Lost Without Them (Ashton Irwin Story)

Not again

Storms POV

The boys leave me alone with my music after our little chat but that is only until lunchtime. At lunchtime, Calum appears back in my room to let me know that lunch is nearly ready and to also inform me that Ashton sent him to come and get me so that I can eat with them. So, maybe I didn't believe Ashton when he said that he would be keeping a close eye on me from now on, but does he really expect to be able to keep this up when I go back to school in less than two days. However, knowing these boys as much as I do means that I know they will have a plan up their sleeves somehow. Do I really want to know? Not really since I dread to think what it will entail.

Completely against my wishes Calum decides that he is going to fireman carry me down the stairs, ignoring me when I begin to hit him in the back – as you can probably tell, it isn't working in my favour but I'm still trying nonetheless. When we finally reach, he continues to ignore me as I demand him to put me down. I hear my mum laugh at my predicament but does nothing to help me get out of this situation – I thought she would know better than anyone that I don't like this. I cross my arms against his back and intentionally dig my elbows into his spine but I still get no reaction from him in terms of letting me down.

"Can I ask what you are doing to my sister right now?" Michael asks as he tries to reframe from laughing but I can tell how badly he wants to do so right now.

"She was being rude to me so she deserves it." Calum states which then prompts me to hit him again in response to what he said.

"You touched my music without permission so you deserved what you go," I argue, starting to get uncomfortable as his shoulder digs into my ribs and stomach.

He pinches my leg, which makes me retaliate by kicking at him, and I can hear both of my parents laughing as well as Michael and Luke joining in the laughter. They just keep laughing. Every time I struggle they just start to laugh more. Why is nobody helping me?

It takes me a second to realise that I've started to panic again, too tuned in the laughter I keep hearing and only snapping out of it a little when I feel another pair of arms pull me down off of Calum's shoulder – though he is quick to let me go once he realises that this isn't a joke anymore. The person pulls me into their chest and holds me close as they talk lowly to me but they seem to soon come to the conclusion that it isn't working. I still have my eyes clenched shut and my hands tight over my ears to block out the laughter but I can still hear it replaying over and over in my mind.

Ashtons POV

I know as soon as I see the method that Calum is using to bring Storm downstairs that this is not going to end well. We know how much she hates being carried unless it is under her own terms and this definitely doesn't look like one of those occasions since she is squirming around do much in Calum's grip.

I am helping Karen move all of the food into the dining room so that we can all eat together and catch up on what each other has missed while we've been gone, not paying much attention to chatter until I hear it.

"Storm, listen to me. I need you to listen to me. You're alright."

I put everything in my hands down on the table quickly and race back to the boys as Karen quickly does the same. She doesn't seem to have heard it even if I did, she is responding to my own actions. When we reach the others, I feel like this is déjà vu.

Storm has her hands over her ears, eyes shut tight and breathing heavier than normal. Michael is holding, talking to her but she is not reacting to him at all. Calum looks guilty but I don't exactly blame him, he probably thinks that he started this. Luke just looks terrified, probably scared that she is going to pass out again. Daryl is close by but looks just as helpless as Michael is starting to look.