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I Missed You BxB RP

Name: Alphonse Iverson


Age: 17


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Eye Color: Purple-ish blue


Height: 5'7"


Weight: 150 lbs


Body: He is sort of muscular, but only in his torso area.


Piercings: three on his right ear, two on his left


Extra facts: he is kind of nerdy and intelligent guy, so his parents gathered enough money to ship him off to London. He had to leave his best friend behind, but instead of telling his friend he was leaving, Alphonse disappeared. He couldn't take the heartbreak of leaving his friend behind.


Some other things about Alphonse, he is scared of the dark along with people bigger than him. He loves to read books and he has a part time job at a coffee shop and volunteers to take care of cats. Just because Alphonse is quiet, that doesn't mean he won't say anything. When he feels brave enough, Alphonse will say something witty. He is very sweet as well.


—The End for Writing Rabbit—



 

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Name: Ashton Snow Harperr


Age: 17 (Just turned)


Looks: {1} , {2} , {3} , {4}


Eye color: Green Eyes


Height: 5'4


Weight: 107


Body (Picture -optional-): Sort of like this but a little less muscular. He's just kind of skinny.


Piercings: N/A


Extra facts:


Ashton looks more nerdy than he actually is. He's a straight A student even though he's going through a rough period in his life right now.


His parents are almost always gone on business trips for months at a time.


His ex boyfriend now slightly bullies him. He ignores it but it sometimes can get to him.


He works at an animal adoption center because he absolutely loves all animals, except bugs. he is scared of any and all bugs. 
Ashton sighed, sitting in science. He sat in the third row and there were only 4 rows of desks and students. It was almost the end of the day and he had had a bit of a bad day. His ex boyfriend Jamie had been messing with him all day today and it was depressing him. Just thinking about the things he says to him made him force tears back. He had been super sensitive the last week and it was annoying his best friend and his friend had been avoiding him all day. His blonde hair was currently flopped in his face, he didn't bother flipping it out. He had 5 minutes left until the bell rang.


He could hear a few girls behind him mumbling something about this 'new guy'. They just kept whispering and whispering about this guy and it was getting annoying. He suddenly stood up, he was the first one to. Everyone looked at him along with the teacher He simply began gathering all of his stuff. Then everyone began gathering their stuff as well.
 
Alphonse decided he didn't want to go to any of his classes. He just got back from London a week ago, so his schedule was still messed up. He just wanted to crawl back into his bed and sleep.


As he wandered around the school, he some how made it to the other side of the school. He walked down the hall, eyes down, and didn't notice that he was about to run into a blonde haired boy.


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Ashton rushed out of class, just wanting to get home. He didn't like being alone at home but it was better than being alone in a crowd of people. He turned around to see Jamie look straight at him and start walking towards him.


Ashton looked down immediately and started to walk quicker, running into a few people and they glared at him but Ash kept walking until he ran full on into someone and ended up dropping a few books. He didn't drop all of them though. He bent down to pick up the rest, keeping his face down and rushing to pick his things up.
 
Alphonse cursed as he fell down. Not only was he having trouble getting back into a normal sleeping schedule, he was also having a shitty day. Now this idiot just ran into him.


The first thing he noticed was that his face felt naked and that he couldn't really see anything. Alphonse searched desperately for his glasses and things.


"Thanks, idiot," he muttered. He finally grasped his glasses and immediately put them on. He wanted to see who was there. He immediately regretted it.


Alphonse stared at the blonde in front of him. His green eyes piercing like they were back then. Alphonse moved his black hair out of his face and continued to stare. "Ashton?"


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Just this could get him to cry. It wasn't really anything to bad but he just felt like 'Oh great, now I can't even walk without being a fuck up.' "Sorry.." Ashton mumbled when he heard whoever this guy was call him an idiot.


He kept trying to pick everything up quickly. He had noticed the person had stopped moving and he could almost feel the person staring at him. That was it. He simply dropped everything, stressed out. He he frowned and looked up at the person, "Stop fuc-. . . " He trailed off as his eyes met with the older male's.


"A-Alphonse..." Ash managed to stutter out, sort of shocked.
 
"Ash!" The male jumped onto the other, his arms around Ashton's neck. "Jesus Christ! I haven't seen you in years!"


Alphonse pulled back a bit, a wide smile on his face, and stared at him in awe. "I've missed you so much..."


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Ashton smiled and fell back as his friend tackled him. He hugged him back tightly, so glad to have his friend back. "I've missed you, too." Ashton smiled then began to stand up.


