flowers - cashton

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everyday calum walked home from school, and everyday he saw his friend ashton laying in the sunflower field with a cigarette in his lips. he always lay there with him, and sometimes during the summer or on the weekends cal would lay with him and smoke a joint or something. ashton had these beautiful hazel eyes and caramel curls that shone in the sunlight and stood out against the redundant yellow, brown, and green of the flowers. calum thought he was perfect. the only thing is, the maori boy had never heard ash say more than a couple words. he had never seen his house, or ashton in school with him. maybe he went to the school down the road.

he came everyday, till he got the news ashton overdosed and died.

hey guys! i was thinking about turning some of these blurbs into oneshots in a separate book! thoughts? ❤❤

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