Boy next door || a.f.i

"Is there anything else I can do to help you?" He asks. "Um..no. You have just carried almost all of my boxes and furniture. I get that you are exhausted"I say thankful. "I want to make a good impression. People in the building are kind of annoyed with me for playing drums all the time".

Sorry, Wrong Number {Ashton Irwin Fanfiction}

Just send the text I think to myself as I type the words 'I like you' across the screen. I reluctantly, with trembling fingers, press the send button. I finally got up enough courage to send a text to my longtime crush Zayden Breez. Zayden Breez is typing. The suspense was killing me. How long could it possibly take t...

Ashton Irwin Smut (age 13+)

(WARNING: AGES 13+)