"You're being served."   "I'm being what?"  I asked him to repeat himself.  I stuck my head further out in to the hallway expecting cameras or Calum or something to tell me this was a joke.   "You're being served divorced papers from Mrs.  Gabrielle M. Irwin."   My jaw fell open and I could feel blood rush into my cheeks.  When I could finally speak again, I almost shouted at the man.  "Divorce papers!?"

In which a fan introduces Ashton Irwin to the world of fanfiction. © 2014 webby | bonnaroo