Camp ↠ Ashton Irwin

43 // packing & t-shirts

"Fucking Luke Hemmings." I said running my fingers through my hair.

That kid was just the definition of a piss off. I knew in the back of my mind that I wanted to forgive him but him trying to hide stuff about my boyfriend like that really didn't make himself look too good.

"Babe, it's whatever." Ashton said trying to grab my hand. I just pulled it away.

"No, Ashton. It's not whatever." I said adding air quotes around whatever.

"He pisses me off. He didn't tell me that you were the reason why you and your ex girlfriend broke up, and he obviously didn't want you to say anything because we coincidentally ended up together." I said frowning.

Hayley, Calum and Michael had gone their own ways to walk somewhere to leave us alone for a while.

"Em, I think maybe this was how it was meant to be. I mean, we're together, right? What if Luke never did that. I'd still be with my girlfriend and I wouldn't have had the pleasure of being with you." he smiled taking my hands which I now let him hold.

"I- I mean I guess that makes sense." I said looking up at him.

"See? Don't let Hemmings spoil one of our last few days here, please?" He said kissing my forehead and bring me close. My head rested on his chest.

"I guess I won't." I said huffing.

"Good." He smiling pecking me on the cheek as we started to walk again.

"Have you packed yet?" I asked curiously. It wasn't long before we had to leave and knowing my boyfriend, I know he had not even managed to pack up a pair of socks.

"Not at all." Ashton replied laughing.

"Me either." I sighed.

"Em, please don't be upset right now." Ashton frowned digging the tips on his fingers into my hand, holding it tighter.

"It's just..I don't know. Something about not being able to see you like this all the time sucks." I said looking to the ground.

"We aren't gonna even live that far away. We'll be living in the same city, baby." He said trying to reassure me.

"I know, I know. Just. It'll be really different." I said looking up to see we were back where we started. I was staring at the front of the mess hall. The faded sign with its cracks on corners.

"Don't worry. We will talk all the time. We obviously won't be present with eachother like this every day unless we coincidentally go to the same high schools if I have to transfer." he said intwining our fingers and walking us to what I assume was his cabin.

"Yeah.." I mumbled. I really didn't have anything to say.

"Wanna help me wash some clothes?" Ashton asked. He stuck out his bottom lip as if he was saying 'pretty please' with his facial expressions.

"Run out of shirts?" I laughed.

"How'd you know?" He answered back.

A/N

heya guys.

It pains me to say this but I believe next chapter will be the final. I will have an epilogue so you have a glimpse at Emma & Ashton's future. I will not be writing a sequel to Camp because I don't really see much of a point. This was really fun and I loved writing it.

I will however be starting a new fanfic tonight (possibly?¿) so stay tuned. xx

-Hayley