Habits: Thin Line Between Love and Hate [Lashton]

Habits: Thin Line Between Love and Hate [Lashton]

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"Baby listen, please. I'm not on drugs. I'm just in love." [Not on Drugs- Tove Lo] ************************************************** Let's suppose that two random University students, named Luke Hemmings and Ashton Irwin, get picked to be dorm mates wherein they share two beds, one closet, one T.V., three pillows, two blankets, and one room. What do they end up doing? Hating each other. Let's also suppose that they're both polar opposites, and they always fight for the remote when watching T.V.;they always bicker before going to sleep, they keep pranking each other, and not-so-worst of all, they steal each other's stuff just to piss off the other one. Now what do they end up doing? Possibly falling for each other. After all, they do have one thing in common, but not every love story has a happy ending.
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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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