I (Accidentally) Kidnapped 5SOS

Chapter 29: Birthdays and Beer

Chapter 29: Birthdays and Beer

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"Quick! What day is it?" Ashton shouted, running into the lounge on the bus.

It was lucky that I wasn't driving, or else I would've swerved and crashed in surprise. I jumped at his exclamation; Michael flinched but resumed playing his video game; Luke and Allison both looked like they might punch somebody; and Calum choked on his ham sandwich. He revived by downing some of his Coke and clearing his throat. RJ padded over and ate the bits of ham he dropped on the ground.

"Does it matter?" I demanded, more than slightly annoyed.

"Yes," the drummer said sharply. "What day is it?"

"Um, the eighteenth, I think?" Allison said, turning on Michael's iPad. "Yeah, the eighteenth."

"Shoot!" Ashton cursed loudly, kicking the couch. He stubbed his toe and cussed again, hopping around on one foot.

"Watch your language," Allison and I chided him.

"Shut up!" he snapped at us unexpectedly. Something was obviously upsetting him, and it seemed to be more than just his stubbed toe.

"What's wrong, Ash?" Luke asked, detecting his frustration.

"Don't you get it?" his friend cried, running his hands through his hair. "It's the eighteenth of July!"

"So?" I prompted.

Luke's eyes widened when he realized whatever-it-was. "Oh, shoot."

"What?" I yelled in frustration. "What's so special about the eighteenth of July?"

"Nothing," Ashton told me. "Nothing at all. But there is something special on the seventh and sixteenth of July!"

"Oh," Allison said in understanding.

"Shoot," Michael and Calum cursed in unison.

"Am I missing something here?" I said in annoyance. "Why does everyone keep saying the naughty s-word?"

"It's our birthdays!" Ashton proclaimed. "Well, it was our birthdays. We totally forgot!"

I snorted. "You forgot your own birthday? Wait, who else has a birthday in July?"

"We have been a little busy for the past few weeks," he pointed out. "Luke and I both have birthdays in July."

"Remember when I said that we typically celebrate Luke and Ashton's birthdays on tour?" Michael reminded me. Well, more like mumbled. He was still locked into his game. "That would be now."

"Happy birthday to me," Luke hummed. "Nineteen isn't that big of a deal."

"Yeah, but twenty-one is," Ashton said, sounding disgruntled. "I'm allowed to drink alcohol in the United States now! I can't believe that I forgot!"

"Oh well," I said with a shrug. "Happy birthday to you two. Are you good now?"

"I guess," he sighed, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling. He traipsed back to the bunks and climbed into the nearest top one.

"That was a little harsh," Calum chided me.

I frowned. "What did I do?"

"You just brushed off his birthday like it was any other day of the year."