As soon as he stood up he yelped slightly. Jamie walked up and smacked him in the back of his haid, his blonde hair flopped back in his face. Jamie just laughed and shook his head as he walked away.
 
Alphonse couldn't believe that he was with Ashton. His best friend. They used to spend days at each other's houses and ride their bikes everywhere and do everything together.


That was until...


After 8th grade, his parents shipped him to London due to how smart he was. They felt that Alphonse wasn't challenged here (and he wasn't) but he didn't want to leave. His green eyed blonde haired best friend wouldn't be with him to make the days more tolerable. Ashton wouldn't be there to make him smile and think about stupid things. Instead, he'd have to start over.


Alphonse did, but nothing was ever the same. Those people weren't Ashton, and he was too far away to hang out with Ashton, and since Alphonse left without a goodbye, he felt like he shouldn't talk to him.


Once they were up from the floor, Alphonse went to ask his friend dozens of questions but then some asshat came along. What the hell? "Hey!"


This was probably really stupid... "What the hell was that for?" Alphonse yelled at the guy. But this was Ashton we were talking about.


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Ashton wasn't feeling anything but happiness at the moment, ignoring the idiot who just hit him he simply smiled more. okay yes, Ashton was a complete idiot. We all have that friend that laughs 10 minutes after the joke or the guy who is only laughing 10 minutes after the joke because he just figured it out. And the friend that is constantly getting herself/himself hurt and is the clutz. He is that friend.


He remembered, one time back in 7th grade Ashton and Alphonse had this great idea in the winter to take a short cut to take a short cut to get home. They were going to walk across the completely frozen lake with like 5 inches of ice covering it. It was almost completely safe. Alphy got across and was completely fine. The lake didn't even crack at all. Once Ashton was going across the lake sort of just realized that Ash was walking across and decided to break.


Ashton wasn't in school for a month because of that.


Ashton was now currently hugging Alphonse again and rambling on about how much he missed him.
 
Alphonse smiled brightly, his arms going around Ashton's body tightly. Instead of resting his head on Ash's shoulder like he did when they were young, Alphonse rested his head against Ash's. Maybe today wasn't that shitty after all. But this seemed too good to be true. He swore Ashton would've gotten mad at their reunion.


He could feel the stares. From the girls who wouldn't shut up about him to the guys who were purposely ignoring him. Alphonse pulled back slightly, the smile still plastered on his face. "So school's out. I just found my best friend. We need to do something."


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Ashton was... There were no words to describe his emotions. He was too over whelmed with happiness to think about how angry he would be later. He loved the feel of his best friend's arms around him after all these years. He noticed a few changes like how much taller Alphonse had gotten. Before he moved they had always been about the same height, give or take an inch.


Once they had let go of each other Ash managed to flip his hair out of his face. He wore skinny black jeans with galaxy printed vans and a grey sweater. Also, Ashton seemed to never be matching. No matter what. "Yeah!" Ashton smiled, showing his white straight teeth. Also from 6th grade to 8th grade Ash had had braces and he always changed the color of the brackets or whatever it's called.


"But um here.. Just text me later. I can't do anything today, my parents are packing to go on another trip and they told me to be back as soon as I can." Ashton shrugged and wrote down his number and shoved the sticky note on his best friend's forehead.
 
Alphonse giddily grabbed the sticky note. He wondered when a good time would be to text him though. "So, later tonight? Tomorrow?"


Alphonse smiled, his perfect smile radiating. His outfit, a black long sleeved shirt over a red, black, and white plaid shirt that was bottomed up. His black skinny jeans made their way to his red Chucks. He fixed his glasses and batted away his hair.


"Hey, so... I can maybe walk you home? My parents and I still live in the same house we did years ago."


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
"I don't care, whenever." Ashton giggled happily. he pushed up his sleeve a little and itched his wrist before putting his sleeve back down. "Sure! That means I'm still only a few houses away from you!"


Ash smiled and began to walk with Alphonse out of the school. Both of their houses were closer to this high school that to the middle school they used to go to.


Ashton's house: His house
 
(( so Alphonse's house is similar to that. I just can't do links on the app ))


Alphonse smiled and followed his friend. Even though it was years since he was here, he still knew the way by heart. He remembered when Ash and him walked home from the elementary school. Alphonse was scared the first couple of days, so he held Ash's hand. The memory was as clear as day.


