beth ashton

Cuddle Me!!

Louis: When did we get a kitten?

Harry: I found them.

Louis: Them? There is more then one?

Harry: Yes I named all of them already! There is Avery, Adam….

Louis: Harry…

Harry: Ashton, Ace, Beth, Calum……

Louis: Harry…..

Harry: Michael, Luke, Liam, Louis, Niall, Zayn……

Louis: Harry can you just cuddle me right now?

Stupid Feelings (Ashton Irwin Imagine) Chapter 5

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My eyes locked with Ashton’s as he walked towards us. The floor creaked as he strutted towards us. Beth moved to my side and I could see the look of panic on her face.  

“Oh, Ashy. I-I was just getting to know your little friend h-” she was cut off by Ashton’s booming voice.

“Shut up. I heard everything. We,” he gestured between her and himself, “are finished. Pack your bags and get out.” His eyes moved from her to me and his expression softened. His hazel eyes were soft until she spoke again.

“What? You can’t jus-”

“I can do whatever the fuck I please, and I want you out of here and away from Y/N…now.” His face was red with anger and I could tell she was afraid. I had never even seen him that mad before. Beth didn’t say another word, but turned around slowly and walked into her and Ashton’s room to grab her things. After the door closed, Ashton approached me. I didn’t realize my hand was still on the cheek that Beth slapped until Ash grabbed my wrist and replaced my hand with his own. “Are you alright?” he whispered. I could smell the alcohol on his breath and his words were slightly slurred, but he wasn’t full out drunk.

“I’m fine. She didn’t hit me that hard.” I lied. She slapped the bejesus out of me. His eyes traveled up and down my body, making sure I was alright, but then they landed back on my eyes.

“Come with me?” He said softly, before grabbing my hand. He pulled me down the stairs and before I knew it, we were outside. We passed the parking lot, and climbed down the hill to reach the dock. I’m not the best swimmer so I was hesitant to go out on it.

“Trust me.” He smiled and intertwined our fingers. He walked me to the end of the dock and I stopped a few feet behind him because there is no way I’m going all the way out there.

“Is this the part where you kill me and throw my body into the lake?” I asked sarcastically, earning a smile from his lips.

“It’d be easier than what I’m about to do.” He whispered, thinking I couldn’t hear.

“What? What do you mean, Ash?” I cocked my head to the side. He didn’t answer, he just turned around and grabbed my face in his hands and he kissed me. Finally. It took me making out with some other guy and his girlfriend abusing me to make him admit he loved me. There was a faint taste of whiskey on his lips, but undeniably, he tasted like Ashton. Our lips moved together perfectly and it was like a moment suspended in time. He pulled away all too soon and placed his forehead on mine.

“You don’t believe anything she said, do you?” His eyes were closed and he was panting from our kiss. I shook my head and kissed his nose.

“Ashton, she was right about one thing though. I do have feelings for you.” I sighed and he connected our lips again. His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me into him. I had been waiting for this moment since we were in high school, but there was a voice screaming in my head, telling me that this was not the time to confess our love for each other.

“We have to go, Ash.” I moaned into his lips. He sighed and pulled away slowly, lingering his lips over mine.

“Freddie, right?” He groaned and my eyes widened. Crap, I just cheated on my fake boyfriend. Now he thinks I’m a cheater.

“Yeah, I have to end things with him first. It’s not fair to him.” I kissed his cheek before turning and walking back to the house.  

I ran up to my room and Freddie was awake and sitting on the bed, reading.

“Hey, pretty girl. You look happy.” He smiled and I jumped onto the bed.

“You’ll never guess what happened!” I squealed.

“Well, I heard the whole Ashton and Beth thing. She stormed out of the house about 20 minutes ago and screamed ‘fuck you Ashton’ before driving off.” He chuckled.

“Well after all that, Ashton took me to the docks and he kissed me!” I giggled and I could feel my cheeks heat up at the memory. Freddie smiled and gave me a hug.

“Congrats.” He said softly and I pulled away.

“Alright, what’s wrong with you now?” I sighed.

“Was he the reason you were crying earlier?” His face was stern and he held my gaze for a moment. I nodded slowly.

“But, it wasn’t like that. He jus-”

“I don’t think he is good for you, Y/N.” he spit out really fast and I just sat there with my mouth open. “I hated seeing you so hurt today. I wanted to go and beat him to a pulp, but I didn’t know if he was the reason. You deserve better than him.” He reached a hand out to touch my cheek, but I pulled away.

“No, you don’t have a say in this. You are just a friend who was helping me out.” I snapped, getting angrier.

