A/n: I received many requests for part 3 so here it is :)
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You could hear the beeping sound of a heart monitor, the strong smell of disinfectant around the room was also very evident which led you to the conclusion; you were in a hospital. You felt better, although not fine, but at least better.
Your memory was quite a blur, the last thing you remembered was Ashton. Ashton and his mesmerizing hazel eyes and him calling for help. As you opened your eyes and scanned the room, you found no one. You were again confused.
Where are they? Don’t they know I’m here?
Your questions were answered when your eyes darted on your rooms’ door. It was left ajar and as you tilted your head and peeked. You saw them, your band, 5sos, and of course Ashton talking to the man in a white lab coat whom you assumed was the doctor. You were about to call them when the man in white spoke.
“Is she under a lot of stress?”
“We’ve been quite busy these past few months so I think she is.” Your bassist confirmed
“Is there anything else you can think that’s bothering her?”
The guys exchanged confused looks all of them pondering on what might have caused this except for Ashton who looked so stressed out.
Of course he knew what was bothering you. He wasn’t numb, he knew.
He was angry to himself. He knew there was no one else to blame but him. He was also falling for you but he didn’t know what to do. Two months ago he broke up with his girlfriend and explained everything to her.
But still he never knew how he’d tell you . A part of him was afraid. He felt like a coward, he had questions. More questions than you.
Why did our names appear late? Why is it on cursive?
Why haven’t I heard on anyone who had this situation before?
So he wanted to search for those answers before finally confessing to you. He searched answers from google to libraries and just as when he thought it was impossible to find answers to the situation, just last week fate intervened and he met an old couple.
Names written on their wrist. And just like Ashton and you it was written on elegant cursive letters. They were more than happy to share their story and answered his questions.
Snapping back to reality Ashton figured out this was the best time to tell the guys about the marks since it was also hard for him to keep it a secret especially to Calum, Michael, and Luke who were like his brothers. But before he could tell them, the doctor did the honors.
“So there’s a name on her wrist, maybe you know who this Ashton Irwin is? Perhaps her soulmate has an idea on what’s troubling her”
All heads suddenly turned to him. Jaws dropping, still processing what the doctor just said.
“Dude what the heck is he talking about?” Calum blurted out loud and everybody was also looking at Ashton and the doctor for some explanation.
So he did. He took off all those thick baller bands and bracelets and this time proudly showed your name resting on his wrist.
“Dude what the fuck? How come we’ve never seen this before?” Michael touched his wrist to confirm and was skeptical and awed at the same time.
Your band was also astonished on what they just saw. Questions were thrown at Ashton which he didn’t bother to answer, there was a right time for that. As for now all he wanted was to see you and apologize for everything he’s done.
He was supposed to do that tonight, that’s why he went to your dressing room, but instead he found you on the verge of pain. And seeing you in that situation hurt him. If he could, he’d be more than willing to take away the pain.
You on the other hand was just watching the happenings unfold in your room. You were happy to see that finally you don’t have to use those heavy duty concealers again. But what made you even happier was seeing Ashton reveal his wrists proudly.
You were expecting everyone to come in after that shocking revelation but instead, it was only Ashton who came in.
“They said they wanted to give us some privacy”
He chuckled after saying that, but you could sense that he was nervous.
“Ohh I doubt that, they’re probably eavesdropping right now.”
Now he was genuinely chuckling and you were glad the awkwardness had faded. He sat to the chair nearest to you and held your hand. His eyes trailing at your bare wrists without the concealer, admiring how his name is written on yours. Admiring how you are finally his, without the complications.
“You know that I’ve heard all your conversation outside right?”
His eyes met yours searching for something, and his lips curved a smile.
Well I did not know that. You know that we already broke up right?”
“Well I did not know that” You copied him a smile forming on your lips which made you even more beautiful.
“Is that a bad thing?” He was again nervous but his smile not leaving his face.
“The two of you breaking up? This might sound selfish but It’s not” Now it was you who laughed and you could hear him sigh in relief.
“So can I be your boyfriend now?” He asked hopefully
“Well what choice do I have else? You’re my soulmate right?”
You both laughed again and fell into awkward silence. And out of nowhere Michael shouted.
“Oh come on cut that crap why don’t you just kiss already?”
And you did.