ashtonparker

the name's ashton parker and i'm 19 years old from Saskatchewan, Canada.

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

[tatumashh]

Rebecca felt a whole new set of feelings that she hadn’t felt in years as she sat there with Ash. For the first time in months things felt simple, and that was saying something in this world. She didn’t have to force the smile on her lips, the soft smile that sat there was purely real, and that felt wonderful. She almost laughed when he mentioned making sure she didn’t fall on her face, it was like he’d read her mind. “I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t let me smash my face in.” She added in an amused tone, actually laughing softly when she began to imagine him putting her on the board and pushing her down the street. It actually sounded fun to her, and fun was something she’d been seriously lacking in her life lately…maybe for a lot longer than just the epidemic.

"I can’t even remember the last time I had fun. I mean, before your little stunt off the roof, that was fun. All I ever do is work." She murmured after a moment. "But anyways, like I said, it’d be really awesome if you didn’t let me smash my face in." She repeated, her smile still on her lips. "How’d you get into skateboarding anyways?" 

[ashtonparker-blog]

Ashton stared at the horizon as they talked, taking in the the scenery that he didn't get to see all that often. Sure this was Bec's spot and this is where she went to think but Ashton wasn't about to take that away from her. He might of jumped off a building with his skateboard but he was still a little nervous around heights, not completely but enough for him to think about. He smiled as she spoke, he found it hard to believe she didn't have fun before his stunt, she seemed like the sort of girl to put herself out there.

"Well, now with a friend like me, you won't have to worry about that." He said softly. He hesitated on the word friend, unsure of where they stood. He knew it was stupid to think about but it was just a strange situation. "I heard about it from my friend from school. See I only had two friends pretty much my whole schooling life. They taught me everything that I know and it just went on from there. We went skating all the time, day and night." He smiled, reflecting back on fond memories. "I want to hear more about you - We've talked about where I'm from and why I skate and all the rest, but what about you?" He said, turning his face and looking at her. "What's your story." 

[abigail-mccoy]

And how am I supposed to do that?

[ashtonparker-blog]

You know - getting into bed at a reasonable time, read a book or something? I don't know.

[ulrikbadertscher]

[ashtonparker-blog]

ulrikbadertscher:

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[abigail-mccoy]

I’m so tired.

[ashtonparker-blog]

Maybe you should go to bed a little earlier.

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

[tatumashh]

Rebecca felt like, for the first time in years, that she had something good to stick around for. Something that she could be happy about. That thing was Ash, and with her past concerning Patrick, she knew that there was a high chance it could be ripped out from under her, and while she was scared of that happening, she didn’t let that feeling take over; she wanted to enjoy it while it lasted. She felt so delicate, and special in the way his hands held onto her face. Like for the moment, there was nothing else in the world that mattered but the two of them enjoying each other’s company. Her heart didn’t feel so broken anymore; and maybe she was starting to realize that she feelings that she had for Patrick weren’t actually love — not that she was saying that she loved Ash, it was too soon for that, but she could admit that the thought was a nice one. 

She laughed softly as he placed small kisses all over her face, adding to the feeling she had of being delicate and special. She could feel her cheeks heat up when she complimented her kissing. “I could say the same for you.” She replied softly, watching his face with pure interest as his arm wrapped around her shoulders; Ash was so different from Patrick, and as much as a little bit of her hated to admit it, it was a breath of fresh air. She waited a moment before leaning her head on his shoulder, and practically melting into him. The night wasn’t particularly cold, considering it was the summer, but the warmth that radiated off of Ash was comforting. She let her eyes fall back to the area just over the sight of the wall, and she wondered silently how long it would be until a cure was found; but she didn’t voice it, not wanting to ruin the little piece of bliss they were sharing. “You still gonna teach me how to skate?” She offered up after a moment, smiling a little bit at the idea; she still believed she’d end up on her face. 

