Ava's POV
Despite being up all hours of the night, I never quite was an early riser. I didn't like to go to sleep, but I sure liked to stay asleep, even on days I definitely should not be sleeping in. Like August 8th. Eras tour day.
"What time is it?" I groaned, hearing the sound of my boyfriend brushing his teeth in the bathroom a couple yards from the bed. He responded something unintelligible because his mouth was full of toothpaste. I groaned, annoyed, in response. He spit out his toothpaste, rinsed, and next thing I knew he was crawling over me into bed, kissing my jaw. And if there was one thing that could wake me up, it was kisses from my boyfriend.
"Good morning love." He mumbled.
"What time is it?" I asked again, letting him kiss me all over.
"Like, noon..."
"Noon?!" I exclaimed, sitting up.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Louis asked.
"Eras tour is in like... I don't know, 7 hours but then we have to leave early and what if there's traffic and do you know how long it takes to do my make up and Stella's make up because you know that girl can't..."
"She already left." Louis shrugged.
"What?! The little rat! We were supposed to get ready together!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, she was already ready by the time we ate breakfast together this morning."
"Why didn't you wake me up? Why didn't she wake me up?" I complained, getting out of bed.
"You were sleeping so peacefully!" He complained, following me through the house. But I was on a mission. I had to start getting ready for Eras tour. I couldn't believe Stella would just leave without me. This was something we were supposed to be experiencing together.
"Do you think she's mad at me?" I asked, storming up the stairs.
"No, she practically worships the ground you walk on." Louis said. I felt like that could not be further from the truth, but go off.
"Then why would she leave me behind in the dust?" I complained.
"Don't be dramatic..."
"Dramatic is my only flavor Louis Tomlinson!"
"I noticed." He chuckled. I stormed in my room and opened up the closet to stare at my options again. Stella and I had gone over this a million times last night. Stella had picked out these god awful outfits for us to wear and I hated them, but she insisted they were the vibe. She wanted us to be a devil and an angel and I let her talk me into that because of the whole devil girls thing and I got to be the devil (obviously) but now that she left without me really I could wear whatever I wanted to, right?
"We could go back to bed." Louis suggested, hands on my waist and head on my shoulder, clingy as hell.
"On Eras tour day? Absolutely not."
"I'll buy you tickets for tomorrow night." He decided.
"Bold of you to assume I don't already have tickets for tomorrow night."
"Do you?"
"Not right now but I'm an accomplished artist, I'm sure I could figure something out with my millions." I decided. And I could. Why didn't I think of that before? I literally had millions, I could buy VIP with all the millions I had.
"So you'd rather get ready for Eras tour than come back to bed with me?" He asked. He kissed my shoulder a few times.
"Stooop iiiit." I complained, then I broke away from him.
