#ashtonirwinfluff

Warning: angst, tears, yelling,

Summary: Y/n and Ash need to stay in the same room, but it's digital if there not in the same page.

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Part2

It's was about 6pm and Y/n waited in the lobby of the hotel for the rooms to be sorted. 5sos had just landed in Toronto and naturally as the opening act, Y/n had travelled with them.

Being the opening act for 5 seconds of Summer was a pretty good gig, all the guys were great. Except Ashton, he was confusing. He'd acted normal for a while and just when Y/n would think they were becoming good friends, he'd be a dick for no reason.

Y/n couldn't understand what she would do wrong for him to be like this towards her. According to the other guys, they thought she was caring and kind all the time, accompanied by her sarcastic attitude, that is. Even when Ashton was being intolerable, Y/n tried her best to not be rude.

Sitting in the hotel chair was beginning to get uncomfortable and scrolling on her phone could only entertain Y/n for so long.

"Hey Y/n" Calum called getting her attention. "I'm so sorry but there was a mix-up with the rooms." He informed.

"Oh. Is there not enough rooms?" Y/n asked, there wasn't a problem if she had to stay somewhere else. She didn't mined.

"Well...No there is enough rooms. But you'd just have to share a room with Ash." Calum expressed an apologetic face.

Y/n thought for a second, she was never one to flip out over little mixups, Y/n understood that people make mistakes and that these things can happen.

"Oh that's fine, I don't mined a-"

"Can we go, I got the key card." Ashton interrupted, grumbling like a toddler who hadn't gotten his way.

"I was actually talking to Calum, can you just give me two seconds." Y/N excused.

"Yeah i'll give the time that it takes for me to get in the elevator and for the doors to close." The drummer spoke. "We only got one key, so we gotta go together. Unless you're good with sleeping in the lobby."

Y/n sighed, so he's in the being a dick stage again, fun. "Alright then." Y/n turned to Calum, bidding him goodbye before following Ashton.

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"Oh for fuck sake" Ashton huffed, seeing the room that he and Y/n would be sharing. A good view, Tv, nice bathroom, ONE bed.

"Oh, now I see why Cal seemed so sorry about telling me we had to share a room." Y/n thought out loud, setting her bags down so they would be out of the way.

"Why would he need to be sorry? What's wrong with having to share with me." The bit snapped a little offended.

"I don't know, mate. You're a real hoot to be around." Y/n sassed, causing Ashton to roll his eyes.

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Although she travelled the world opening shows, Y/n was doing online university classes in physics. She was sat on the hotel room floor, laptop and textbooks in front of her, as she did her studies. Ashton sat on the be watching tv.

"Jesus Christ! Do you have to type so fucking loud?!" Ashton whined.

Everyone has a breaking point and Y/n had reached it.

"For fuck sake! It's typing Ashton, it's not that loud! And if it is that distracting, then fuck off!" Y/n snapped.

Truth be told, Ashton really liked Y/n. Yes, as cliche as is, there was something about how she managed to hold her own and present a witty comeback to anyone who pissed her off, while still being the sweetest person he'd ever met, that just made him feel all funny inside.

That funny feeling scared Ashton a bit, it wasn't something he knew how to deal with yet. And that made him angry that he could process his own emotions. As a result he'd just block it out. Just like he was now blocking out the odd hurtful feeling he got after Y/n had yelled at him.

"Why are you being a bitch for?!" Ashton shouted getting up off the bed, Y/n standing up from the floor.

"Because I'm sick of your shit Ashton." Y/n explained in a calmer voice compared to her previous tone. " you're mean to me all the time and I don't understand why. I try to be as nice as I can, I really do. But when you're mean all the time i-"

"Well maybe I just don't like you no matter what you 'try' to do" Ashton blurted, without thinking about the weight of his words.

Y/n stopped, her socks very quickly became her main focus. Filled with anger at himself the drummer left the room without a word.

