I woke up the next morning to a heavy banging on our hotel room door
"Urgh" I moaned
I stole a glance at a clock that was placed directly facing the bed I had slept in, it was 8:12am, which seemed way too early for a non-working morning
My eyes began to slowly re close, however I was immediately woken again by the loud knocking sound
"Who is that?" I heard Luke groan
"How am I supposed to know" I snapped
"CAN ONE OF YOU ANSWER THE DOOR" the individual from outside shouted
"Shit" I heard Luke whisper, he jumped up from his man made bed that was placed on the floor next to me
The knocking continued
"What's up?" I asked, too exhausted to even question the banging
"What if it's a fan-an interviewer-what if someone knows I've spent the night" Luke whimpered, seeming fearful of the possibilities with the knowledge of what the media could do with such a story, he attempted to be quiet, however the raspiness of his voice made the volume higher
"WERE NOT FUCKING FANS" I heard the now-familiar voice shout, the comment was followed by a wave of giggles.
Luke shot me a confused look from beside my bed
"It's Ashton and Georgie" I told him,
He stood to his feet and dragged himself towards the door, I didn't move, and instead cherished the bliss comfort and warmth the matress was offering, however I still heard the conversation taking place in the doorway of our hotel room
"Where's Apple?" Georgie questioned, leaving no time for Luke to reply "Are you guys coming down for breakfast?"
"I think this is way too early for us-" Luke said, speaking truthfully for me aswell
"Don't be such a pussy" Ash joked
"Yeah and tell Apple to get her ass out of bed aswell" Georgie added
Luke let out a small laugh,but I could tell it was only the kind of laugh you do to please the people surrounding you
"We'll be down in five" Luke said, on behalf of us both
"That's my boy" Ash giggled
The hotel door shut, leaving me and Luke alone again, he made his way towards the end of my bed
"I told them we'd be down in five" Luke said
"I heard" I murmered, as I further burried my face beneath the sheets that were covering my face
"We need to get ready!" Luke said, a slight enthusement ringing in his tone
"Speak for yourself" my sleepy voice and moody morning self spoke
All fell quiet amongst the hotel room, and much to my own happiness, I believed Luke was going to get ready and leave without me.
Suddenly I felt the duvets that were once covering my body, be rapidly torn away from me, leaving me completely exposed to the cold air that hit my legs as soon as the sheet was removed, Luke stood over me with a grin, before grabbing a nearby pillow and hitting me over the head with it
"WAKE UP" He screeched playfully
"OH MY GOD" I whined, holding my head in my hands to guard myself from any further attacks "THAT FUCKING HURT LUKE" I moaned
"ITS A BEAUTIFUL DAY" he sang, referencing one of the songs off my most recent album and completely ignoring my comment about the pain to my face
He swung open the curtains, revealing a vivid light that seemed to only be shining in the direction of my eyes
