Lashton Imagines

How you meet ~Ashton~

You were walking through the mass of loud people with (y/f/n), making a way for your seats you had purchased earlier that year to see All Time Low, one of your favorite bands. "This place is awesome. Maybe there will be some cute boys?" (Y/f/n) said to you in your ear. You rolled your eyes and playfully smacked her on the arm. "Will you shut up about boys and let me enjoy some good music?" You told her. She sat quietly, a smile still plastered on her face. Finally, the concert started and you and (y/f/n) were having a blast as you two enjoyed the music. In the middle of crazily jumping up and down to the beat, (y/f/n) elbowed you. "Ow! What?!" You yelled over the loud music. "Look! That boy over there is totally checking us out," she said practically squealing. You rolled your eyes again, sure he was only giving you both looks becuase you probably looked like maniacs with your sweaty faces and tangly hair from jumping around. The boy was pretty cute, you thought, but there was simply no way he was interested in you. The concert had eventually ended and you both got up to leave. As you walked back put through the wide walkways, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You were freaked out at first, not sure if you should turn around, but a soft voice caught your attention. "Excuse me, miss?" The voice sounded different, maybe Australian? You turned around and to your surprise, the boy who y/f/n swore was "checking you out"earlier was standing therr in front of you. He was extremely tall, compared to your small frame, his hair was a mess of curls on top of his head. "You left this at your seat," he said to you as he held out your pair of sunglasses. You reached out and grabbed them. "Thanks," you replied with a smile. "So, is All Time Low your favorite?" He asked, shoving his hands in his pockets. You nodded, still in shock that he was talking to you. "Yeah, I would say so, aside from a few other bands," you answered. "Oh? What other bands are you in to?" He asked. "Well, I like Blink-182, Green Day, 5 Seconds of Summer," His hazel eyes shot open when you spoke those last four words. "5 Seconds of Summer huh?" He said. You nodded. "Yeah, they're ok I've heard them a few times," you said smirking. You knew exactly that the boy talking to you was Ashton Irwin, the drummer for 5 Seconds of Summer, but you didn't want to cause a scene over it. You wanted to be able to spend the rest of the night talking to him, which you did.