Flights(5sos Ashton Irwin fan-fiction)

Ch.23

I woke up to the sound of something falling in the floor. "Lexi?" I shot up and looked at her sitting there rubbing her head.

"Ow, fucker. I just fell off this damn couch." She scrunched her face and let out a loud sigh.

"Where's Ashton?" I looked over and he wasn't sitting next to me anymore.

"Um," she looked around the bus. "I don't know." I pulled out my phone and called him.

A:Hello?

H:Hey!

A: Good Morning Hailey!

H:Good morning Ash, uh, where did you go?

A:I went to get coffee for everybody. I'm walking back now. Bye Hailey.

I hung up the phone and fell back. "Ugh, I wish I was in an actual bed. Not stuck in a tour bus."

"Same Hay-bail, same." Lexi said.

"You did not just say Hay-bail?" I looked at her and laughed.

"Yup, if Ashton can call you Hails then I can call you by your extremely old nickname." She wiggled her eyebrows.

"Oh, my God." I faintly laughed.

"Good Morning!" Ashton said as he walked through the door.

"Good Morning Ashton!" Lexi shouted throwing her hands up.

"Morning Ash." I said and grabbed his coffee.

"Hey! That one was mine!" He giggled.

"I know. I like the coffee you get it's good." I said and took a sip.

"That's why I got you one." He handed me the same kind, just fuller and hotter. "Here ya go Lexi! One Carmel frappe with extra whip cream and caramel!" He remembered our orders.

"You remembered all our orders?" I asked.

"Well, no. I forgot the rest of them. I only remembered yours and Lexi's." He set the coffee down on the table.

"Aw! That's so sweet." I cooed and hugged him. He kissed the top of my head.

"Are those my sweatpants?"

"Um, maybe?" I looked at him with sincere eyes.

"First you steal my coffee now my sweatpants?" He chuckled.

"Actually, I stole your sweatpants first, then your coffee." I said.

"Haha, okay."

"Well, I need to shower so I'll just go do that." Lexi awkwardly said, getting up and walking to the back. I just looked at Ashton and laughed.

"Okay, what you wanna do?" I asked and flopped down on the couch.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" He laid on top of me, crushing my stomach.

"I want to drink coffee." I said and rolled out from under him. I grabbed my coffee and drank it. "What are you staring at?"

"You." He said.

"Um, why?"

"Because you're beautiful!" No I'm not. Hailey is ugly af, she isn't pretty at all. Ashton deserves way batter than that whore. My dog is prettier than her.

"Hailey? Are you okay?"

"Huh?" I snapped out my thoughts. I couldn't help but think about what everyone had said about me, is saying.

"What's wrong?" He had a concerned look on his face.

"Nothing." I shrugged my shoulders and sat beside him.