"....it hurts" Y/n finished her sentence, letting a tear fall and soak into the carpet.

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“When we go into town can we go to that one store? They sell those gummy bears that I love. Please!” I was so excited and Ashton just gave me a sly grin. “What?” I ask and he shakes his head. “They’re just gummy bears.” He says and I grab my heart. “Just gummy bears? Really?” I ask and he laughs.

“I’m kidding, of course, we can go by there and get some.” He reassures and I sigh contently.

“What else needs to go on our shopping list?” I ask and he shrugs. “We need milk I think.” He says and jots it down. “What about that one brand of sauce that you like? I can make some spaghetti tonight. We’ll need some noodles too.” I mention and he wrote it down.

“I love when you make spaghetti.” He admits, he seemed so happy about it. “Anything to please you.” I do a fake curtsy, he giggles loudly. “Anything else on the list?” He asks and I started to wrack my brain.

“Laundry detergent, face masks, oh and trash bags,” I say quickly, so many random items. He grabs his phone and wallet, putting them into his back pocket. He starts to come closer and more thoughts hit me.

“You said you need a battery for your watch, shaving cream, and more hair dye.” I blurt out and he stopped walking, turning to the counter to write down the rest of things I said. “Anything else, baby?” He asks and I pace around a little.

“Hamburger meat, chicken breasts for your moms birthday party, also decorations. You wanted some beer the other day and I forgot to bring it home. That’s it, I think.” I add to the list and he laughed more.

Our lives would be easier if we wrote down what we needed that day so when it was time to go out on our Saturdays, we’d be prepared. However, we’re forgetful people.

“Okay, if there’s anything else we can grab it there.” He smiles and I start to walk towards the door.

Right before I reach the handle, another thought hit me suddenly so I turn around quickly, my body hit his. “Cinnamon bread, you’ve been craving it for weeks and we always forget. I don’t want you to forget.” I exclaim and he had a huge grin.

He just kept looking down with a smile, he seemed amused yet intrigued. He looked up at me, his hazel eyes were like the movies, super sparkly and cliche. His grin became wider every second as he examined my confused face.

“What? Are you okay?” I ask and he laughs. “It’s just, you’re adorable. I literally have no idea what goes on in the pretty head of yours, I can always see when the wheels are turning.” He jokes and I pout.

“I just wanted to make sure you get the things you need, I know it’s annoying when you can’t remember what you need when we get into town.” I groan and he put his hand in mine.

“It’s just so cute to see you all caring and cute. I think it’s adorable and so loving, I like knowing you remember shit about me or what I’ve said.” He explains further and I smile.

“Of course I remember, I do know how to listen.” I sarcastically remark and he rolls his eyes. “I can’t tell if that was a jab at me or not.” He gripped my hips and pushed my body into his. I wrap my arms around his waist too.

“I mean if the shoe fits, Cinderella.” I joke and he started to giggle again. “You’re adorable, I swear.” He states as he grabs ahold of my cheeks. “I get that a lot.” I shrug my shoulders and he gasped dramatically.

“I refuse to acknowledge that last statement! I am the only to think you’re adorable, that is my thought only and no one else’s.” He scoffs antically. “I don’t know, my other 12 boyfriends think I’m adorable too.” I jokingly shrug once more.

“As long as I’m boyfriend #1, then I’m fine with any arrangement.” He jokes along and I smile. “You’re such a goof,” I tell him, he makes a smug look. “And you’re such a babe.” He winks and I roll my eyes.

I was expecting another joke or crack at the goof thing, but nothing came. I stare at him and he was searching my eyes longingly, I felt my cheeks heat up under his hands. “Baby, what?” I pout and he grins wider.

“I’m just so in love with you.” He sighs contently. He looks into my eyes and then at my lips, coming back up to my eyes. He connects our lips quickly and my heart was pounding, my breath was taken away.

He would detach our lips and then lean back on to peck my lips. “We’re going to be shopping until 10 o’clock and my gummy bear store closes at 9,” I mumble against him and he shrugs.