“You really think I did this because I wanted to help you into another man’s arms?” His voice raised and he stood up from the bed. Alright, now I am really confused. “I agreed to this so you could see how you should be treated. He will never treat you like I can.” He groaned and put his face in his hands.

“Fred, you know how I feel about Ashton. I love him. I’m sorry, but I don’t see you like that.” I tried to make my voice as soothing as possible. Freddie glanced up at me with glazed over eyes. He sniffed loudly and began gathering his things.

“What are you doing?” I asked softly.

“I’m going to call a cab and I’m going home.” He said, not looking at me.

“No, you’re still my friend, and I want you to stay and have fun.” I whined, but he shrugged.

“I’m not going to stay here and watch you be with some guy I know isn’t right for you.” He snapped as he walked out the door. How many people are we going to piss off today?

The last episode of The Walking Dead:

Everyone’s dead, besides Rick, and Rick is sitting in a house getting ready to shoot himself when Ashton Kutcher jumps out of the closet and yells “You’ve just been punk’d!” and then everyone who was ever on TWD comes in

✖️ Masterlist ✖️


#1 - Babysitting together 4/4

#2 - Piercings they like on you 4/4

#3 - Concert they take you to 4/4 

Song preferences

#1 - ‘Oh Calamity’ - All Time Low


They’re hockey players - Mashton

Warped tour - Michael

Pregnancy cravings - Michael

First kiss - Luke



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[Last updated: 29.9.14]


Transferring schools halfway through the year was rough to say the least. Being at a completely new school and knowing no one, besides my roommate, made it difficult to connect with new people and campus life. Most nights were spent in my room studying and hoping my stint of loneliness would end soon. Weeks had gone by before my hopes finally came true.

“Y/N, you need to get out of this room and socialize,” Y/R/N scolded, hands on her hips and a hard pout on her face, “I can’t have people thinking I have a shut in for a roommate, now c’mon, we’re going to the baseball game.” Before giving me a chance to protest, a large piece of fabric was thrown at me. Pulling it from my lap and examining it, it became clear that it was a baseball shirt custom made for our school.

“Lets go, we’re going to be late!” Turing from me, Y/R/N made her way out of the room and down the hall, fully expecting me to be behind her. Figuring I had nothing to lose, I stood from my desk, slipping the large shirt over the one I was currently wearing, and followed her out of our dorms and to the baseball fields.

The game was halfway through by the time we made it to the fields, sitting with Y/R/M’s large group of friends on the bleachers. I sat there, silent, watching and trying to understand the game in front of me, none of it making sense, when all of a sudden something caught my attention. 

Watching the glorious butt moving in front of me, I couldn’t help but admire the way the gray baseball pants accentuated it. Unfortunately, the one wearing them turned and entered the dugout. Almost immediately after the boy disappeared, I could feel a jab in my side, making me look up at my roommate, shooting an amused look my way, “What was that?!” A smirk grew on her face as she looked between me and the field.

“Wh-what was what?” I stuttered trying desperately to cover up what she had just caught me doing. Y/R/N leaned in, whispering so only the two of us could hear.

“Do you have a thing for Calum?!” 

“What, who?”

“Don’t act dumb, I saw you staring at him!” Sitting up, her face grew smug, eyeing me up and down and making me uncomfortable, “You should go for it,”

“I, uh-”

Up next to bat, Calum Hood!” The announcer’s voice came through the speakers, grabbing the attention of the crowd.

Turning to the field, I watched as a tall, tan and beautiful boy walked from the dugout and up to home base. Not only is he blessed with a nice butt, but a nice face as well. I thought to myself as I watched him tap his bat against the toe of his cleats. 

“Your man is up to bat Y/N, pay attention!” Y/R/N nudged my side again, making my shake my head as I continued to watch the field, seeing the boy from before walk out to home plate. 

Standing there, as he waved the bat around and getting ready for the pitch, Calum stood there, his glorious behind moving in motion with the swaying of his bat. 

And this is how the rest of the game went on. Calum going up to bat, me staring at the glorious gift god gave him, and me thanking him for making baseball pants a thing, until eventually the game ended. Standing up, I sped out of the bleachers trying to make it back to the dorms.

I was almost in the clear, the dorms clear in sight, when a hand landed on my shoulder, making me stop in my tracks. Slowly looking over my shoulder, I came face to face with a wide grin which belonged to none other than Calum Hood. 

“Hey, uh, I’m Calum!” Sticking out the hand that was once placed on my shoulder was now stretched out awaiting my own. Hesitantly, I placed my hand in his, shaking slowly as a small, nervous smile grew on my face.

“Y/N, it’s a pleasure.” I choked out, trying not to lose what little cool I had keeping me together. 

