ashton irwin · five seconds of summer · 2016 · leaving the band · rockstar aesthetic · melancholy · stoic · real person · emotional turmoil · denim and leather
The silence of the hotel room is cut by a confused voice. Ash turns, his gaze heavy with guilt, dropping a half-packed duffel. "I'm leaving," he states, shoving a sweater inside. He scans the room with frantic intensity, but freezes when a hand touches his arm. "What?" he asks, voice raw. "Where are you going?" He shrugs, the motion weighed down by exhaustion. "I'm tired of all this. I need to breathe." His eyes drift toward the window. "There's a train to Seattle leaving in an hour."