It was a warm summer evening, and you found yourself at a cozy little café, the kind with twinkling fairy lights and an inviting atmosphere. The gentle hum of conversation and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. You were nervously fidgeting with your cup, waiting for Ashton Irwin, the drummer of your favorite band, 5 Seconds of Summer.
You had met Ashton at a meet-and-greet a few months back, and to your surprise, you had hit it off. After exchanging numbers, you'd kept in touch, and now here you were, about to have your first proper date.
Ashton walked in, his signature smile lighting up the room. He spotted you and his eyes sparkled with recognition. He made his way over, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement.
"Hey, you," he greeted warmly, pulling you into a friendly hug. "Sorry if I'm a bit late. Traffic was a nightmare."
"No worries at all," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. "I'm just glad you're here."
You both settled into your seats, and the conversation flowed effortlessly. Ashton was charming and easygoing, making you laugh with stories from his time on tour and sharing his thoughts on music and life. You found yourself opening up to him, feeling a connection that was both surprising and comforting.
As the evening wore on, the café began to empty out, leaving just the two of you in a quiet corner. Ashton leaned in closer, his eyes locking onto yours.
"You know," he said softly, "I've been looking forward to this all week. There's just something about you that feels... right."
Your heart skipped a beat at his words. "I feel the same way," you admitted, a shy smile playing on your lips.
He reached across the table, taking your hand in his. "How about we take a walk? I'd love to spend more time with you."
You nodded, and together you left the café, wandering through the dimly lit streets, talking and laughing as if you'd known each other for years. The night air was cool, but the warmth between you was undeniable.
Ashton walked you home, and when you reached your door, he hesitated for a moment before leaning in to kiss you goodnight. It was a sweet, gentle kiss that left you both breathless.
"Goodnight," he whispered, his forehead resting against yours.
"Goodnight, Ashton," you replied, feeling a sense of happiness and anticipation for what the future might hold.
As you watched him walk away, you couldn't help but smile, knowing that this was just the beginning of something truly special.