“I’m sure it is,” he smirked, an eyebrow raising in my direction as he looked me up and down, making me shift back.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I saw you staring at me. I hope you enjoyed the show, I don’t shake my butt that much for just anyone,” winking at me, my face turned bright red in realization that he had caught me staring.

“Oh, no, I-”

“Don’t deny it, I saw you with my own eyes. Now, here’s what we’re going to do about it,” Crossing his arms, Calum’s face turned serious as he looked me dead in the eye, “I won’t report you to the school board for sexual harassment, if you come with me to the teams victory party tonight.” Popping his hip out slightly, Calum threw his hand out again, wanting to sake and make the deal official, a playful grin growing on his face.

Pursing my lips and shaking my head, I placed my hand in his and shook, “Deal.”

my new one shot called San Francisco Savior is based on the song Michael by Emily Kinney (even though its about Luke), which is the song that this is from

so all you Michael girls might want to listen to that song and pretend its about him if you want to hear sweet things about him! 


I’m bored and home alone and so that means I'mma do some ships (might even hit my goal in the process)


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Day 1 - Laser Tag Luke


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Day 1 - Luke

Girls POV

“Okay girls, I may as well ask you what team colour you I want whilst we wait for the other team.” The short, balding man looked expectantly to me at the front of the four, the other three pairs of eyes following him. My face burned in the semi-darkness of the prep room as my eyes flickered around, landing on a random colour.

“Red? Red.” I confirmed it as I started towards the jackets, attached to their neon guns securely, only pausing a few steps after the man as the late group entered, pushing each other around playfully. They straightened up at the sight of the impatient worker, tapping his foot on the carpet.

“Sorry we’re late,” A vivid redhead coughed a few times before he spoke in his deep chuckle. The other boys made affirming noises as I looked from face to face. Behind the dyed and pierced boy, towered a blonde with a pierced lip, another blonde with dimples in his ever-growing smile as his eyes flicked on us too, and a caramel toned boy with thick, dark curls. A jolt ran through me as I realised, blinking a few times whilst my brows knitted together.

“Wait, we’re playing with, with them?” My voice sounded disgusted as I blushed to meet my internal embarrassment. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for it to sound so-“

“Scared of losing?” The dark haired boy grinned, cocking an eyebrow as they all cooed in response. My cheeks died down as I grinned wickedly at them.

“What colour lads?” The man, name tag reading Paul, sighed as the dimpled boy whooped.

“Red. The colour of the blood of our rivals.” I heard my friends snort behind me, crossing my arms with a sweet smile.

“Taken. Sorry not sorry.”

“Is that so?” He mused, tapping his chin. “Fine, I see how it is. Best be blue then.”

“Sorry not sorry?” The blonde grimaced. “What are you, twelve?”

They sniggered as Paul walked around, shoving guns into their chests as they programmed their names into it and we did the same in our small circle.

“What are you doing?” Lana breathed heavily as her name shone across her chest on the bib. I laughed gently. “Stop laughing! They’re really cute; don’t get all cold and stone like always!” I shoved her lightly, my head cocking to their corner where newly appointed names shone in blue. My eyes stuck on Luke, his tall frame making it easy for me to see his calling. I trailed from his black converse up, until I reached his face where I noticed his eyes were also happily staring at me. I turned back to Lana quickly, noting the dark haired boy ‘Calum’ had his dark eyes glued to her as I spun, gulping slightly as I finally replied.

“Its trash talking, Lan, it’s all good fun. Calums looking at you.” I whispered as I cocked my laser gun, ready for the so called battle.

“You can have red then, that’s fine.” Michael, the pierced and colourful boy lead the other three to us as we turned. “But you can’t have first place as well.”

“We’ll just have to see which team is better, I guess.” I said confidently whilst they all shivered mockingly.

“Ooh, you put on a scary front but I think you’re all talk and no shot.” Ashton, the remaining boy winked at Beth who stood to my left.

“Start the game by pressing the button when you go in. Note, I said game.” Paul pushed past our weird stand off and exited, his bored tone following him as we headed for the opposite door, our guns clutched tightly.

“Try not to take it too hard when you lose.” I commented casually, Luke swinging his gun over his shoulder.

“Losing is the worst. Ever. Therefore…”

“See you on the other side, losers.” Calum shouted suddenly, all four of them breaking off in a run as the action started. My group ran to the right immediately, finding a ramp in the darkness as we stumbled up it, gaining higher ground and a good view of the maze, my eyes instantly drawn to the glowing blue vibe from the far right corner. My friends broke off, instantly realising we all had good shooting point, as I went to the far side, angling the gun to shoot to the corner and dimming the light instantly as I shot.

“HEY!” Screams of protest were heard, only one blue light remaining.

