Lost Without Them (Ashton Irwin Story)

Our Little Family.

Storm's POV

I woke up around halfway through the flight and couldn't get back to sleep so now that we have reached our destination, I am extremely tired.

"You alright Mini Clifford?" Zayn asks, as he walks beside me out of the plane towards the building.

"Hmm, oh yeah just tired." I yawn.

"Want me to get Ashton, to carry you or something?" He asks.

"I'll be fine." I answer, before tripping over the ledge to go through the door. He reacts quickly and stops me falling on my face. "I think"

"Yeah, nice try." He responds before giving his bag to Louis and picking me up like a child. Although it probably looks weird, I really have not got the energy to protest much right now.

I hear Michael jog over to walk along side us. "Tired Stormy?" he asks gently.

I hum in response, as I feel myself starting to slip into unconsciousness. Zayn shakes me slightly, "Stay awake long enough to get you into the car, you can sleep on the way to the house we have rented then get more sleep when we get there."

I groan but nod gently to show I heard him. The boys are quickly shown through the airport and out the doors to the mini-bus thing we have.

From what I noticed of the weather, either the one direction guys were trash talking about their own country or we just caught it on a good day... I can't be sure which one of those is true yet.

I am strapped into a seat before the doors are shut and we are off. Someone gently guides my head down to rest on their shoulder, but that is the last thing I properly remember.

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I groggily come round, taking a few seconds to adjust to the light before taking a look around me. Apparently someone brought me into one of the rooms since I am currently in a bedroom. It's a decent size room from what I can tell but I'm only basing this on the size of the rooms in my house so...not the best thing to go by.

The door opens gently as someone enters quietly. "Hey I was just coming to wake you up." Ashton smiles gently as he comes over to me. "Everyone is in the living room; you wanna come out there or want me to take you to the kitchen?" He asks softly.

"Umm...the living room?" It comes out more like a question but he doesn't question it, just picking me up as I curl into his chest and carrying me out the door to the living room, wherever that is.

"Ey, sleeping beauty has awoken." Louis jokes as we go through a doorway into what seems like quite a spacious living room.

"Is that what Harry tells you every morning?" I joke, after Ashton has sets me down and takes his place next to me.

"No that's what Liam tells Zayn every morning." He replies before going back to his chat with Luke.

"You just had to say it, didn't you Tommo?" Liam sighs.

"She already knows so why are you stressing about it." Zayn mumbles, leaning his head on Liam's shoulder.

I turn my attention to Michael. "Who are you texting?"

"Mind your own business" he replies

"Rude." I mumble. "If the roles were switched you would want to know who I was texting, now stop being an ass and just tell me."

"I'm texting your boyfriend, we're meeting up later so I can give him the attention you're not giving him." He replies, smirking as he watches me over the top off his phone.