“Shopping and spaghetti don’t even sound good compared to right now.” He kisses my cheek and I push against his chest to detach myself.

“Man, I mention cinnamon bread and I’m suddenly being pounced on. We need to go before I mention that we’re out of salt.” I laugh loudly and open the door.

“Ugh, I express my love for you and all I receive back is buffoonery.” He yells childishly as he locks the door. I wait for him at the bottom step, my hand extended out for him.

He takes it in his and we walk toward the car. “I do love you Ash, a lot really. I know we’re both goofy a lot but I’m serious about my love for you. I wouldn’t even trade you for gummy bears.” I lean up to kiss his cheek.

 It was late, okay scratch that. It was late for you. You were tired after cleaning the house all day and early morning activities with Ashton you were pooped. So when the front door opened you were relived ready to snuggle up with him and watch a movie in bed. What you didn't expect was a puffy eye Ashton ignoring your glance. You immediately sprung up worry etched onto your normally calm face. “Ashton whats wrong,” You hands resting on his cheeks to get him to look at you. 

Which resulted in him looking at the floor instead. “Nothing, y/n. Im fine.” He spoke his voice cracking halfway through.

You bit your lip shaking your head at him your eyes landing on his unlocked phone. You quickly grabbed it from him, him protesting you to not. That didn't stop you, you just turned away. What you saw broke your heart, he was looking at his comments from the last photo they posted. Ashton looks tired, he doesn't even put effort into it. Least needed member of the band. God he got so unattractive. 

“Ashton,” You spoke softly turning to face him, he look defeated. His shoulders slumped and eyes staring at the ground. 

Your hands quickly found their way to his face pulling him to look at you, and when you did you noticed the tears in his eyes. Your heart broke even more and now you honestly wanted to cry. “Why do you listen to them, you know its not true.” 

“They're my fans, I expected them to be good. It's not like I fucking expected them to be all shit comments.” He harshly spoke stepping back away from me.

“I didn't mean it like that! God Ashton, I meant you know it's not true. Of course, you would be tired you have been working on this album for THEM non- stop!” I bit back, his face immediately softened

“Im sorry, I didn't mean to snap.” He replied stepping towards me to wrap me in a tight embrace. 

“And, my god in no way are you unattractive,” I spoke back kissing his neck giggling as he let out a throaty moan. 

it’s literally so hard to find even semi-serious gifs of luke because hes so soft and smiley. anyway! this is going to be a chapter fic! It will be posted randomly because I suck at posting when I’m supposed too!

heres my masterlist

I also tried to format this, like indent but it literally won't let me? On docs it was fine, but then I try here and it posts without indents. please enjoy! it’s not my best but I really like it! send feedback!

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  I never supported the fact that my brother was in a gang, who in their right mind would? He tried to keep me out of it as best as he could, but there were times that my safety was in jeopardy. In which case Calum would force me to stay locked up in his apartment, surrounded by members of his gang to protect me.

    It was late, the bar had just been cleared out by my manager, and I was currently finishing up cleaning. The loud sound of the front door opening caused me to let out a sigh of having to deal with another angry drunk.

    "The bar is closed, please don't try to start something," I stated, turning on the heels of my feet to see the person.

    I was surprised to see a 6ft blonde boy clad in a leather jacket staring back at me, a slight scowl on his face. Out of all people, Calum had to send Luke to get me, the person that I never got along with. It was like placing a cat and mouse in a room together, it never worked out.

    "Don't act so excited to see me doll, It's not like I want to be here either." Luke piped up, walking more into the poorly lit bar.

    I rolled my eyes, tossing the used rag onto the counter, before pulling off the old apron from my waist.

    "What happened now? Another threat towards me."

    "Close, Cal is just paranoid after a threat he got, but since he's not here he demanded you stayed with me. What a brilliant idea huh?" He sarcastically drew, leaning against the cold bar wall.

