I fell in love with them when I first heard the guitar riff of heart break girl. They were special to me, and I loved them. And for whatever reason, I caught the eye of one of them. It wasn't like we fell in love like BOOM. No, the first few months it was over twitter after we had met. When they were on the WWA tour. I didn't care if he was talking to other girls. What mattered was that he was talking to me. I'm extremely average. Not skinny, but not fat, not beautiful, but not ugly. I was the in-between. And for whatever reason. He fell in love with me. Eventually, we met again, and I became a groupie for his headlining tour. I didn't fit in. And I was pretty much alone. But it was 5 seconds of summer. Millions of girls, including me, would have dropped their panties in a split second for them. And trust me. I have. But how long can you go loving someone so much, but for them to know that you are just temporary? How do you know whats going through their minds? Do they actually love you, or are you just another notch on their belt?
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This is a story about a girl. Not self confident, not funny, and not charming. Just average. But Ashton Irwin fell in love with her. She didn't suddenly get thrown into his life. He brought her into it when he knew that he truly wanted her in it and trusted her. Their conversations stayed private. No screenshots, no gloating that she was talking to him. And that's when he knew. She sees what's behind his mask of fame.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.