As they walked out of the building and appeared onto their own path. As they walked, Alphonse gently held onto Ashton's sleeve and looked forward. His face was slowly turning pink.


"S-so... How has life been for you? And who was that asshole who hit you?" He was very concerned, and to show this, Alphonse held Ashton's hand. Alphonse was always kind of touchy around his best friend.


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
(It's alright)


Ashton strangely was currently remembering the same thing. Ashton was always comfort Alphonse by trying to make him laugh. That was what Ash was best at. He may be a clutz a bit of a failure but those things come in handy when trying to make someone laugh. Ashton missed that, a lot.


He wasn't the least bit suprised when Alphonse held his sleeve. Though Ashton looked down at Alphy's hand then looked up at the taller male then he looked straight forward again. Once Alphonse was holding Ashton's hand it sort of made him relax a little and Ash held his hand back.


Ash shrugged. "life's been hard," Ashton laughed to sort of ease the tension of his answer. "And um.. he is sort of my ex." Ashton shrugged again and looked down, feeling really nervous all of a sudden. "I don't know why, he just hates me now."
 
"Hard?" What all changed? He held his hand tighter. His friend didn't need to go through hardships.


Alphonse slowed down to make sure their walk lasted. He needed to know more.


Al gently rubbed his thumb against Ash's hand. "Your boyfriend? I mean..." He stopped talking, trying to find the words. Don't be an asshole, he thought. "I mean, I don't mind if you're gay, but why would you date some jerk?" Alphonse stopped walking and brought his friend to one.


"Ash... Why?" Alphonse held his hand tightly, probably enough to start cutting off the circulation. To make sure Ashton was completely facing him, he grabbed his other hand in the same grip.


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Ashton was looking down now, pushing back his thoughts. He was remembering in the beginning of 10th grade he attempted to commit suicide, luckily it wasn't successful but he hoped Alphonse never figured out. He has a bunch of secrets he hoped Alphonse didn't figure out, most of them related to his suicide attempt in a way.


Ashton kept his head down, now swallowing back tears. He really was a wimp. His blonde hair was flopped back in front of his face, he needed to regain his composure first before talking because if he didn't he surely would cry and that'd be embarrassing.


Once he realized Alph wasn't going to let this go he sighed and breathed deeply before he looked up, "Because I thought he really like me. And... I... " Ashton shook his head. "I don't know."
 
"Ashton." His voice was gentle. "Are... Are you alright?" Al let go of his hands and instead hugged him tightly.


Alphonse gently rocked his friend, unsure on what to do. He thought about how long he was gone, and how Ashton wasn't exactly the happiest person. "I'm so sorry that I left..."


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Ashton hugged him back just as tightly, still holding back tears though he really wanted to just let them out. He buried his face in Alph's chest, just breathing in his scent before Alphonse said something that made Ashton realize something.


Ashton slowly let go of him and looked down, smiling a little bit, "Yeah.. I forgot for a second that you left me without even saying bye or saying where you were going." Ash shook his head and started walking back home with Alphonse again now.
 
Without saying anything, Alphonse continued to walk along. His throat was tight, and he had that familiar guilty knot in his stomach.


Before they made it to Ashton's house, Alphonse gathered his courage. No point in being some scared child who's afraid to say simple things. He wasn't going to be some scaredy cat. No cowardice today!


"Ash, so... I didn't say goodbye because... Because I didn't want to see you upset." Alphonse quickly fixed his glasses before continuing. "It's hard to tell someone goodbye when you've known them for so long," and when you like the idiot more than necessary, he thought.


"I-I just want you to know that no matter how big of an asshole I seemed to be, I didn't do it on purpose."


Alphonse stayed in front of Ashton's house, unable to leave the conversation at the way it was. He wanted Ash to say something, but Alphonse was scared he wouldn't like the answer.


—The End for Writing Rabbit—
 
Ashton looked down and didn't say anything as the walked, Truly and deeply hurt. He didn't know what it was but something about his best friend suddenly leaving him like that all those years ago just hurt him really bad.


As they walked a few tears managed to make their way down his cheeks.


Once they were in front of Ash's house he listened to what his best friend had to say, keeping his head down so he couldn't he his red nose and red cheeks from crying. "So it was fine for me to be upset as long as you didn't have to see it right?" Ashton sighed "iI'm sorry, it's fine, Alph. I'll get over it... I just... I just need some time I guess." Ash laughed a little before he hugged his best friend once more. "Text me later.." he said then walked back inside.
 
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