You had depression and anxiety, and hated everything in your life and wanted to end it all, the only reasons that you held on to your life were the 4 idiots from Australia who were the only people that could make you happy. Your boyfriend, Ashton, was one of those 4 idiots that you loved. You wanted to be with him forever, but you didn't want to endure all of the hate and constant rudeness that you encountered from the fans and the people at your school. You felt like the only way out was to take the blades to your skin, it helped you to relieve some the pain. But Ashton never knew about the hate or your secret place for your blades, or the fact that you had been doing it for the past 6 years.
And you hoped that he would never find out
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Wrists || a.i. fanfic
FanfictionYour past comes up, and the boys find out what happened Ashton has no idea what you have been dealing with for the past six years
