"So Arabella."
I ran my fingers across
The smooth record stacks
And watched her lips curve into a frown.
"So Mystery Boy."
"I'm Ashton."
"So Ashton."
I chuckled and grabbed her hand
"Come with me."
She gave me a strange look
One of confusion and horror
"Don't kidnap me."
I took her hand in mine
And our hands fit together like
Blankets and tea
A lock and a key
The moon and the stars.
I took her down the street
To the coffee shop
Where we both ordered
A large cup of green tea.
"I've never met a guy
As straightforward
Yet oddly fascinating
As you are, Ashton."
A smile formed on my lips
Making her blush
As she sipped her tea.
"And I've never met a girl
As beautiful
Yet sadly broken
As you are, Arabella."
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they are so cute
i ship them
ashabella????
YOU ARE READING
the arctic monkeys series [5sos]
Fanfiction"i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens." (cover by elle)