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Ashton Irwin Imagine
When Ashton Irwin asked you out on a date, you didn’t know what to expect. He had what you liked to call a “bad boy” reputation. He was in a rock band, drove a black corvette, smoked cigarettes outside the school, never attended classes, he practically had girls worshiping the ground he walked on:he was the stereotypical school punk rock You’ve heard the rumours, Ashton has his eye on a girl at school but you never even considered that you might be the object of his affection.
You were quietly munching on your salad, simply observing the conversation your friends were having. “Okay but who could it be?” Amy squealed, scanning the faces of everyone in the cafeteria.
Like every other student at the school, they were discussing who the mystery girl that caught Ashton’s eye was. You weren’t participating in the conversation since you honestly didn’t care about who Ashton was crushing on.
"What do you think, Y/N?"
"I don’t care." You reply, shoving a forkful of lettuce in your mouth.
"Okay but you’ve got to have some idea! Come on, Y/N, this is important!"
"Who cares who he likes? He’s just a boy."
"Just a boy? Just a boy? Y/N! Ashton Irwin is not just a boy! He is a gift from the Gods! He is a sweet taste of Heaven! He is-"
"Just another boy. I don’t get why everyone’s freaking out!"
"Because Ashton Irwin likes someone! Ashton Irwin likes someone! This is huge!"
"Maybe if you focused on English as much as you do on Ashton, you’d actually pass the bloody class!" You taunt, receiving a crumpled up napkin to the face.
The conversation drifts off to the Chemistry quiz next period and everything goes back to normal momentarily. You were explaining ionic compounds to of your friends when you noticed Amy's mouth drop into an ‘o’ shape.
"Close your mouth, you’ll catch flies."
"Y/n!" She whisper shouts, staring at you with wide eyes. "Ashton is coming this way! He’s walking over to our table!"
"What?" You immediately turn around, coming face to face with Ashton.
He was in his usual attire: ripped black skinny jeans, a Nirvana shirt and a beaten up leather jacket. His hair was wild and messy and he had little bits of stubble along his chin. You had to admit, he looked good, he always did. “Hey, Y/N.” He says casually. Everyone was staring at the two of you and while you could feel your cheeks flush, he couldn’t seem to care.
"Uh, hi." You had never actually spoken to Ashton. You didn’t even know he knew who you were.
"I have a proposition for you." He smirks.
"And that is?"
"How would you like to go to dinner with me on Friday?" You could hear gasps from all around the room and you were sure Alicia was sitting there bug eyed. It felt like you were in a cliche teen romance movie and frankly, you did not like it.
"Oh. I don’t know." You reply, earning a nudge from one of your friends.
"So, is that a no?" His smile falters, but he manages to force a smirk onto his face.
"Um, no," He raises an eyebrow at you. "I mean yes!"
"Yes you’ll go out with me or yes it’s a no?"
