English Love Affair | Lashton AU

Chapter 1;

CONTENT IN THIS FANFICTION ISNT MEANT TO BE OFFENSIVE, if you are offended by sex jokes/homophobic comments and suicide jokes. I know suicide shouldn't be joked about however its just for this fanfiction. Reader descresion is advised.

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Cait's POV

My mam says I have 'Anger Issues'. Even though I don't. Whenever I say this, she says it's either that or I'm hormonal. Basically she's calling me high, drunk and pregnant with anger issues. Which I do not advise you to be. Please don't. I'm none ffs. She says I'M depressed. I'm not depressed and I have no idea why she says this. I mean yeah, I can be abusive, yeah I can be upset but im 19. What does she expect? She calls me a Goth. LET ME GET ONE thing sorted. I am NOT a Goth. I'm Punk. Well, I at least try to be.

'I feel like we're as close as strangers'

If you don't recognise that song, then just go and slit your throat and fuck your self with a dildo because, 5 Seconds Of Summer sing that song. And they are legit perfection tbh. And it describes me and Ash perfectly. I know him, but he doesn't know me. Lets just say, im from England, he's from Australia and 'goes out' with an American model. Bryana Holly.

My life's going great...

Ashtons POV

"Don't be shy, I'll show you why, you're not gunna walk away."

I finished singing my newly written song, Mrs All America to my American girlfriend. "My Mrs All Bitch" I began whispering in her ear.

"My Mr All Wanker" she concluded and gave me a short kiss. I hate this. Lying to my fans. The only reason. As to why I keep referring to my 'girlfriend' as she is because she purely is not worthy of being called a 'girlfriend' if anything she's a slut. I've known her 1 year and she already proposed an idea to management about us dating, just so she can get money and fame. I begged them not too agree, but they did. Unfortunately. We walked off the stage to the backstage area.

"Would it hurt for you too seem the least bit enthusiastic or even nice?" she moaned on and on whilst I drowned out her sorrows with plugging in my earphones to Green Day. I began to mindlessly tap on the chair in front me with the drumsticks I keep in my pocket. I felt the ear plug being yanked out of my ear.

"What!?" I sneered. Without looking up.

"Dude chill." It was Luke. "Just seen Bryana strut out of here. What's up with her? Period or stunt?"

"Stunt." I sighed just as management stormed into the room.

"Kay. When I was offered this job I didn't agree to a gay convention. Luke, Charmaine is outside waiting for you. You're going to an Italian restaurant then your both going to a hotel. After an hour and half at the hotel, give your self sex hair and make sure you have messy clothes. Then go home." They explained. Luke groaned, gave me a quick passionate kiss and left. As he did he sent me a short text saying "You'll have sex hair as well by the end of the night ;) xxxx"

Authors note:

If you haven't already guessed. Luke likes cock (Ashtons) and Ashton enjoys cock (Lukes) and sometimes pussy. {Hes bisexual}
AND ANYTHING WRITTEN IN BOLD AND ITALICS AND IN (Brackets) means its a little authors part. Ie. ME!
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