Prologue

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*3 Weeks Later*

All of us sat on the ground of the living room of the L.A House and the guys had moved the furniture out of the way so that there was room for us to move about. It was their last night in the L.A. house for a long while. We had gotten back from the U.S tour only three weeks ago. Up until everything had settled down with Luke, Ashton, and I, I felt as if the tour was never going to end. I felt as if I was stuck in that whirlwind forever. But after that one night in New Orleans my mind cleared itself, at least for now, and the rest of the tour went by without a trace. But over the past few days my mind is beginning to spin again with the thought of these last nights with Ashton. They are going to London for some extra Europe show dates tomorrow. I know I should be focusing on the positives and be happy that I had these last few days to spend with Ash, and I have been, but now it was the last night and I don’t know what to feel. And now here we are, all five of us together, in the living room, on the last night, playing twister.

“Okay so before I lay out the twister mat I would just like to clear up some rules.” Calum says and everyone rolls their eyes at him.

“Calum everyone knows the rules to twister.” Michael says laughing.

“No. These are my rules.” Calum replies back.

“Your rules? Okay Cal, what are ‘your’ rules?” Ash says doing the quote signs with his fingers. Ash looks to me and smiles. His left arm is wrapped around my shoulder and I am sitting with my knees up leaning up against him.

“Well I’ll tell you Ashton. There is really only one rule. Since past incidents that occurred on MY-” Calum puts the emphasis on my and points to himself “twister mat. The only rule I have for tonight and for anyone who ever wants to use MY twister game is-”

“just get on with it Calum!” Luke shouts impatiently.

“There will be absolutely no sex on this mat.” Calum finally says and me, Michael, and Luke laugh but Ashton just sits there quietly smiling at the ground and shaking his head. He finally looks up at Calum and says,

“Smooth Cal. smooth.” Ash says kissing me on the cheek.

“I’m sorry bro but I had to power wash it.” Calum says giggling.

“We didn’t actually have sex on the twister mat Cal.” I say.

“Who cares. Let’s just get on with it. Who is going first?” Michael finally says. 

“Ladies first?” Ashton says smirking at me. I squint my eyes and nose at him.

“Fine.” I say as I get up and I step onto the mat. Luke picks up the spinner and gives it a flick.

“Left hand red.” Luke says smiling at me. It was amazing and so relieving to see Luke really smile again. I could tell he wasn’t faking being happy like he was before, even though it wasn’t that hard to tell because he was literally shit at faking his feelings. I smiled back at him and I reach way up into the sky and then I slam my hand down on the red dot.

“Boom. Done. Next.” I say flipping my hair with my left hand.

“She gets quite competitive. Last time she blamed me for her loss.” Ashton says.

“That’s because you wouldn’t stop-” I pause thinking about that day we played twister the night before we left on that journey of problems. I think about the way he kissed me and the way he touched me and then I start to think about how I was going to miss him so desperately. “That’s because you wouldn’t stop tickling me.” I decided to use the word tickling instead of the other words because I wasn’t really in the mood for the other guys’ jokes about Ash and I’s physical relationship. Even though Calum's joke about the mat was pretty fucking funny.

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