    "I can just stay at my apartment, no big deal."

    "And risk him biting my head off? No can do, grab your shit so we can leave. I don't want to wait all night for you." Luke bit back, sending me a quick glance before exiting the bar, the cold rushing in from outside.

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    Even though Luke irritated the fuck out of me, I was happy that I had him around in the worst times. He has been my brother’s friends since we were young, and we’ve always had this bickering attitude for each other, but I still cared for the blue-eyed boy.

   “Luke! That was my piece give it back.” I whined, reaching across the couch attempting to grab the piece of pizza.

    “You snooze you lose,” He said with a mouthful of pizza, laughing when I fell back into the couch with a large huff.

    A loud ringing sound went through his large apartment, his hand going to grab the black handgun lying on his coffee table, quickly standing up to his feet. I followed suit, hiding behind the tall man, his hand instinctively reaching out behind him, assuring that I was still in fact behind him. He cursed when a gunshot rang through the apartment, quickly dragging us along to his room locking the door and texting for backup on his phone.

    “Dammit,” Luke paced the small room, stopping at his night table to quickly pull out another gun, wordlessly handing it to me.

    “Luke-” I paused when he shook his head at me, pushing my small frame towards the bathroom.

   “Lock the door, I have a key, If they force their way in, its not me and you need to shoot.”

    The anger didn’t leave his face as he quickly shut the door, my hands moving to quickly lock the door. I’ve had threats towards me, but never had they ever gotten to this point. Calum made sure that anyone and everyone he cared about was safe, and that included his younger sister.

    “Open the door,” A gruff voice spoke, definitely not Luke’s.

   My body froze, the bathroom feeling smaller as the seconds went by. Suddenly the whole apartment went quiet, and the only sounds were my breathing. The doorknob jiggled sending my mind back into a frenzy as I gripped the gun tighter in my clammy hands.

   Luke appeared in the doorway and the tears that had been waiting to fall finally started rolling down my cheeks, the gun slipped from my hand, my feet carrying me over to Luke. I surprised myself by wrapping my arms around him, he responded back allowing me to cry into his shirt.

    “Doll we need to get out of here, head to Cal’s safe house.” His voice was soft in my ear, hands running across my back in a comforting manner.

  After a few moments of silence, I wordlessly nodded my ahead, allowing the Australian boy to lead me out of his destroyed apartment. Other gang members, were currently cleaning up the mess, my eyes diverting anywhere but the bodies that lay on the floor.

  “Keep your eyes on me, love, don’t look at it.”

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    Luke had just gotten off the phone with Calum, alerting him of everything that has been going on. Even after Calum apologized profusely for not being able to come home, due to gang business, I was still mad at him. His gang business is the reason we were even in this situation, Calum was all I had left, and his stupidity constantly put a toll on me. All my friends stopped talking to me after our plans were constantly canceled due to my safety, and it pushed them over the edge when they never got a reason. Just a simple text, sorry, I can’t go tonight xx.

    Even working was hard, all I wanted was a normal life. Family comes first, he would always say, so I’d ignore my loneliness in hopes of Calum staying happy.

   “You know I care for you right?” Luke broke the silence of the car, taking his eyes off the road for a second to give me a glance.

    “Hard to believe, I assumed you did this all for Calum.”

    “You know that isn’t true. I’ve known you forever, You’re not just Calums hot sister anymore.” Luke cockily said, sending me his usual boyish smirk.

trying to both fit into a bunk but getting squished either way

seeing him in his happy place every night

lots of him being exhausted and being the little spoon

movie marathon

stopping at walmart and watching him try to buy the dumbest shit

"cal, it's literally fabric. get a blanket"

him refusing and getting the fabric anyway

realizing it wasn't $5 but $5 a yard and teasing him uncontrollably about it later

going back to the bus and and him getting mad you won't share your blanket with him.

"go cuddle with your fabric."

you letting him use your blanket anyway.

lots of long nights with the boys