Dear Ashton,
I saw you today in the school hallways. You were leaning against your locker with your right hand shoved into the pocket of your jeans, a bright smile adorning your beautiful face as you spoke with your blonde best friend. I swore my heart stopped the moment you glanced over my way, the smile on your face not disppearing in the slightest. I knew you weren't looking at me, I knew you weren't smiling at me, I knew you didn't notice me. But I didn't care. The thought of you looking at me, the thought of you smiling at me, and the thought of you noticing me was enough to make me the happiest person alive.
I don't understand why I feel this way, but I know that being able to love you from afar is enough.
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SHE'S NOT ME ( ASHTON IRWIN )
Fanfictionin which a lovestruck teen writes letters to a boy who is in love with someone else ( cover template by @estreIIas ) jess © 2016
