Lost Without Them (Ashton Irwin Story)

Anyone seen Storm?

Storm's POV

I wake up around 3 am in a cold sweat, breathing erratic, from yet another nightmare. I thought I finally beat them and got rid of them but yet again I'm proved wrong. I go into the bathroom, checking the cuts and reapplying a clean bandage, covering it up with my bracelets as a precaution even though I know no one is awake right now.

I check what the time is back home as I decide what to do, it's not too late. Quickly I dial a number, biting my nail nervously as I wait for them to pick up, pacing around my room in anticipation.

Finally they pick up.

"Hey babe. Why you calling? I mean I'm not complaining but shouldn't you be ou-"He stops talking when he hears me sniffle. "Storm, what's going on? Why are you crying?" He sounds panicked; the others can be heard in the background asking questions obviously registering his panic.

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry." I cry quietly.

"Storm, what happened?" Zeke asks gently.

"I messed up...I did it again." I sniff. "I broke our promise."

"Oh Storm..."I hear him sniff before the phone is passed to someone else. Talking can be heard in the background, before Blaine's voice fills my ears.

"We all break promises storm, it's alright, and we're not judging you." He reassures. He sighs before continuing, "I feel so useless here on the other side of the world while you're struggling." Its quiet again for a few seconds before he asks, "Is there anyone on tour you think will help us out and look out for you there like we do here?"

I stay quiet for a few seconds, hiccupping slightly as I think over the options. "I don't know, maybe." I admit defeat. "One of the 1d guys possibly."

"Do you trust any of the enough to help you out? If you want I can talk to them for you...I'm not trying to be on your case but you need someone to help you out." He replies.

I nod even though I know he can't see it, "I know B, I really do. I want to stop but it's so hard." I mumble.

"Trust me storm, I know but if I can do it then so can you. You helped me and this lot now it's our turn to help you. Just...think about it, yeah? We got to go but call us whenever, it doesn't matter what time it is here, we promise to pick up." He promises as shouts of agreement can be heard in the background, making me smile softly.

"Thanks, I'll talk to you lot soon." I promise, saying good bye before hanging up.

I knew I could count on them when I felt lost. I think over what Blaine suggested, he is right; I do need someone here too. The one direction boys are the only people I am close enough to that wouldn't blow this out of proportion or tell my boys. Each boy has their own little role in my life and I've barely known them 4 days.

Niall is the person I go to for any advice.

Louis is like my best friend outside of the 5sos guys; I can be myself and not have to worry about being judged because he is exactly like me.

Liam is exactly like another older brother, willing to joke around and have fun but also willing to draw the line and be serious.

Harry is, surprisingly, my prank twin, he helps me get back at the boys and we already have a list of pranks we can do over the course of the tour.

Zayn is like my personal stylist, he is not afraid to tell me if what I'm wearing or how I have done my hair or make up looks bad and will happily help me pick out an outfit or braid my hair for me as I do my makeup - I found this out yesterday as he rebraided my hair while I reapplied my makeup so it looked we hadn't moved before the boys got back.