unknown number; hey sweetheart
Ashton; jfc
unknown number; jfc?
Ashton; jesus fucking christ
unknown number; oh
unknown number; okay
Ashton; seriously why do you keep texting me idk who you are
unknown number; bc I'm making your wishes come true remember???
Ashton; but you're not?
unknown number; I bet I could
Ashton; right
unknown number; what is your wish then
Ashton; all time low tickets I thought we went over this
unknown number; okay ;-)
Ashton; good luck with that
Ashton; hello?
Ashton; dude where did you go
Ashton; whatever I didn't want to talk to you either
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Walking into school the next day all Ashton wanted to was go home. Opening his locker the last thing he'd expect to see was a letter fluttered out and to the floor.
Picking it up, he saw his name was written on it with a smiley. He looked around to see if anyone was looking at him and when nobody was he finally opened it.
Gasping softly his heart began to race, "What the fuck." He muttered trying to contain his excitement as he pulled out one All Time Low fourth row ticket and a vip one along with a messy handwritten note that read:
hey baby,
told you I'd make your wish come true, don't underestimate me love :)
sincerely,
I guess you could call me your secret admirer bc damn I love admiring your pretty self ♡
Ashton couldn't believe what he was holding.
Looking around once again he sighed softly, he needed to know who the person was.
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Ashton; no fucking way
unknown number; ??
unknown number; oh did u get the little surprise? :-)
Ashton; who are you
Ashton; I love you so much rn you don't understand
Ashton; didn't that cost like a fortune?
unknown number; :-) that was the plan and nah it was nothing
Ashton; who are you
unknown number; can't tell you that babe
Ashton; but I need to know so I can properly thank you on Twitter
unknown number; sorry I gotta go my phones dying it's at 87%
Ashton; oh okay
Ashton; wait
Ashton; -.-
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this story is so dumb I'm sorry (but I really like writing it)