Is that Ashton Irwin ?
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Ongoing, First published May 19, 2016
Hayley Marks, a young, naive, innocent girl but insanely beautiful 
, with a shit group of friends and a shit situation at home thinks her life is really at its worst, the only thing that motivates her is 5 seconds of summer and their Music but most of all, Ashton Irwin, that beautiful specimen of a human being.

Hayley's life is once again her favourite word shit !! Next minute she has to pack everything and move to Australia, what a nightmare! But what happens when she meets Ashton fucking Irwin? Can he pick her up when she falls after an almost unimaginable series of events ? Can her save her ?
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