I have always wanted to speak to Ashton but I could never work up the nerve to.
He is so dreamy and so perfect. But I am me, a failure and worthless.
Just a few months ago we both finished school. We had only communicated once but that once was enough to capture my heart.
I was just sitting around at home and I heard a noise out the front so I looked out the window, making sure I was hidden by the curtain. It was him. Ashton was outside and he was getting out of his car.
Ashton Irwin, the boy I loved in high school, was on my property.