[ashtonparker-blog]

Ash chuckled softly as she complimented him back. He never thought of how much of a good kisser he was or if she was just saying that to make him happy. Either way, it made him smile and that was enough. He rubbed his hand up and down her arm, comforting her even though she didn't need to be whilst loving the way her head fit in his shoulder. He couldn't believe he was still with her, sitting next to her and that she let him in on her world. Not all of it, of course but enough for Ashton to see another side of her. He appreciated that.

He looked to his side and laid his chin on the top of her head, tucking her in closer to him, letting his body become a safety blanket for her. "Of course." He said with a smile, nearly whispering in her ear. "I'll teach you the basics, making sure you don't fall on your face and we'll see how far you get." He said with a smirk. "I believe you'll be great but of course, there is always chance for failure. I still even stack it from time to time." He said jokingly, making himself sound like an arrogant asshole who never fell over or hurt himself. That was a lie of course, he always stacked it, whether it was skating or just walking. He wasn't one to judge, especially new people like Bec. "I might just get you on the board and push you down main street." He said with a chuckle.

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

[tatumashh]

It was incredibly cheesy, and almost plucked straight from the movie screen, a scene that Rebecca would often scoff at; call stupid or moronic. But secretly, deep down inside her, she really just wanted her own movie scenes. And this one was just about perfect. Just the way he looked at her made her feel special, like the stars and the moon couldn’t even compare. Maybe it was silly, but it was just about the piece she’d been missing for so long. She felt so at ease as his thumb brushed along her flesh; where as things with Patrick had often felt forced and unnatural despite her feelings for him, everything just seemed so simple with Ash. The butterflies went stir crazy in her stomach, a new feeling entirely for her as he looked back at her, and she tried so hard not to lean into the gentle touch of Ash’s hand on her cheek when he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

She knew it was coming, just by the way he was leaning closer, and the way his eyes scanned the lines of her lips, but nothing could prepare her for when his lips actually touched hers — sure she’d kissed him in a moment of pure spontaneity in thinking she was going to die in the purge, but this was different. Her eyes fluttered closed, and her lips responded naturally to his, returning the pressure and kissing him back. The hand he wasn’t holding onto lifted to rest at the base of his neck lightly as their lips meshed. Suddenly, as cheesy and goofy as it sounded, it didn’t feel like Patrick not loving her was such a terrible thing. She wanted to continue kissing him, but after a little while her lungs demanded a full breath of air, and she tugged her lips gently from him, resting her forehead against his with a smile on her lips. “Wow.” Was all she could think to say, remarkably. 

[ashtonparker-blog]

Ashton felt his heart beat faster and his hand grow more eager to explore her body but he didn't. He didn't want to do that, this was Bec. A girl he had interest in, not someone he met at a party or on the first day of his arrival. He was so used to taking it to the next step that he forgot she was special and that she was different. He wanted this to work or at least be peaceful. If this was the only time he had to do this, he was content. His lips synced with hers perfectly and he felt heat rush to his face as she parted away from him. It was all so perfect and all he could think about was how perfect she was. "Wow." He mimicked with a laugh. He released his other hand from her and raised them both up to her face, his forehead resting against hers.

The first kiss was nothing compared to this one and this time, he made it happen. It wasn't her kissing him cause of the fear of dying, this had meaning, this had a point. With both of his hands on the sides of her face he pecked her softly, kissing her lips, her nose and back to her lips. He was so lost in the moment he nearly forgot how to speak. "I forgot how much of a good kisser you are." He said with a smile. He let his hands drop and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, tugging her close into his side. 

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

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"You’re already doing a good job of that." She replied; even just through his words she was already starting to like the place more and more. It sucked, even more now, that she couldn’t escape Pleasant Town. She watched him shuffled closer, butterflies stirring up in her stomach just a little, and even more as his fingers laced with hers. It was a simple touch, and it she didn’t think it meant much, but she liked it a lot more than she ever thought she would. Rebecca, despite popular belief, actually did like the little things, and she liked to feel normal. Ash made her feel normal, but she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do about that. The last time she’d laid herself out on the line, she’d been run over by a speeding fret train. 

