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Psycho. // Lashton // AU

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He grinned wickedly, twirling the knife in his hands.
  
"You're sick," Ashton spat at him, tugging at the ropes again, but still to no avail.
  
"Hm, I prefer free." He countered, walking closer as his grin was ever so present. "Free to do what I want. Nothing holding me back. Doesn't that sound... great?"
  
"Not when I'm a fucking prisoner." Ashton growled, still tugging at the ropes.
  
"But my poor Ashy, you're not my prisoner," he caressed the boy's cheek, his smile becoming more caring than wicked, "you're my boyfriend. And the only reason why you're in that chair, is because you would run away if you're not. And you can't leave me."
  
Ashton gulped as the knife got pressed to his neck. He had stopped his resistance, knowing it would only cause the knife to touch him and he definitely did not want that. "That makes me a prisoner."
  
He growled, turning around and walking a few steps away. "You're not!" He snapped, turning around and looking at the tied up boy with angry blue eyes.
  
"Then let me go!"
  
"No." And with that, he left the room with the door slamming shut loudly. Leaving Ashton with nothing but himself, his thoughts his only company.
  
~•~
  
Or where Ashton is in a famous band and is living the dream, until one fan has other plans for him.
  
~•~
  
Psycho © PanicCliffordx
2016
All Rights Reserved.All Rights Reserved

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Prisoner *a Ziall fanfic* by Ashley_BLEHHHHH

Prologue: I look down at hands, which are roped to the chair, and the same goes for my feet. The metallic red liquid, drips of my busted lip, onto my blue jeans. I hear mumbling outside the door, I can't really make out what they are saying though. I really don't remember why i'm here or how I got here, but I have a feeling in my gut i'm not gonna get out any time soon. well I should probably introduce my self My names Niall Horan, and i'm 19 years old, I was just visiting my best friend Liam Payne for the summer, but I now highly doubt i will ever see him again. I wonder what they want from me, it wont be for something good though I know it. I hear the door open, and foot steps coming towards me, I dont bother to look up from my pants. I hear the terrible sound of a metal chair scrapping across the floor. The sound stops right in front of me, I slowly look up to see someone dressed in all black, black skinny jeans, a plain black shirt, a black leather jacket, black boots, yeah you get my point. The boy sitting right in front of me is beautiful, yes i'm gay get over it, brown golden eyes that make you want to jump into them and drowned in pure joy, perfectly styles hair, it looks like he spends a LOT of time on that. "so blondie, your finally awake" he smirks at me, hmm, thats a sexy smirk "why am I here?" I ask sharply, he gets up fron his seat and sits on my lap, "you are here because you are now my..." "your what?" he slowly bring his lips to my ear and whispers "prisoner"

Dream c.h by SofiaBates

Dream, Something you want, you wish for it, you need it. With the depressing state of mine I am in people try and get me to say what I would change about my life. Anything. I would always respond "Nothing," because I didn't know what I would change. Nothing to wish for at 11:11 Nothing to wish on for shooting stars Nothing to wish for when I through a penny in the fountain, Nothing. Nothing to dream about. Then it clicked, I couldn't count the amount of times I had said ",You don't get it," all the times I longed for him to hold me while I cry and say nothing while I cry. Him He understands me He holds me He is patient with me Him Only one problem, I don't know who he is. I couldn't finally respond when they asked me what I would change. He would be here, He is my dream.

Wherever You Are || a.i by irwingirlduhh

"So that's it? After all we've been trough together?" "I'm sorry, Ashton." "No, it's okay. I understand. But I'll never forget you because I had the best time in my life with you. And there's not a day I regret. And whenever you're sad, when you have a bad day. Remember that there's this stupid boy in Australia that fell so hard for you and you once loved back, and remember that this boy, he's always with you. Everywhere. I love you, my girl. I always will."

Somewhere New ~5SOS Fanfic~ (IN EDITING) by sad-smiling-child

Ashton Irwin thought that he went to a perfect school. Turns out he was totally wrong when bullies started to target him. Trying to escape his tormentors, he moves to Melbourne, to attend Hemsin High. Expecting to have the time of his life in Melbourne, things are finally starting to get better for him. But will Melbourne be just as bad as Brisbane? Will he find people made just for him?

Kidnapped...to be his by ___andreaaaa

"P-please i-if you let me go I won't tell anyone." She pleaded. He looked at her and laughed. "Like I'm supposed to believe you?" He said. He just looked at her as she cried. "You hungry?" He asked. She couldn't even answer so her stomach answered for her. "I take that as a yes. I'll be back, don't go no where." He smiled and left the room. She tried toying with the ropes but it was no use. She was stuck. So she waited and cried. She thought about her life and freedom. But that was cut short when he walked back in the room. "Miss me?" He asked. Her body shook in fear as he got closer. "It's okay, Andrea. You don't have to be scared." He said rubbing her face. Without thinking, she spit on him. I think you know what happens next. Her punishment. WARNING: THIS BOOK WILL HAVE ADULT SITUATIONS AND THE ACTIONS THAT CHRIS TAKES WILL BE OUT OF THE ORDINARY AND CRAZY. IF YOU DON'T THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT, PLEASE DO NOT READ.

Over and Over (Lashton) by myhellismymind

Ashton is okay right now. He's always like this after a bad bout. He starts off saying that the world is his oyster and he loves everyone, but when the energy and fresh success fades, so does he. Luke knows. He knows about all of Ashton's problems. He knows about the time Ashton was bullied nearly to the brink, the family deaths and friend losses, and the ups and downs, the latter of which seem to be more common lately. It's been so easy lately for Ashton to slip after a joke gone wrong, or a jab on Twitter. Ashton always says he's sorry, repeating it again and again if only to convince himself. Luke knows he's sorry, knows that he can't help it. And he'll sit by the bathtub for hours, holding Ashton, to make sure that he knows someone loves him. None of the other boys know. Ashton couldn't bring himself to tell them and face their disapproving stares too, and he wouldn't let Luke tell them, so he's stuck in this half state of secrecy and confession to Luke. Ashton hasn't gone too far yet, not far enough that Luke can't patch him up with gauze, antibiotics, and a long hug. But someday, someday, Luke knows Ashton won't be able to take it anymore, and Ashton will die. And Luke will be all alone.

Want You Back by heykylaa

"Any way, what happened next?" I smile sympathetically. I wasn't going to push more out of him because I know thinking about it drains him physically and emotionally. So I lean my head on to his shoulder and think. "A promise I knew I couldn't keep." •Ashton Irwin AU• *I wrote this when I was 14/15, which is too long ago for me to like to admit, so logical no. Pure teenage angst and complex drama? Absolutely. Please enjoy this as a guilty pleasure reading lol.*

We Won't Give Up × Luke Hemmings by cuddlinghemmings

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5SOS Preferences by UnicakeYehet

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Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson) by British-1D-Irish

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