I'll Be The Anchor - Michael Clifford

Save Me From This Broken Heart

I'd hoped to get a good amount of sleep that night seeing as I had a 9 am wake up call to sort out scheduling from a main office email. That wasn't the case though. The rest of the crew hit the bus as loud as they could, many drunk, and just completely inconsiderate.

I knew that'd be the case every night though. Crew always partied hard, they didn't have any show to put on, they didn't care. I hated the crew bus... Officially.

I plopped my headphones into my ears around 2am and concentrated on falling asleep. Mayday Parade muffling the drinking conversations and giggles. I wasn't sure how many songs I listened to when I finally well asleep, and I wasn't sure what time it was.

I knew in the morning though that I hadn't had enough sleep. I stumbled from my third row bunk and located an energy drink in the kitchen. Henry said that the busses had reached the venue not to long ago as I bid him good morning. I then moved onto getting ready. I brushed my long straight blonde hair and applied my mascara and winged eyeliner onto my blue eyes. I looked quite plain as always, and moved onto stepping into my skinnies and black tee. I kept fashion pretty toned down for tour and after noticing the rain I knew it would be chilly in the venue. I pulled out my laptop and reached the back room of the bus. Pulling up the schedule I formulated plans.

One interview at one, break for lunch, sound check at three, break for dinner/activities, and lastly stage at 8:30. So, I needed to wake the boys at ten to expect them on time. It was so very important to be on time to media.

It was nearly 9:30 when I began to scrounge about for breakfast.

"Hey Henry?" I called from the kitchen.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Anyway we can hit McDonald's?" I asked.

"Sure, I'll get a runner to go for you?" He asked.

"I guess?" I asked.

I quickly wrote down that I needed ten sausage and ten chicken biscuits. Along with ten hash browns. I prayed the runner would be quick.

Around 9:50 I made my way to the 5SOS bus silently praying they'd come easily.

Knocking lightly on their door got the attention of the driver who quickly let me in and informed me that they were still asleep.

I set the big McDonald's bags down in the kitchen and beelined for the bunks. I slowly opened the first one on the bottom to see a sleeping Calum.

"Calum, time to get up." I whispered and shook him lightly.

"Huh?" He asked.

"You've got two hours to be ready to get ready. I've also brought breakfast it's in the kitchen." I smiled.

"You're an angel." He murmured and turned over.

"Calum..."

"I'm up. Turn away, I'm shirtless." He laughed.

I turned red and moved to the lower bunk on the other side.

Moving the curtain I saw a half awake Ashton staring at me.

"Did you say breakfast?" He asked.

"In the kitchen." I nodded.

"Heavenly." He smiled and sat up. I moved down further, seeing a Calum pulling on a tee before I pulled the next curtain.

"Luke." I shook his small frame until he turned over.

"I'm up I'm up." He protested.

"Breakfast in the kitchen, go get dressed please." I said as sweetly as possible.