Ashton had almost fallen asleep on me that afternoon.
Before he got a chance to Michael came to collect him from me. It was time to leave.
I don’t want him to leave.
But I let him go.
He kisses me goodbye and I beg him not to kill Calum, he agrees.
It’s so hard to see him leave. I find that the longer he’s away from me the more worried I get about him.
Not that I think little Mikey, Cal and Luke would ever hurt Ashton.
But still… You never know.
I’m laying on the bed getting bored of the television as Grace stares outside the window.
“Let’s go out, Eve!”
I laugh.
“What? What do you mean?”
“Let’s go oooouuttttt.” She whines.
“Out of the hotel room? Now?”
“Yes!” Grace climbs across her bed and then onto mine.
I give her my “you’re joking” look and Grace whines again.
“C’mon, Evelyn, pleeaassee?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Ashton calls you that.”
“Ashton’s an exception.”
“Oh, and I’m not?”
“Grace…” I huff.
“Let’s go out, Evelyn.” She says, poking my cheek.
I don’t know how but after ten minutes of arguing she forces an agreement out of me.
And so we roamed the streets of Ireland.
***
The first thing I smell when we walk out of the hotel room is freshly baked bread.
Mm.
“Ooo! Look, Evelyn! Food!” Grace rushes to a tall, bearded man holding a plate of sampled food.
“Lovely ladies! How are you this fine evening?” The man asks cheerfully, his Irish accent as thick as Ashton’s Australian one. I smile at him.
“Great!” Grace smiles. I look off along the buildings and watch the sunset, its so beautiful. I wonder if Ashton is looking at the sunset too…
“Right, Eve?”
“Hm?” I snap back into reality.
“I said we’re sight seeing…” Grace apparently repeats.
“Oh, oh yes… We are.”
“How wonderful!” The tall man says. “Well you ladies be safe now!”
“We will! Thank you!”
***
After about four hours of window shopping, sight seeing and one interesting Irish film, Grace and I decide to head back to the hotel. It’s only about 10:00pm so I check my phone to see if Ashton and the boys were done yet, maybe we could grab a bite or something.
*11 Missed Calls*
*20 Texts*
Woah, wtf? What are all these for? They’re all mostly from Ash, a few from Cal and one from Mikey.
