I groaned while throwing my school bag towards the corner of my room. I huffed and brushed a strand of hair that was covering my forehead, today was seriously overwhelming.
This week was so tiring and annoying.
It's was surely not amusing to have crying girls chasing you to every school halls and literally begging you not to move school, I can tell their sad but damn.
I announced about me moving out on Monday and the school was so hysterical as if the worlds going to end. I was on the cover of schools news paper, the title is quite stupid though.
Who is going to replace The Ashton Irwin?
The?
My name does not start with a 'The' and I'm not a famous artist or a legend.
My band was okay with it though, they said good luck to me in the future which I'm grateful at cause they still support me and hopefully they'll find a new drummer.
Everything went hectic, my twitter notif exploded with tweets I constantly receive every two seconds and I almost drowned in front of my locker yesterday.
Letters were piling up inside my locker. As soon as I opened it, bam, a tsunami of scented rose red lipstick marked letters showered me. I managed to squeeze all of it into my bag but I'm not going to read all of it anyways.
A lot of people asked for a picture with me, surprisingly even the teachers too, I let them took a photo of me though I smiled only a little bit but hey at least the got a pic.
My mom and dad offered me to have a farewell party the other day but I said no.
I don't like goodbyes.
It is not goodbye for me and them.
Besides, I don't like it if I'm the center of attention, that's also one of the advantages of being a drummer because I was always at the back.
Today was my last day here and the whole grade 11 decided to give me a surprise. They all went to the soccer field while holding this massive banner saying
WE LOVE YOU ASHTON DON'T FORGET ABOUT US! <3
I smiled and was so thankful that I have amazing friends that always supported me no matter what, I thanked every one of them and gave them hugs even though I don't know half of them.
I'm not emotional even though some of my best friends cried, I'm not used to crying.
Like. I don't cry.
I don't even remember the last time I cried, I don't show my feelings that often.
It's not that I'm heartless or mean.
I like to be seen as a strong person even though...
I may not be exactly like that in the inside...
I always try to hold it in, I like to act tough.
I have always been like this since primary school, I was known by my cold stares and the 'I don't give a fuuck attitude' to others. What a child I am.
I realize I haven't actually finished packing, mom said the other day our flight was actually advanced to tomorrow.
So I packed all of my main things yesterday, today I only needed to fold my posters and pack my CD records.
It took me only half an hour.
My room was officially empty now.
There was no band posters anymore, there was only my bed and my empty desk. The desk was dirty and old, I used to playfully used the desk as a drum kit when I was 13 and yeah mom was not happy by that.
I sold my real drum kit to my cousin few days ago, Dad said he'll buy me another one in Aussie. Which I'm really thrilled about.
"Ash, come down! Dinner is ready" My mom yelled from downstairs.
I immediately ran to the dining room cause I am famished (dayum, this word is fancy af)
"Heyho!" I greeted my mom whilst sitting down.
"HOE? DID YOU JUST CALLED ME HOE?" My mom shouted and glared at me.
"N-no mom! It's heyho!" I repeated myself a little bit panicking.
"Don't you dare call me hoe young man!" My mom came and smacked me in the head.
"Mom! It's heyho! Hey H-O! Ho! not Hoe!" I argued trying to make her understand.
"Oh"
"Heyho..." She repeated.
"Sorry darling" My mom smiled and patted my head.
"Calm down, woman" I rubbed my head, my mum just stuck out her tongue.
- - -
Dinner was amazing, we had mom's famous lasagna with her homemade fruit punch. So lucky to have her!
Dad said he still needed to pack his things at the office so, he didn't joined us. Too bad, for him.
I washed my plate with mom next to me.
"So, where are we staying?" I asked.
"You mean in Aussie?"
"No, in Poland...Of course in Aussie mom, where else!" I sassed her. She flicked me in the forehead.
"Don't sass me Ashton, you got your sass from your mother so don't use it on me" My mom raised her voice, though I know she was just being playful.
"We're staying at our old house, remember?" My mom said while washing the dishes.
"Our old house? That used to have this huge backyard?" I asked again while washing too.
"Yeah" My mom answered.
"Our house that was...in front of Liz's?" I asked hesitantly making me to stop to what I was doing.
My mom glanced at me for a few seconds then went back washing.
"Yes" She said lowly.
"I don't know if Liz and -uhm- her son is still there, I mean it was a long time ag-"
"I'm going up now, thanks for dinner it was delicious" I cut her in a low tone. I finished washing my plate and went upstairs.
I didn't want to hear any of that.
Not now I meant.
I'm not in the mood to recall everything that happened in the past.
I went to my empty room and laid on my bed, I sighed.
What is he like now?
Is he tall? Is he doing well in school? Does he have any friends? Is he brave now? Has he changed?
All of these questions were flying around my head, I can't help but to feel curious.
Oh please, I bet he has moved house. I mean it has been forever since the last time I saw him.
Wouldn't be surprised if his house is gone now.
And I'm not even ready to see him.
As time pass by quickly I became tired.
Slowly my eyelids became heavy and I yawned a couple times. I decided to end the day and enjoy my last night here in my bedroom. I instantly drifted to sleep with that blonde boy still wondering in my mind.
(A/N)
Heyho! I made a new fanfic which is about Lashton, I was bored and decided to make a new story. Hope you like it and please vote for my fanfic :D
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