hell ; a.i.

"you're going to hell, ashton irwin."

24 Hours.

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

7:15.

"7:15, that's our time."

recovery // a.i.

ashton was just a city boy with a bad past, a broken heart, and a belief set in his mind that nobody could fix it. hayden was just a girl with barely anybody there for her in a thousand mile radius. they both had nobody, and they both wanted somebody. {caution: contains depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts/actions...

the things i wish i told her // m.c.

“keep your eyes open.”

Australia - An Ashton Irwin fanfic

"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um...