Dear Ashton,
I could hardly contain my happiness right now. Did you know that I was practically grinning the entire bus ride home? I knew that people were staring at me weirdly, but I could hardly even care because they don't know how happy you just made me.
You asked me for my number earlier today, for reasons unknown to me, but I didn't look into it much because I was only hung up on the fact that you just asked me for my number. I did what was asked of me, of course, and gave you my number and I was practically jumping for joy the moment my phone displayed a new text from an unknown number, one that happened to be yours.
I could now talk to you anytime I wanted, all because we exchanged numbers.
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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
