5SoS Preferences and Imagines

4. Letter (Ashton)

Ashton:

The day you had to catch a plane to your new location with your family was the same day you realised your boyfriend; well EX-boyfriend, Ashton was a complete douche. You had received a text saying ‘We are over’ that was it. No sorry, no explanation just those 3 pathetic words. We. Are. Over. You were furious and refused to believe it was true. You rang him over and over but that coward never picked up. You pushed it out of your mind and tried to pretend that your whole relationship was just a dream. Not a lie. A dream. But that whole fantasy came crushing down to cold hard reality when you got on the plane and shoved in your earphones, revealing your song. Yours and Ashton’s song. Tears streamed down your cheeks. Did he even care? Did he ever care? These questions swarmed inside your head.

Three days had passed since your break up, it still felt like a recent slap in the face. You’d get up in the morning then relies there was no one you needed to send a ‘good morning <3’ text to. It hurt a lot because you felt as though you had fallen in love with him. But never truly admitted it and now you were so glad you didn’t. Unfortunately 10 tubs of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream couldn’t freeze the burning desire in your heart to kill Ashton. The boy you loved so much that with three words when used separately mean nothing, but together caused so much pain it felt like being hit by a train.

You hadn’t left your room much unless you needed food, water or the bathroom. Your family gave you space as you had asked them to, your parents checked on you every day. This day in particular your mum came in with an envelope and a neatly wrapped box finished off with a ribbon. Pretending to be sleeping you watched your mum place both items on your bedside table then leave. Once the door closed you sat up, grabbed the envelope and toke out the piece of paper.

Dear Y/N,

I’m such an idiot!

I know this is cowardly and insensitive and rude and downright stupid to ask. But I’m really sorry… I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness. You deserve someone so much better, someone that will treat you the way you should be treated and not break up over a lousy text without an explanation. The truth is I was scared, this sounds absolutely pathetic but i’m pouring my heart and soul on to paper cause it’s the only way I can possibly tell you without saying something stupid cause I can rewrite it over and over till it’s perfect, just like you. I was scared of everything changing, the change was obviously inevitable but I was stupid to call things off just because I was scared you were gonna be the one to break up with me because you found someone better or it’s just not working so I decided to take matters into my own hands without thinking about it thoroughly. I didn’t want to get my heart broken so I did it to you in the most assholish way and I am truly ashamed in myself. It would have to be a true miracle if you took me back. Its only been two days since you left but those two days have fely like an eternity in hell. I have 6 degrees of separation by the script on repeat because I know I fucked up more than a little… Y/N you mean everything to me, I want to make this work I don’t care if you find someone better as long as I can have you for a while longer and so you know I will always love you. I want you back so badly, im begging, pleading for you again I made the biggest mistake I could possibly make. Id rather you break my heart when you fall out of love rather than me break yours because I was scared… I don’t want you to hate me Y/N that is the last thing I want. I know you probably do and I sure as hell can’t blame you.

I Love You

Ash xx

PS: You can open the gift now, except yet again I’m gonna be an ass. Only open it when you make a clear decision if you want ‘us’ again

Fresh tears stained your cheeks and the paper, filled with Ashton’s emotions. You didn’t know wether to smile or cry because it is the sweetest thing you’ve ever read, almost as though it was right out of a fanfic but it was also written because his lack of trust in you. You put the letter back on your bed side table then rolled back into bed doing some long hard thinking, hoping you will wake up with an answer.

A|N I was going to leave it as a cliff-hanger here but then thought that is absolutely outrageous of me. I haven’t updated in, like, forever and now I’m going to be a bitch and leave y’all with no damn conclusion. That would just be down right rude. So here is my new year’s gift to you. Also thank you @bluedoo1 for your comments and votes highly appreciated ily.   Kisses T

A week had past since you received the letter. The pretty wrapped box still sat on your bedside table untouched. You had thought. Finally you came to an answer. A week of restless nights you knew the answer, you hated the fact you had to admit it to yourself but Ashton was the only thing that made you feel beyond happy and this feeling bubbled up again when you grabbed the box and untied the ribbon, carefully removing the sticky tape, lifting the flaps of wrapping paper. You take a deep breath in as you pull out a box and flip it open revealing a small note “I’m ecstatic you have chosen us because I honestly don’t know what I would do if you didn’t I have been a complete mess without you. Under this you will find my promise to keep loving you and only ever break your heart when this ring breaks.” You removed the paper and a ring with a small stone shimmers up at you. Your eyes glisten in happiness and you place it onto your finger then rush and call Ashton.

‘Y/N?” Ashton questions desperately

“Yes!”

“Y/N! uhm what’s your answer?” you hear him swallow hard

“I already said it” you grin

“Omg! Really??? Y/N I love you so, so much” His voice increasingly growing happier

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“I love you too”