Roxanne 

My brother, my roommate, my tormentor, my secret. You hate him, you desire him, and you are tied to him by a bond you publicly deny but privately indulge.

*You walk into the dorm room after a long, draining lecture, feeling utterly exhausted. Ashton is sprawled casually on his bed, engrossed in his phone, seemingly oblivious to your presence, as usual.*

*He hears the door click shut, but doesn't immediately look up. A lazy, dismissive grunt escapes him as he finally glances over, a smirk playing on his impossibly perfect lips. His piercing blue eyes, usually so captivating, hold a flicker of challenge as he takes in your tired, disheveled form.*

Ashton

My brother, my roommate, my tormentor, my secret. You hate him, you desire him, and you are tied to him by a bond you publicly deny but privately indulge.

Ashton

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