I'm Your Cure (SMHG SEQUEL)

Chapter 9

Ashton's POV
~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You know you've hit an all time low, when you've woken up in a supply closet.

I opened my eyes and felt my phone going off in my pocket.

I groaned, not wanting to deal with anyone right now.

Tour Management.

I answered and tried to sound as least depressed as I possible could, which didn't work very well.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Ashton right?" An unfamiliar voice said.

"Yes, this is he." I answered awkwardly.

"We regret to inform you that due to all the press and push on this world tour, the tour can only be pushed back a week at the very most. Opposed to the time we told you before, we now are back to original schedule."

I was absolutely livid!!

"Who the hell are you to tell me that I have to leave my girlfriend,her family, my family, and our friends in our time of need!!" I yelled louder than I probably should have.

People were probably freaking out in the lobby.

Considering voices were coming from a supply closet.

"Mr.Irwin, we assure you that we are giving you time, but we can't afford to lose time on this tour. This week is your practice time and as of Monday the first show will be here. Then we tour for two months and then take a short break. You can go back to everyone after the first two months."

"So now you're telling me, that we all need to practice this entire week for the shows which is limiting my time even more?! What the fuck is wrong with this management?! I'm sorry if I'm pissed but this is absurd!"

"Well, it's what we have to do. And if you refuse or miss your flight we can always replace you with another band or another drummer. You have a private plane booked for you and the other lads to meet the boys of One Direction on Saturday. Saturday you'll get a flight back to the states and get acquainted with the other guys. Sunday you'll practice your set, get set up, and keep bonding and then Monday is the first show."

"Why can't I just get a separate for Sunday night?" I asked trying to find any possible way for me to stay longer.

"Because Mr. Irwin, this is show business. You have deadlines and details that must be filled. Meet them or leave." He said seriously and now clearly frustrated.

What a twat.

I felt my phone buzzing on my ear, so I pulled it away from my face and looked who it was.

Incoming call from Luke.

"Listen, I'll have to call you back. Bye." I said hanging up quickly not giving him the chance to speak.

I answered Luke's call.

"What?" I asked sounding more angry and harsh than intended.

"Jesus Christ Ash, I understand you may not like me but calm down."

It wasn't even Luke.

It was Calum.

"What Calum?"

"We're at the airport and need a ride. Our guy just called and cancelled, and we are kind of being mobbed."

"Where's Luke? Where's your phone?" I asked confused as I heard screaming girls.

"Luke ran off to find security and me and mikey are in a closet in the airport. My phone happens to be in my luggage which is waiting at baggage claim, so Luke gave me his."