His words, and the way his hands held onto hers, and the way his smile looked, all of it, made her want to kiss him. She let out a somewhat shaky breath, before laughing a little. “Okay, I’m not particularly good at this, and I really don’t want to fuck this friendship up. But you’re really, really, really making me want to kiss you right now.” She admitted, her cheeks flushing yet again at her admission. She didn’t know where the lines were with Ash, and she didn’t know if he had someone he was interested in. Plus, she’d just had her heart shattered by Patrick; and she didn’t want him thinking that her somewhat more than just friendly attraction to him was just her looking for a rebound. 

[ashtonparker-blog]

Ash couldn't peel his eyes off her even if he tried. There was something that felt so right about sitting next to her on a rooftop of a fucked up town. It was sort of like a movie scene, the ones you saw when you were younger and always dreamed about. He never thought that he'd be doing this, being with a girl and making her blush. But it was happening and it made Ashton happy. He looked at her like his father used to look at his mother before they divorced. The long looks and the small touch of their hands under the dinner table. It was a pleasant thought. He bit his lip as she talked and as soon as she turned red in the face his cheeks started to warm. He chuckled and smiled. 

He looked down at his hands which incased hers and thought of what he should do. But holding her hand came naturally to him so maybe the rest would follow. He had to trust his gut. Like when he skated he just went with the flow and trusted his body and this wasn't that far off. He looked back at her and traced his thumb over her hand. "You're not going to fuck up this friendship." He said, still looking at her. "There's nothing stopping you." He said, but this time softer. He raised his right hand and pulled a strand of hair that had fallen in front of her face, behind her ear and leaned in closer. "I really, really, really want to kiss you too." He said, his eyes scanning her lips for a split second. He leaned in, his hand brushing the side of her cheek and his lips pressing softly against hers. He lingered over her lips for a moment and waited for a response, wanting to know if she wanted it as much as he did. 

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

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"I still think so, regardless of what you say." She retorted, watching as Ashton visibly perked up when she asked him about Canada. That alone made her feel so wonderful, that she could make him perk up just by asking a simple question. She knew it had more to do with the subject of the question rather than her, but it still felt nice. She loved listening to him talk about Canada too, and the way his eyes gleamed with the memories of his old home. She wished she had some place to get that excited about, she wondered what it felt like. She imagined it was a lot like love…not that she had much experience with that either, which only made her sigh a little. "It sounds wonderful." She noted, running her fingers through her hair. In the back of her head she hoped one day she’d be able to see Canada, now that Ash had put this idea of it in her head. 

"Canada will be the first place we go when this wall gets taken down, it’s a deal." She nodded, smiling so genuinely at him as his eyes gleamed and his face seemed like he was so happy it might split in half. She hesitated for a moment before leaning over a pressing a light kiss to Ash’s cheek. "I hope I get to see Canada, it sounds wonderful from what you say. It sounds a million times better than this place. Just don’t let me completely screw myself up when you teach me how to snowboard." She joked, laughing a little. 

[ashtonparker-blog]

"Deal." He said still smiling. It hurt to be around her, his cheeks always hurt after talking with her, but it was always a good feeling, always. He imagined for a small moment them hitting the road, stealing one of the cars from town and heading for Canada. He brushed the thought away, knowing he'd get depressed if he thought about it too long but knew he'd only think about it later on in the night. But before he could think any longer or attempt to talk, Bec's kiss took him by surprise and pulled him out of his thoughts, he smiled and chuckled. 

"Oh trust me, I'll make you fall in love with the place if I can." He said with a laugh. He took this moment to shuffle closer to Bec, making sure he didn't fall off the edge or something stupid like that. He grabbed her hand and intertwined it with his, placing his free hand on the other side, holding her small hand in-between his. "I won't, don't worry. I'll catch you if you fall and even if you do, I'll make up for it." He said looking at her eyes and smiling. He knew he saw her as a friend but there were always times where he thought they both wanted more. Like they wanted to test the waters and to make something of it. But he knew she probably had her eye on someone else and Ash still had to worry about Abigail. His feelings were not as strong for her as much as it was for Bec. Either way, he was happier with Bec and that's all that mattered.

