Dear Ashton,

16.

Dear Ashton,

I met a few of your old friends today.

Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn.

They're a lot of fun, but the blonde one, Niall, he eats a lot. 

He's their Michael! 

I didn't know they could all sing. Like holy crap!

Louis' voice, its got that soft sweet melody to it.

Harry's a bit raspy but its amazing when he belts out the lyrics. 

Zayn's voice shocked me the most honestly. He looks so different from how delecate he sounds.

Niall and Liam, they're voices are wonderful. So strong but they can get it into those soft notes.

They're wonderful people.

Just 5 more you left behind.

They said they heard from you and that you're doing great. I feel like I should be angry with you but I'm not. 

I couldn't be when Luke was holding me together. He's a real good guy and I'm just hoping you don't come home and try pulling out a dick fit. 

You have no right to being angry Mr. Irwin. You or you're newly labeled blonde bimbo girlfriend.

Yeah, that's right. You guys are official and everywhere.

EVERYWHERE!

But it's fine I'm glad you're happy.

And you should be happy that Luke makes me happy.'

He was one of your best mates, at least you wouldn't have to worry about not knowing the guy, or if he'll treat me wrong.

I guess I'd be able to see where you could get really angry at us. Like we betrayed you.

But you betrayed us all first. You're the one who left us all behind.

Anyways, Luke's taking me to dinner tonight, said to wear something casual but comfy. 

I'll write later.

I'm not leaving because I don't love you, its actually because I do. 

So yeah.

Love, Riley.

XX