“Split up!” Olivia whispered hurriedly as we all nodded, running off to the different ways off our platform to different corners as we went. I heard a broken laugh behind me, footsteps catching up to me quickly as I giggled. Yelping as a hand closed around my wrist, surprisingly gently for the disjointed situation I was pulled, a gun pressed into my back as mine lost its light.

“No!” I whined, turning round to watch Luke grinning in the dark, his face illuminated by his glow.

“Sorry, Y/N was it? I couldn’t see before I shot you.” He winked, a scowl gracing my face as he ran before I could power back up.

Many shots followed, more on my team’s part and it soon became apparent that we were wiping the floor with them and that they probably werent going to pull it back before the end of the game.

“I admire your fight! But you may as well give up now, there’s no winning us! We’re epic!” I shouted into the air above the walls, black surrounding as I panted and my heart continued to pound uncomfortably. My back was pressed against a wall on the corner, watching both corridors that approached me and eliminating most threats.

“Never!” I heard a voice echo from elsewhere in the maze, recognised as Ashton whilst giggles erupted from hiding spaces around the room.

“I have Olivia! Calum has Lana! Ashton has Beth! Y/N, baby, give it up! We’ll get you!” Michael shouted as the girls laughed more in chorus. No doubt they were enjoying being held by these hot strangers, but I had other ideas. My heart raced, adrenaline pumping through my veins, my head shaking with indecision. I could give myself up, the idea that only Luke was left toying with my mind – I didn’t mind being captured by him at all. Shaking my head further, I rejected the thought. Winning was the only option.

A slight shift in the shade of the blackness caught my eye, aware that Luke was probably sneaking just on the other side of the screen I leaned on. My eyes narrowed, a grin taking over my face as I began to move too, silently running up the ramp that we had found earlier, only pausing when I heard a slight creak and realised that he was coming up the other side.

Panic overcoming me and my breath coming out in quick pants, I retreated, keeping my front to the top where I was certain Luke would shortly appear.

I crouched gently to the right, the only exit from the slope that he could take and settled silently, my knuckles white against the glow of the gun. Sure enough, I soon heard the soft and careful patter of converse against the hard floor, until a quick ‘ah ha!’ sounded.

“I see the light!” He hollered from the slope, soon running as I stood quickly, confused at a huge crash that followed his loud exclamation.

I rounder the corner, covering my instant smile with a hand to avoid laughter at the sight of Luke on the floor, rolling around as he groaned.

“Hey!” He yelped, not realising I had stuck around and scrambled for his gun that was a few meters away, my finger flexing my trigger before he even touched it. The audible power down of the gun caused him to flop down onto his back as I went to kneel next to him. His lean fingers rubbed at his nose, teeth tugging his lip harshly whilst I giggled.

“There’s a wall there – you know.” I stated as he squinted, opening an eye gingerly to look at me as the overhead lights came on to signal the end.

“I realised.”

“Well you aren’t bleeding.” I reasoned, patting his shoulder as his hand went to his forehead to aid his theatrics.

“Alas, I am! Inside! The blood of defeat runs through me!” I snickered gently at his acting, watching the six other people round the corner to view us.

“Of course we shouldn’t have left it to Luke! He’s the only one that could mess it up!” Calum sighed loudly as the others laughed. I rocked back on my heels to get up, offering Luke a hand once I was straightened. He jumped up, surprisingly peppy for someone who ran full speed into a wall, following the others as they begin to exit.

“So, twelve years old, huh?” I questioned jokingly. He winked, holding the door open for me.

“Eh. Maybe losing isn’t all that bad.”

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Losing Music - Elizabeth and Ashton

Beth groaned, as she stared at her guitar in despair, there had to be something wrong with it, she’d tuned it a million times before and there was no reason why it shouldn’t work this time. She tried to play the opening of their 5SOS cover of Don’t Stop, but again it sounded way off. “Oh come on! What is wrong with you!?” She spoke aloud to her guitar, silently wondering if she was going crazy. She tried again, altering the strings, wishing she’d brought a tuner with her, instead of relying on her ears. She strummed again, but it was even worse than before, “F*CKS SAKE” She yelled aloud, finally losing the calmness she’d managed to retain for the past hour. She wanted to go outside and soak up the festival atmosphere, instead she was inside this stupid room, trying to set up her stupid guitar. She sighed and put the guitar down, giving up, she’d have to get Danie to look at it later, they weren’t playing until tomorrow anyway so it should be fine, still she was frustrated. Someone cleared their throat behind her, oh crap, she’d thought she was alone in here, and she hadn’t heard the door open. She turned round and let out a sigh of relief, it was Ash, though this was the first time they had met in person, she was glad to see him rather than a complete stranger.