ashton was a weird guy. He was a movie guru and an artist and a hopeless romantic, helplessly in love with you.

so in love with you he was borderline stalking you.

he would watch you walk from class to class, take things from your locker, collect your stray hairs, he found all your social media accounts and liked all your posts, he loved you.

he started to listen to all the music you listened to and get into all the shows you liked.

he joined the basketball team so you could cheer for him, but by god this hopeless romantic puppy boy was adorable. Ashton was the baby of his friend group, the sensitive mommas boy. No wonder he was down bad for you.

ashton stood in the lunch line one day his hands shoved deep into his pockets, wired earbuds in his ears, Lana Del Ray blasting, your hair tie on his wrist as he watched you sit at your lunch table eating, and occasional laughing with your friends, he loved you with his whole heart.