Today, Monday morning, Michael had to leave for Sydney, and Ashton was unprepared. Three whole days without the faux redhead. The green-eyed boy had had to hold Ashton for hours before he left, promising over and over again that he'd be back. It didn't matter to the honey blonde, he was still going to break without him.
Two hours before Michael left, Ashton broke down, terrified of not having his lifeline with him at all times. He sobbed into Michael's shoulder, begging for him not to leave. He cried and cried until he couldn't. Cried until he couldn't do anything but hiccup and tremble. Already showing he couldn't handle being alone without Michael, and he hadn't even left yet.
Ten minutes after Michael left, Ashton was pulling strands of hair out with stress, he couldn't breath properly. It hurt him to be without Michael for even a short amount of time. Fifteen minutes after Michael left had left Ashton on the floor in the corner, crying and wheezing until his best friend Calum had walked into his apartment and saw him. He immediately crouched down to attempt to calm him down, but Ashton was completely inconsolable, nothing was working.
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Addicted- Mashton
FanfictionAshton's addicted to the smell, touch, smile, feel. Who knew a person could have this much effect on another?
