.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Luke," He replied.

"You don't look like a Luke," She narrowed her eyes at him.

"It's Ashton," He sighed.

"Did you have to lie about your name?" She bitterly laughed. "What, do you think I care enough about a one night stand to Google them or something?"

"I don't even know why you're asking me questions "

"Do you mind?"

"Yes I do"

"Do I care?"

"Probably not."

"Wow have you always been this good at solving problems?"

"What's your name?"

"Now you're asking the questions, huh?"

"Just tell me your goddamn name," Ashton rolled his eyes.

"Dakota," She murmured.

"Dakota? As in North Dakota?"

"That's a new one," She rolled her eyes.

"Are you being sarcastic with me?"

"Do you care?"

"No," Ashton shifted in his seat. "Why would I care about a girl that has the same name as my friend's dog."

"Do you have a dog?" Annabelle completely ignored the weak insult Ashton threw at her. Ashton nodded to her question. "What's your dog's name?"

"Indie."

"That's a pretty name,"

"Thanks," Ashton was taken aback by the compliment, even if it was towards his dog.

"I like indie music," She smiled.

"I like punk rock."

"Huh?"

"Like you know, punk rock music,"

"Like Greenday and Blink and all that?"

"Yeah."

"At least someone in this world has decent music taste. All the guys I've met have disgusting taste in music, it sickens me," Dakota closed her eyes. Ashton giggled at that. She smiled at his giggle. "You're not as masculine as you make yourself out to be."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you're appearance isn't like your personality. You have these fucking giant biceps and the messy hair and stubble and shit like that, but your giggle is really happy and your dimples are cute." Dakota poked his cheek. A pink tint was painted on Ashton's cheeks.