(Ashton's pov.)
I watch him as he opens the hospital doors in his ripped skinny jeans and red flannel. His blonde hair a mess, his lip ring not centred right, His legs look skinnier than a branch, his collar bones stuck out more than Pinocchio's nose does when he lies. The bags under his eyes looked heavier than the Grand Canyon. He looks horrible yet, he's still so perfect. At this point it was clear he was anorexic. Him and his mom were talking to the front desk while I was pretending to read the magazine in front of me. He started walking to the waiting room were I was. As He sat down I heard him mom say "I'm going to get some coffee, do you need anything?" He shook his head no. He looked over at me and I quickly looked back at the magazine I had. All of a sudden the nurse called my name "Ashton fletcher Irwin?" She said looking up from her clipboard she had in her hands. "That's me" I said gathering my stuff and standing up getting ready for yet another chemo session.
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Broken bones; lashton
FanfictionA lashton story. "He looked so perfect even when he said he didn't, or when he thought he wasn't." "and all I wanted was him" (Trigger warning: eating disorders,depression,anxiety)
