Outta My Limit (Ashton Irwin Fanfic [5sos])
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  • Time 4h 47m
  • Reads 6,307
  • Votes 194
  • Parts 53
  • Time 4h 47m
Ongoing, First published May 11, 2014
"Ashton," I mumbled, "Ash, I have to go."

I heard him groan and a few seconds later, he pulled away, laying his forehead onto mine, "I'm gonna miss you," he stated.

"And I'm going to miss you," I could tell by the what his eyes were looking into mine that he had something else to say. 

"Em, I love you. I love you to the moon and back!"

I was shocked. I couldn't say anything and when he saw that I wasn't saying anything I could tell it hurt him, I knew that I had to regain myself, and I quickly replied, "I love you, too," and he crashed his lips onto mine in a passionate kiss.

"Flight 427 to America is now boarding" the intercom said.

"That's me," I sighed, grabbing my luggage.

I looked at Ash and for the last time and with one more kiss, I was walking away from him, and towards my flight to head home.
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He grinned wickedly, twirling the knife in his hands. "You're sick," Ashton spat at him, tugging at the ropes again, but still to no avail. "Hm, I prefer free." He countered, walking closer as his grin was ever so present. "Free to do what I want. Nothing holding me back. Doesn't that sound... great?" "Not when I'm a fucking prisoner." Ashton growled, still tugging at the ropes. "But my poor Ashy, you're not my prisoner," he caressed the boy's cheek, his smile becoming more caring than wicked, "you're my boyfriend. And the only reason why you're in that chair, is because you would run away if you're not. And you can't leave me." Ashton gulped as the knife got pressed to his neck. He had stopped his resistance, knowing it would only cause the knife to touch him and he definitely did not want that. "That makes me a prisoner." He growled, turning around and walking a few steps away. "You're not!" He snapped, turning around and looking at the tied up boy with angry blue eyes. "Then let me go!" "No." And with that, he left the room with the door slamming shut loudly. Leaving Ashton with nothing but himself, his thoughts his only company. ~•~ Or where Ashton is in a famous band and is living the dream, until one fan has other plans for him. ~•~ Psycho © PanicCliffordx 2016 All Rights Reserved.