Dirty Imagines Michael Clifford
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My Broken Bandage~~ An Ashton Irwin fan fiction
I had always thought highly of myself. I always made good grades, always the good child. Mom let me stay out past 3 because she knew that I was making "good choices". Well they used to be "good choices" till I was in my senior year of College. When you see 'Mean Girls', it is nothing compared to what I go through. I did things. Things that my mother wouldn't think would be "good choices". I then met the lovable Ashton Irwin. I looked down at his wrists... cutting scars. I looked at my wrists... fresh cuts. I looked up at his concerned face. "I guess I need to be your broken bandage." "YOU JUST HAVE TO PUSH EVERYONE AWAY FROM YOU, PRIMROSE! INCLUDING ME! IF you just were going to let dangle by a string then cut me off... you could've let me hold the scissors." I sniffed into the camera, "Goodbye world. It was nice knowing ya." I turned off the camera and looked at the pills in my hands. Goodbye Ashton. I never wanted to push you away.Complete
Affliction | cashton |
"I'm in a lot of pain Ashton" "I can't take away your pain" "You can stop inflicting it" "Stop giving me the power to inflictComplete
Only You • c.h.
"like a painting, all I can do is stare. I can't go too near, I can't touch you, or else I'll ruin everything." completedComplete![Ticket [lh]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/99071075-256-k921444.jpg)
Ticket [lh]
'Hey Megan, got tickets for your friend and you for 5SOS. I'm going with you guys as you needed an 18+ person, so you better be nice to me the next few months.. love you.' 'I'm not Megan, but hi'Complete
![Out of My Limit << cashton [DISCONTINUED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/36710543-256-k247459.jpg)
I had always thought highly of myself. I always made good grades, always the good child. Mom let me stay out past 3 because she knew that I was making "good choices". Well they used to be "good choices" till I was in my senior year of College. When you see 'Mean Girls', it is nothing compared to what I go through. I did things. Things that my mother wouldn't think would be "good choices". I then met the lovable Ashton Irwin. I looked down at his wrists... cutting scars. I looked at my wrists... fresh cuts. I looked up at his concerned face. "I guess I need to be your broken bandage." "YOU JUST HAVE TO PUSH EVERYONE AWAY FROM YOU, PRIMROSE! INCLUDING ME! IF you just were going to let dangle by a string then cut me off... you could've let me hold the scissors." I sniffed into the camera, "Goodbye world. It was nice knowing ya." I turned off the camera and looked at the pills in my hands. Goodbye Ashton. I never wanted to push you away.
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