Let me draw you// Ashton Irwin FF English Version

Let me draw you

I walk into the classroom, finally my favorite class but not because I like the subject, just 'cause I'll see the guy I fell in love with: Ashton Irwin. Ash is one of the most popular boys in the school and moreover he plays in a band with his best friends Luke Hemmings, Calum Hood and Michael Clifford, he's  the 5 Seconds Of Summer drummer; I don't understand why they are called 5 Seconds Of Summer if they're in four, it's funny!

I'm sitting in the back row when I see him coming in the classroom, he's perfect. He smiles showing those dimples ( or I should say lavers) that made me literally lose my mind, I'd like to know how deep they are putting a finger on them... I know that it's stupid. He takes a sit in the front row next to Calum Hood.

I pull out my sketchbook even if this is History class and I look at him, he's handsome. I sharp my pencil and I begin to draw starting from his face. I've always compared him to a hamster because when he smiles he has swollen cheeks, hey... the hamster is one of my favorite animals!

After that I draw his eyes. His eyes, God... I'd be watching them forever, I get lost in them whenever I look at them. Are they brown with green shades or green with brown shades? They're impossible to describe.

Then I draw his nose, it's small. I'd like to touch it with the tip of my index... I know that it's stupid but it's my wish.

The favorite thing about him is his mouth when it hatches in a smile, genuine, spontaneous, not to mention his laugh, peaceful, never forced or hysteric, so I draw that smile.

Lastly I draw his hair, I'd like to sink my fingers in it, I think his hair is soft. But I prefer him with long hair and his blue bandana ready to tame it, but even with short hair and without bandana he's perfect.

I have lots of portraits of Ashton at home in my sketchbook: smiley, sad, angry and concentrated. The worst portrait I've ever made is the one where Ash cries after having a fight with his girlfriend. If he found out what I hide he'd understand that I'm in love with him, he would laugh, this the reason why I don't never leave my drawings unattended. Nobody knows about my portraits.

I'd compare Ashton to a flower because if you don't take care of him he will wither, more specifically to a Sunflower, always cheerful and smiley, sunny like a summer day, appreciated by everyone for his lively beauty and his simplicity. So I decide to draw that Sunflower next to his beautiful face even if this portrait will never honor him.

The bell rings, sign that the class is over. I close my sketchbook and I look at Ashton for the last time, aware that he will never be mine.

Just let me draw you.

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