anti-depressants || ashton [au]

⇉ 1.1

guess who back

back again

im back

tell a friend

 

dedicated to nyahkite322 and this isn't the last part but hell yes

 

(un)edited

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1.1

 

ashton sat on his box drum tapping his fingers against it. it was their third practice and the show was next week. calum and luke were distracted by FIFA while waiting for michael. ashton hoped michael would her here soon enough so they could get started. When it was one seventeen pm michael come through the garage door panting with sweat dripping from his forehead. his hair dye staining his face.

 

“what happened to you?” luke asked pausing the game

 

“luke shut up. its pretty obvious i ran here because my mom couldn’t drop me off.”

 

“you’re so punk rock” calum added sarcastically

 

“yeah, so lets get started shall we. we have a gig next week.” luke said

 

“yeah” the three boys respond simultaneously

 

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Ashton got out his moms car opening the trunk to get his box drum. He felt his left pocket vibrating. He took out his phone to see an unknown number.

 

"Hello"

 

"Ashton i need your help"

 

"Annie"

 

"Yeah. I'm calling from my dad's phone he left it here.

 

"Right, What can I help you with"

 

"can you help me get a job?"

 

ashton laughed at her question. "you're joking, right? i was fired from my job two weeks ago. I'm the last person to ask."

 

"ash, please." Annie asked from the opposite line.

 

that all it took for ashton to smile and meekly nod. "Okay, ann"

 

annie dropped the pen she was fiddling with. "thank you."