17 parts Complete This is a depressing fanfiction about Ashton Irwin and an original female character.
Hey, I'm Maya and this is my first time putting any of my writing online. It feels pretty strange considering how personal this story is, and before you start reading there's a few things I want to clarify.
1. Yes, I used my own name for the main character. Why? Because I'm shit at coming up with names.
2. This story starts around the time Youngblood was released, and for a while the timelines and everything actually add up (the dates used in the story actually match where the boys were at the time). However in later sections that kind of goes to shit so...know you know.
3. This story addresses some tough subject matter. You've been warned. If you at any point feel upset, stop reading.
4. Thank you so much for actually clicking on this. The idea of people reading what I write scares the shit out of me, but is also pretty damn exciting.
Please enjoy this mess that was created while listening to Ghost of You at 2 am.
