gone || cashton

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Drunk me needed sex. But drunk me was always dragged off by Ashton everytime I came close to a woman I found attractive while under the influence.
This time I made sure my bandmates were on the other side of the club before I sauntered over to a pretty blonde with a finished glass in her hand.
"Care for another drink? On me." I said loud enough for her to hear, but low enough for it to be a private conversation. She turned around and sent me a smile, but before I could hear her answer, Ashton fucking Irwin grabs me by my arm and pulls me to our section. "Ashton what the hell man?" At this point I was annoyed. I haven't gotten action in months because of the stunts he pulls. "Look dude, Ava wants to leave, so we need to go right now." I had no other choice but to leave also since Ashton was my designated driver. I sighed heavily and stomped (silently though because I am a very mature man) to Ashton's awaiting car. The whole ride to Casa Cashton plus Ava, I was silent, jealous of Ashton and how he's going to get some tonight while I listen to some Hozier on full volume.
We arrived home and immediately I went straight to bed. The moaning sounds of my best mate and his girlfriend, faint as I drifted off into a deep sleep with a hangover to come as soon as I wake.

Morning came and I wish I did too, but surprisingly I woke up peacefully. Way too peacfully. I shot up and looked at the time, 4 pm, I was late to DeLuca's little kickback. Great, just great, as if him and I weren't already on rocky water. I quickly grabbed a stray towel and headed to the shower, deciding to brushing my teeth while I was in there to possibly save some time. I got out and on my way to my closet, I glanced at my clock. 4:27 pm. Shit shit shit. I panicked and grabbed the closest and correct pieces of clothing near me and put them on swiftly. I ran my fingers through my hair and looked in the mirror. Niceee Calum, classic black ripped jeans and Ashton's black and white checkered button up. Not sure how that got in my room, but hey mine's now. 4:32 pm. I whine and grab my keys and made my way out to my car.

I arrive to the party around 20 minutes later and was instantly greeted by my best mates and Andy. After some manly bro hugs and handshakes, everyone went about their own business, everyone except Ashton. His eyes fixated on me and I knew a certain question was about to be brought up. "Calum dude, is that my shirt?" He didn't sound mad or anything, which was good since it meant I could get away with lying. "Nah I bought this the other day, why would I have your shirt aha.." Ashton just nodded, turning around and headed back towards Ava, who immediately wrapped her arms around him, enjoying his presence. Something in my body ached, but I couldn't pinpoint exactly which part. Probably my heart.

Ashton Irwin maybe just maybe, I want to wrap my arms around you too.

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Sorry it's so short tryna get back into writing, hopefully this is less cringey yikes