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

[tatumashh]

"I think you fit in better than me." She offered, setting her guitar off to the side and resting her hands on either side of her, her legs swinging a little like Ash’s were. "What’s Canada like? Hell what’s any place outside this town like?" She asked after a moment, trying so hard not to beg him to tell her anything and everything about Canada. She’d give anything to see anything outside of Pleasant Town, but now she was pretty sure that would never happen. "If that wall ever comes down, we should see the world." She muttered a little dreamily, her eyes staring as far off past the wall as she could before her attention fell back to Ash. 

Her cheeks flushed yet again when Ash said that she made things interesting. “I’m glad you think so. I think you’re fun to be around too.” She offered with a nod of her head. “It’s a pretty good place, and I certainly don’t mind your company up here.” She said, smiling over at him. “I don’t think there’s really anywhere I belong in this town, but this is as close as I can get. I don’t feel so…lost though when you’re around.” She offered, and it was true; more true than when she told Patrick that being with him was really the only time she ever felt normal. That feeling was even stronger when Ash was around. 

[ashtonparker-blog]

Ash scoffed and shook his head. "Definitely not." He argued, knowing that she had been in town longer and that even if people didn't like her as much as Ash did, she still had a better chance than he did. "Canada?" He asked, his body perking up as she mentioned it. His smile widened as he thought of home and all of the road trips he went on when he was younger. There was so much to say about Canada but finding the right words were hard. "Canada's beautiful. There's a lot of trees and cool animals - " He said with a small laugh. "The thing I love most though is the food, the food in Canada is 100 times better than it was here, before the out break. It's also got this home feeling that even strangers feel. It's open minded and it's like one massive family." He paused, visioning his little sister. 

"I love it there and for too many reasons." He admitted, not knowing what else to say. "Well if we're going to see the world, I want you to see Canada first. I'll take you the greatest lodge's in town and I'll teach you how to snowboard! I can even take you to see the mountains." He said his eyes gleaming. He didn't know how much he missed home until he talked about it. Ash's face softened as Bec talked about him. It was humbling and it even made his heart flutter. It was strange to think he could do that to someone. "I'm glad I can make you feel that way." He said with a charming smile, wanting to put his arm around her or to hold her hand just to show interest but he knew not to push. When he had his fling with Abigail it was all over the place. It was so fast and so intense. It wasn't like he didn't like it but he appreciated the simpler things a lot more. 

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

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Rebecca could feel her cheeks flush when he complimented her, she’d never really sung for anyone so being complimented on it was weird to her, and oddly nice. It was nice to think that maybe she was good at something else other than [sort of] waitressing. “Well thanks.” She breathed, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear before shaking her head lightly when he mentioned interrupting something. “No, no. You can stay. I like when you’re around. I don’t feel like such a…outcast.” She explained, though it definitely wasn’t just that. She just liked his presence in general. 

"So I make this place interesting?" She retorted, laughing a bit because that was definitely not something that she’d ever heard before. She shrugged a little when he asked what she was doing up her, looking over at the wall — which from this rooftop she could see over a little bit. "I started coming here after they put the wall up. I didn’t want to be stuck in this town, and at least from up here I could pretend I’d get out soon. But that kind of faded and then it turned into a place that I could just come to in order to think, or just to hang out somewhere besides my place. I don’t have many friends, as I’ve told you before, so there’s not a whole lot of places for me to go just to hang out." 

[ashtonparker-blog]

Ash bit his lip as she shook her head and told him to stay. No one ever really wanted Ashton around so to hear that from someone like her made him feel somewhat important. She was his friend after all. "Well, now we're outcasts together. Hell, I came all the way from Canada, I definitely feel like I don't belong." He said with a laugh. "I like when you're around too." He added, swinging his legs back and forth.

