Ashton's POV•
No one expected me to go to New York after highschool. Me, the quiet, shy, and unsuccessful little boy, living in New York City. But here I am. It's always been my dream to come here. The cool, crisp air surrounding me and filling my nose as I stepped out from my taxi. Its a dream come true. I don't know where I'm going, but I know I have to be here. With my little suitcase in one hand, and my phone in the other, I'm finally free.
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Eyes | Lashton
FanfictionThere are so many faces in New York City, so many eyes. But his are the most beautiful. Big, blue, and bright, with an icy glare to them. I feel like I've known those eyes for years, but I just can't pinpoint where from. I see him everyday. Those li...
