It's not like I didn't 'see' Ashton for a whole 3 weeks. I saw his face plenty of times in the snapchats he would send me of selfies with all the random members of Calum's family. Or when he FaceTime me at random times of the day.
I prefered Skype so insisted we used that when we were going to properly talk. The connection on Ashton and my first skype was pretty much failing for the first 20 minutes. Hence the triggering of a serial argument between us about whether FaceTime or Skype was superior. Not serious of course. The connection was better when Calum's cousin took him to where the wifi was. We still had to turn camera off, so it was just our voices.
"We get so Disconnected." Ashton sung, joking.
I rolled my eyes so intensely he could probably hear them rolling around in the socket.
He was super jet lagged. I could tell by the sluggish way he was speaking which was the first thing he stared doing when he got a bit tired. He kept yawning and I heard Calum yelling for him to stop because his yawns were alarmingly loud and made him yawn too. then I yawned and Calum complained about that too. Ashton complained about how Calum always complained.
Ashton gave me a brief run down on his flight, he watched three of the Pirates of the Caribbean movies and seven episodes of Doctor Who. Then I gave him a bride rundown of my day, Daisy had bullied my into coming into the city with her, although it wasn't so bad.
Ashton and I alternated between sky ping and facetiming at that same time everyday for the next days after. Calum often joined in although he hadn't been invited.
On a Thursday, he was wearing one of those singlets he wears where you can still we his nipples. The international weather prediction thing I'd watched the night before said it was going to be minus 2 degrees Celsius."I can see it's snowing outside Ashton. Get a jumper on now. I can see your fripples."
"What the hell are fripples?" he asked.
"Frozen nipples." I answered.
"Hey! Don't look at my boobies." he covered his chest with his arms. "My eyes are up here." he joked but he was red-cheeked.
I was going to challenge him by seeing whether if I was topless, would he look at my eyes? But then I remembered Calum was there, in the background plus that would also be really awkward. He took things like that weirdly because he's a dork and also a general member roof the male gender.
My days, aside from the parts I spent [virtually] with Ashton, were full of me being busy doing nothing. I wasn't particularly bored. I'd washed my car; twice, helped mum with grocery shopping... Although those activities were the latter I spent a fair deal of time with Daisy, a little with my cousins and about a week after Ashton left, Michael Clifford and Luke Hemmings could be found in my backyard.
I looked across at Michael's arm. It was around Luke. His hair (colour now light blue mixed with white) was wet and torso bare. The boys were sitting in the my spa, they'd been there for at least an hour, turning to prunes.
"When I invited you over Michael I didn't intend for you to spend my day watching you hit on Luke in the spa."
I knew that the arm around Luke thing was a joke, but I was a strong believer in Muke. "Well I also hadn't been aware that you had a spa, and a pool. And did you never think to mention your sauna to me? I've always wanted to go in one."
Luke literally just sat there, not making his presence be known by sound besides his laughing at Michael. I laughed by myself watching hum try to pry off Michael slyly.
I couldn't get the boys out of the spa unless I used the sauna (and then food) as bribery. Michael was the hardest to budge. I didn't see how he hadn't roasted in the spa, today was already so hot.
