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Stacey and I decided that it would be a good idea to stay indoors since these photos were causing an uproar in the fandom. We still have no memory of last night and it was starting to bother me. Then it hit me! "What, Stacey, didn't the bar tender give you his number?"

"Who, Brad?" I nodded. "Fuck, yes he did! Why didn't we think of this before!?" She pulled out her phone and scrolled through her numbers until she found Brad's. Instantly she pressed dial and put it on loud speaker.

We waited, and waited until finally he answered! "Hello?"

"Brad, hey, this is the two girls from last night!"

"Oh, Allison and Stacey, how are you both?"

"We're pretty confused at the moment." I let Stacey talk, too afraid of what will come out of my mouth if I did speak.

"Why's that pretty ladys?"

"Well, we both woke up naked, in separate rooms, and we don't remember anything from last night. But now we've seen photos of Luke Hemmings and myself making out as well as the 5sos boys in the room drinking with us. Can you fill us in on what the hell actually happened?"

I sat there and listened as he told us everything. From how Ashton gave me a note on a napkin, and how we slow danced, and then the other boys came and sat with us. Stacey and Luke were all over each other all night and Ashton kept kissing me. We made out a little two and apparently when we left the club, the boys came with us because they're staying at the same place as us. That's when it all came flooding back. Every single memory from last night. I'd say that I was proud of myself, but I'm not. I had sex with Ashton Irwin, that part I'm proud of, but what I'm not proud of is the fact that I let him cum in me. Fuck!

"Thanks Brad," I watched as she hung up, throwing her phone at the wall almost straight away. "Fuck!" Then she turned to me. "Do you remember?" I nodded. "Ally, I had sex with Luke Hemmings!"

"And I had sex with Ashton," I sat down, feeling a little light headed. "This is bad, very very bad."

"How is this bad, we had sex with 5sos! Well, two members anyway."

"Stac, we didn't use a condom."

"Oh shit," she sat down next to me.

"Yeah."

We sat there in complete silence for ages. I think we were both in shock, I mean, we had sex with famous people who we have looked up to for god only knows how long. And the fact that they were here somewhere only made it worse. "Do you think they remember?" Stacey asked, breaking the silence.

"I hope not." Can you imagine how embarrassing that would be?

"So do I actually. I don't think I want them to know." I watched as she got up, walked over to her phone then came back and sat down again, turning it back on.

"What are you doing?"

"Seeing if there is any pictures on my phone or if we have their number, you should do the same."

"Good point," I pulled my phone out of my pocket and search through it. Turns out that I had hundreds upon hundreds of selfies with the boys as well as Stacey from last night. Once I got to the one's of Ashton and I, my heart raced a million miles per second at just the sight of them. There was normal ones that friend's take as well as one's of him kissing my cheek, my mouth, cuddling. It was like we were dating or something. I wanted to cry at how happy we looked just being with each other. I looked over to Stacey to see her in pretty much the same boat as me. "I looked so happy with him."

"So did I," she turned her phone to me to show me a picture of them kissing, they were smiling in their kiss.

"What are we supposed to do now?"

"I have all of their numbers which means that they probably have ours so if they remember something, then they can call us first."

"Wha-what if I turn out pregnant?"

"Don't be silly, you won't. You're just freaking out too much."

"Yeah, you're probably right."

"We should head home, I'll just tell the manager that we had to leave earlier then expected, I'm sure they won't have a problem with it."

"What if we see them on our way out?"

"I haven't thought that far ahead yet. But I'm guessing we could pretend like we never saw them and just keep walking?"

"Yeah, I guess that's all we can really do."

I walked over to the bed and threw all my stuff into the bag as Stacey went to do the same. We met up in the hall way, keys in hand, ready to turn back in. I just hope we don't see those boys.


Ashton P.O.V.

"Have you seen all these photos and videos that you guys have been tagged in on Instagram?" I looked over at Calum to see that he had his phone out, again. We were all still trying to figure out what happened last night. As Calum spoke those words, Luke froze in his spot. I knew he knew what happened, well at least I have a feeling that he remembers but he just won't tell us. Why?

We went out for breakfast, only to be bombarded with fans and questions about the girls we were with, asking if they were our girlfriends. The media was even following our every move, more so then normal, so it got us curious. So, here we are in a random cafe, trying to fit the pieces together.

"Show me." I looked at his phone to see a video of me slow dancing with someone. "Wait, isn't she the girl that we shouted happy birthday to during the concert?"

"Hey yeah, she is to!"

I continued watching it. It ended with the me and her looking at each other, smiling. I was actually smiling a real smile. I haven't done that in a long, long time. But still, I had no memory of what happened. "I still can't remember anything!" I slammed the table with my hands in frustration, causing people around us to stop and stare.

"We should probably get back and get our stuff, our bus leaves for the next city soon anyway."

"Yeah. I still don't get why we didn't just stay on the bus instead of a hotel/motel."

"Change of surroundings?"

I laughed, "Ok Cal, ok."


By the time we walked into the building, the fans were being held back by the guards. "That was hectic!"

I laughed as I looked over to the counter, only to see the same girl from the video. The second our eyes met, everything came flooding back. I stood there in complete shock as I watched her run past us in tears, followed by another girl. I wanted to run after her, but my body was just frozen in its place. "Oh shit," was all I could say.

"What's wrong dude?" I looked over at Michael in panic and shock.

"Those girls, they were the one's from last night!"

"You remember?" Luke asked, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

"Yes. I-I had se-sex with the birbirthday girl." I stuttered as realisation hit me hard in the face.

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