Without A drummer// 5sos
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Ongoing, First published Mar 05, 2015
imagine when  one of your best friend end  his/her life... how can you cope of a loss. Well my dearest  drummer just passed away,when a group  of people to "Cut Himself Deep." through twitter he told me,Calum, and Michael  that he's tired of getting hurt by other people.  Now he's gone there is no way to bring him back.    R.I.P.  Ashton Fletcher Irwin 1994-2016

Authors note: this is a made up story so don't get  confused or  freak out. He's alive. and  this is a Cyber-bully story.


warning : you will cry.
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An Ashton Irwin Fanfic. WARNING: MATURE AUDIANCES ONLY. 18+ Graphic Smut // Drug use Read at your own risk ---- preview ---- "Sweetheart..." he began, his large hand snaked behind your back to your neck, cupping your jaw. His eyes flickered as they looked in yours, holding you still. He smiled, that smile you loved so much, his face came inches from yours. You felt the breath of his nose on your lips, frozen in your spot. "I've wanted this the moment I laid eyes on you", he confessed. Oh. Your lips had a mind of their own - before he could say anything else, they were on his. Those lips you've carefully studied for four months, now. The lips he was constantly putting chap-stick on. The ones he bit just a bit during interviews when he was nervous. He tasted like weed, mint, and him. His lips were silky, his movements were harsh yet soft, and you remember thinking: I could do this for hours. You felt his hands freeze and then grip your waist, pulling you closer to him so you were chest to chest. Frantic, you grabbed his face and licked his bottom lip, a tiny moan leaving your mouth, surprising him when you rolled your hips on his. Without even hesitating, he pulled back at your noise, his wild eyes on yours, dark. "Yeah?" he nodded slowly, consenting to this. Your lips attached to the spot under his ear, sucking it gently and quickly, making him huff and pull you closer. "Please touch me, Ash"