5 Weeks Of Little Mix (5SOS/Little Mix Fanfic)

Chapter 9 - Seriously?

Michael's POV:

I groan into my pillow as I roll away from the direction of the piercing sunlight which burns my bloodshot eyes.

As I pull my duvet over my head, I squirm uncomfortably as it shoots off from my feet leaving them cold and exposed.

Not being able to cope with the horrors of being trapped in my duvet I lean over to look at the time on my phone.

12pm.

I'm such a jerk. How is it 12pm and we're still in bed.

" Shut up Michael" Says Calum also with his head shoved as far into his pillow as possible.

I build up all my strength and manage to sit up and pull myself from the bed.

Ashton is already in the kitchen looking perfectly normal.

" How are you not dying?" I ask, my hand practically glued to my forehead.

Ashton shakes his head,
" I didn't drink as much as you, plus I guess I can just handle it better"

I roll my eyes and check if the girls are by the pool where they usually are each morning.

No sign of any of them outside. Shit. We've killed Little Mix, the most famous girlband of our century.

" Are you serious about the whole roadtrip thing?" Asks Ash scrolling through his phone.

I shrug,
" I said that? Well yeah, why not".

Ashton nods his head,
" Well it just so happens there's a guy in this complex selling his old R-V. I had a morning walk to freshen up this morning and he was out cleaning it"

Ashton wants to buy an R-V? Well I guess it isn't a problem apart from the fact they can cost up to $70,000 and we don't have that money on us.

" We can't afford an R-V" I shrug.

Ashton laughs,
" He says he'll rent it for $800 for the next week if we want it"

I think for a moment. That's money we all do have, well as long as the Little Mix girls chip in with $100 each.

" Go rent it out Ash, we can go and buy loads of food and then we can hit the road in the next few days" I smile realising this idea may just come true.

Ashton puts down his phone,
" I'll go tell him now, you go pick up the money from everybody"

I nod my head and run into my room to make myself look slightly presentable. By this I mean throwing some product into my hair to spike it up and putting some new clothes on.

I run down the stairs and out the door before ringing the doorbell of the Little Mix household.

Not long after the door opens to Perrie Edwards who is looking rather stressed out.

"You okay? You look a bit err...on edge" I say cautiously

" I'm playing nurse today...the girls are all dying at the moment" Says Perrie sarcastically.

I try to change the conversation,
" So yeah we're thinking about going on a roadtrip in the next few days? If you want you can give us $100 from you each and we can rent the rv and you can tag along"

Perrie looks at me like I'm psychotic,
" Here take this. Now please-"

"PERRRIIEEE. IM GONNA THROW UP" Shouts a voice from the top of the stairs.

"I'll leave you to it....hope they feel better soon....." I say politely.

With that Perrie smiles weakly and shuts the door in my face.