"You make everything interesting." He said, looking up at the sky with a smile. "Everyone else around here is pretty boring and I don't know, you're fun to be around." He said honestly, looking back down to her. He listened to how she came here to see the wall. He found it interesting and strange but more interesting. "Well this is a perfect place to hang out, hardly anyone would come up here. Besides me of course." He said, giving her a sly look and continuing. "But that's cool, it's nice that you've found your place among a town like this." He muttered, thinking of how he never felt like he belonged anywhere and maybe he should try to get back to Canada, to his family. But he knew that was impossible and that no man would let him past. 

[matthew-l-blog]

What time is good for you?

[ashtonparker-blog]

Any time. I don't have a job or anything so, I'm free all the time. We could do it after school one day if that's easier? 

[matthew-l-blog]

Um, I’d rather just meet you at Greenwillow.

[ashtonparker-blog]

Really? Alright, that's fine with me.

[matthew-l-blog]

That’d be awesome.

[ashtonparker-blog]

I'm loving your enthusiasm. Sweet, well next time I'm free, I'll come on over to Shady Grove and we can get started.

[matthew-l-blog]

Do you think you could show me some moves? I’ve only skateboarded a few times.

[ashtonparker-blog]

Totally! We can plan a day or whatever to teach you some basic tricks.

[matthew-l-blog]

Yeah … it doesn’t snow much here. Though maybe it will next winter and you can um, show people your skills in sledding. It’s not exactly snowboarding, but I bet we could build a course or something out of the junk around here.

[ashtonparker-blog]

Maybe, who knows, that sounds like a good idea but I'll just have to wait until next winter. For now I have my skateboard and that's just as good.

[tatumashh]

Details in The Fabric {Rebecca & Ashton}

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Rebecca, for a little bit, could ignore the world for a little bit as she played, and she felt like a little piece of all her problems melted away as she strummed. It had always been a release for her, a way to get away. She’d forgotten how good it del to just let loose and play until she was finally doing it again. She didn’t even hear Ashton come up to the roof or anything, or hear him walking towards her. She jumped a little when she felt his hands on her shoulders, but she relaxed again as he leaned over the top of her. She couldn’t help but laugh, though she thought it was actually pretty adorable the way he looked leaning upside over her. 

She rolled her eyes playfully when he mentioned her “set of lungs.” “It’s nothing really, not even that good.” She replied, leaning against her guitar a little, keeping in on her lap. She glanced over at him with a soft smile on her lips. “What are you doing up here anyways?” She asked after a moment; she hadn’t thought anyone would be out now, let alone hear her and come up to the roof to investigate. Though she had to admit that she felt some sort of relief or like, peace with him being there. It was amazing to her how easily Ashton had gotten a soft spot out of Becca. 

It had even taken Patrick a while to get on her good side, but with Ash he’d barely had to try and already she liked his company better than almost anyone. “I didn’t think this was really a popular spot to hang out.” 

[ashtonparker-blog]

He placed his hands on the edge of the roof and leaned forward, still looking to his side, looking at Bec. "Not even that good? No way! You sound great." He said with a small laugh. "Me? I was just out for a walk, to think about a few things and next thing I hear is that acoustic guitar." He said with a soft smirk on his face. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" He asked, knowing she might of wanted to be alone to think, just like he was a few moments ago. "If you want me to leave, just say so." He muttered, knowing the chance was there.

"It's not, but it is when you're around." He admitted with a smile. He thought of all the places he had gone to, he liked the lake and main street was where everything happened. He'd never been here so it was different, something he could connect to with Bec. "What about you? What are you doing up here all on your lonesome?" He asked, looking at her, giving her his undivided attention. 

[matthew-l-blog]

I’ve never been snowboarding. Is it fun? I bet you’re good at it.

[ashtonparker-blog]

It's so much fun! I recommend it to everyone I meet and well, sort of. I wanted to get into it professionally but you know.