After the concert, the boys, Josh, Hazel and I all go back to the hotel. Josh and Hazel are sharing a room next to us; as for me the hotel room is my worst nightmare.
"Ash!"
"Ash!"
"Ashie!"
"Ash!"
All the boys are trying to get my attention as I'm ignoring them.
"You guys are going to get hit in the face." I glare up at them.
"You wouldn't hurt this beautiful face." Harry says, stuffing chips in his face.
I glare and smirk, "Oh really?"
"No, guys I rather not see death in this room." Liam says, sitting next to me.
"Fine fine, you guys use a condom tonight and keep it down will ya?" Harry smirks.
My face turns red and the boys laugh as well as Liam flicking them off.
Niall walks over the light and flicks it off.
Liam and I shift to under the blanket and I feel awkward on what to do.
I watch all the boys charger their phones and get into bed.
Shit I forgot to take my medicine.
I get up from the bed and to my suitcase, Liam looks up at me and mouths what? I hold up my pill bottle and he says oh.
I uncap the bottle and take a pill.
She gave me the wrong pills, why the hell does my bathroom have birth control pills?
I put the pills back in there and slowly make my way back to Liam. I lay down and feel his arms warp around me and my heart drops.
I feel him smile in my hair and I try my best not to grin but I still grin.
***
"Stop!" I hear Ash's voice scream.
I hear Niall, "Ashleigh?"
"Stop it!" She sobs.
I sit up and start shaking her, "Ash, wake up."
She's crying and her face is red.
The boys are all up by this point and they are right by our bed.
She sits up at the sleep of lightening and she leans over into me and I wrap my arms around her at she sobs.
The boys look at me and they all look so confused, "Go back to bed." I mouth.
They nod and go into their bed, Harry eyeing her.
"Shhh, it's okay Skittle. I'm right here baby." I whisper into her ear.
She starts to fall asleep in my arms, and I don't move.
I'm too scared to move.
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Turning Tables l.p (COMPLETED)
FanfictionWhen Ashleigh Adams turned five, her life fell apart and she was sent into foster care. She's been in multiple foster homes, each one rejecting her for her PTSD. But when she is fourteen years old, a single mother in America wants to adopt her. When...
