Kiss me again. [An All Time Low Fan- Fic.]

Chapter 14: You're One Big Sugar Rush.

*Hannah's POV*

Early morning sunrises are one of my favorite things to watch. I sat outside on the porch, drinking a cup of coffee on the long wooden swing outside while the chaos of my family went on inside.

I took out my phone and texted Cameo, not caring if there was a different time change there or not. I just needed a normal person to talk to for a minute.

Hannah: Morning Camo!

I knew she'd laugh at my stupid nickname, and I put my phone back in my pocket and sipped my coffee. A few minutes later my phone beeped and I got a text back from Cameo.

Cameo: Morning girlie! Miss me?(;

Hannah: Ya, early morning family time can make you miss anyone.

Cameo: Woah! G thanks.. Lol

Hannah: Whatever you know I'm joking! How's the tour?

Cameo: I got here last night.. -.- lol. But it was fun last night. We'll just see how it goes.

Hannah: Are you the only one awake?

Cameo: For right now, yeah, but someone should be up soon. I'm actually cleaning.

I spit laughter and re read the text to make sure it was all right. Cameo? Cleaning? That's probably driving her crazy because of her heightened OCD.

Hannah: Cleaning? It's 7am! xD

Cameo: Shut up, I know. -.-

As I was typing a reply, she sent me something else.

Cameo: I need to finish up, I'll text you later. Love you boothang! (;

There was also a picture attachment to the text. I clocked it and when it loaded my eyes widened in horror. It was a picture of the hotel parking lot, covered in tables, games, trash, cups, and empty bottles, everywhere. I closed my phone and stuck it in my pocket again. I shook my head, wishing I was there with her, and leaned back in the swing, enjoying my coffee.

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*Cameo's POV*

"I'm reaching for the floor, going down for trash.." I was singing to Breathe Carolina's song, but adding my own twist to it while I walked around with my big trash bag, picking up all the red solo cups.

It was seven in the morning, and for some reason I was actually awake right now. I had woken up, threw on my shorts from last night, (which didn't even matter because my pj shirt is too big anyways) and slid on someone's flip flops that were by the bus door. Now, I'm here, with Levi tied on his leash to a light pole nearby, while I cleaned up last nights crazy mess. It had only been a night but felt like a month.

I switched up songs and starting singing and remixing one of my favorite songs, Monster, by Ghost Town. I filled about, three trash cans of red cups by the time they were officially all gone, from outside, and was starting to clean up the empty alcohol bottles broken and lying around.

I squealed and dropped my building trash bag when a warm hand placed itself on the middle of my back.

"Woah! Sorry, sorry!" I flipped around to come face to face with Andy Biersack. He held both his hands, palms up, in surrender. "I didn't mean to scare you."

I placed my hand on my heart and calmed my breathing. "Asshole." I laughed breathlessly and picked up my trash bag again. "Why are you awake?"