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fourteen

"I'm so incredibly tired" Ashton groaned, placing his towel next to Michael's and mine before entering the hot tub. "I'm so glad we have a little time off before playing tonight."

"Incredible that even you don't have enough energy anymore to explore Milan immediately" Michael said jokingly, closing his eyes again after Ashton sat down next to him.

"The last five nights wore me out, I gotta admit. I'm glad we have a day off, I guess it's because I'm so old, now that I'm 21."

"Ashton, you were dancing like a 12 year old at your birthday party three nights ago " I giggled, blowing some air into the water before leaning back again. "But your shows were so great. I can't believe we've been to Denmark, Sweden, Norway and Germany in 5 days!"

"Well, you're gonna see even more. Amsterdam, Brussels, Milan, Turin, Paris, and Lisbon are still missing." Michael mumbled. "Oh and Madrid! And then we have off for, like ten days, including songwriting, until we start the American tour. It's gonna be exciting, and exhausting." He let out a big sigh. "Oh god, I could fall asleep right now."

"No! You promised me to do the whole wellness program. No sleeping." I whined, pinching the red haired boy before splashing water into his face.

"Oh my god, you're so annoying" Michael groaned before cracking a smile. He immediately took the chance and grabbed me by my waist, getting up to carry me out of the hot tub.

"Michael! What are you doing? Oh my god no, no Michael no!" I cried out, knowing exactly what he wanted to do.

"Well Freya, that's what you get when you mess with the biggest punk rocker on earth!" Ashton laughed, watching the scene in front of him while grabbing one of the beers that were standing in a cooler next to the hot tub.

"One!" Michael yelled, swinging me back and forth in front of the ice cold pool next to the sauna. "Two!" – "Michael no, please, NO!" I cried out, but it was no use. – "Three!"

And with that I was thrown into the coldest pool you could imagine. It was around 15 degrees and I felt like dying, my body still heated up from the warm water in the whirlpool.

"Michael, this is not funny, my heart is racing so weirdly" I whined, my breath uneven. "I can't move, oh fuck" I made hectic moves with my hands, my eyes as wide open as possible and my voice shaky. "I – fuck, I don't know what to do"

"Shit Freya, you might have a shock, stay still, I'll help you get out of here." Michael panicked, running around the pool to get one of the long dip nets that were standing next to one of the doors.

Meanwhile Ashton gave me a confused look and I gave him a cheeky smile. Michael was a little too naïve sometimes, but I just couldn't let him get away with that. Ashton suppressed a laugh and rolled his eyes, leaning back and enjoying the show.

"Ashton why don't you help me? She might die oh my god, go and get some help or call 911 or – oh god what is 911 in Sweden?" Michael yelled, pushing the dip net towards me until I could clutch onto it with my hands.