Anxiety || Ashton Irwin
"I know how you feel, Esme." He whimpers, softly looking into my eyes with his glossy ones. "You are not alone.." He said his voice, barely above a whisper. I watched the tears flow down his cheeks and that just made me cry too. I scooted closer too him, as the loud party music blurred into static and the beautiful night sky hovered over us with its watching twinkling stars. He strokes my chin with his soft thumb, and tilts my head up and leans in. I lean in as well, and our noses brushes together and he softly presses my lips to mine. Ashton made my anxiety go away. And that's what I loved about him.Warnings:Smut. Cursing. Depression.âŚ