The 5SOS Imagine Compilation

Imagine 37: Ashton Fletcher Irwin (Stranger)

Imagine 37: Ashton Fletcher Irwin (Stranger)
inspired by a thing i remember reading on tumblr

Never would you have expected that the guy standing behind you at the cashier line would be holding your hands in his large one five minutes later, trying to get you to stop crying.

This unsettling feeling has been floating around your chest for as long as you remember, the voices filling your ears, blocking out any and every coherent thought, making the tears fall harder, your hands shaking in his firm yet gentle grip.

He looked at you as if you were a work of art, a story waiting to be told, and you weren't entirely sure if it was genuine, the paranoid part of you kicking in.

He leaned in closer from the other side of the low coffee table, trying to get you to look up from the floor and at him.

"Hey," he nudged, "everything is going to work out." He said, his gentle voice washing the voices in your head away like a tidal wave. "It'll be okay."

You looked up at him with a sad expression, the curly haired stranger looking at you with determination, his deep dimples and calming smile almost putting a smile on your face as well.