In love with my tour buddies' sister

Clubbing

*Ashton*
The next morning I stopped Trys before she got ready for the day. "What Ashton?" She groaned. I said, "Next stop we are going clubbing in Miami." "Okay. I'm too young to drink anyways. So are you." She said. I said, "Only by a year. They don't check IDs here anyway. It's gonna be fun." She just shrugged and nodded heading into the bathroom. Yeah I can't wait to go clubbing. We got several hotel rooms for the night too. I can't wait. We are on our way there now anyways. We have a concert tonight then straight on a plane too Miami. We will have a concert in two days then the next night we are going clubbing. We all decided this without Trys last night in the One Direction lad's bus. We haven't gotten a drink in a while so we thought it'd be good. Of course under ages aren't going to drink, except me. Trys came out of the bathroom and shoved passed me. She seems groggy. Weird. Maybe she woke up to me pestering her about it last night. Oh well.

*Time Skip to night clubbing in Miami*

*Harry*
We all arrived at the club not dressed so fancy. Liam decided to stay sober because he is the responsible one. Plus he didn't want to get into trouble with Sophia. Sharon and Niall were gonna get drunk of their ass as they told us. I was planning on having a few drinks. When we got there, the girls and 5sos went straight to the dance floor because they aren't allowed. Smart kids.

*Trystyn*
We danced for a while until Michael and Raini found a hallway, Luke and Aspyn found a place to talk and Cecelia and Calum went out back. Ashton had gone to get a drink and I was just standing there. I decided to be a wallflower and stand away from the drunk sweaty people. I stood there by myself for a while before a random person came up and said, "You are Trystyn right." I nodded and he said, "You are a nobody who just uses people for fame and money." I looked down and he smacked me walking away. Then a couple minutes later Ashton came back drunk and started talking to me. "Trys, you know you um..... that kiss didn't mean a thing right. I just wanted to kiss someone who looked like a good kisser." He started. I felt my heart break. He said, "Yeah, and then at Disneyland I just wanted you to talk to me. I needed to get you to talk so your brother wouldn't get pissed at me. I really don't give a fuck if you ever talked again in my opinion." Is he really saying this and meaning it, or is he just too damn drunk of his ass to control his thoughts. Either way it hurt me really bad. The voice was getting louder in my head to. Plus I had the conversation recording on my phone. "Go get out of here. Go home, you suck at guitar. Bitch." He slurred walking away. I walked out of the club and took a cab back to the hotel. When I got to mine and the girls room I grabbed my toiletries bag and headed into the bathroom. I got out my blade and listen to the conversation again. I found my old scar and slowly pushed the blade through. Someone better come and get me and stop me damn it.