Chapter One
Oh, and my timeline isn't gonna match up with real life, so don't try and match anything. I'm not gonna focus on places really, so we're gonna be on the east coast for a while.
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ASHTON POV
**Boston, MA, USA, 2016**
**11pm, May 5th**
I drink some water while we wait for Luke to end his normal speech. Finally he finishes and we all say goodbye to the fans. The stage lights dim, the crowd erupts into screams, and we leave the stage. With my luck I end up leading everyone backstage to our dressing room. And, oh, I am so lucky.
"Ashton could you walk any slower?" Luke asks me.
"Yes." I mutter, making sure he won't hear me. He lets out an annoyed breath.
"You're in my way, move." He pushes past me. Oh how badly I want to throw my drumsticks at his face.
"Why do you put up with him?" Calum asks me, now walking next to me.
"Because he's Luke Hemmings. King of the fucking world." I say sarcastically.
"No seriously Ash, he's an asshole to you and you don't do anything. You could flick him and injure him. Why don't you?" Calum asks me.
"Calum, you ask me this every time." I say, slightly annoyed.
"And you never answer him." Michael comes up on my other side.
"I don't do anything because eventually he'll pull his head out of his ass." I say. Even I know Luke will forever be a grade A asshole to me unless I do something about it.
"I'd kick his ass." Michael says.
"Talking about me again Michael? I knew I was a popular topic but damn, I didn't know I was that popular." Luke says, on his phone when we enter the dressing room.
"Yeah, a popular dickhead." Michael mutters.
"Hurry up, I want to go back to my bus, but they said I can't leave without you guys." Luke says. Yes, his bus. He wouldn't share a bus with us, so he got his own bus. We don't mind a bit though.
"Yes your majesty, we'll be ready in a moment." Calum says.
"Please Calum, I'm not royalty yet." Luke says.
"You're a royal pain in the ass." Calum mumbles. Michael and Calum go to change out of their clothes, leaving me alone in the tiny room with Luke. Thanks guys. No, really, thanks.
"They want me to kick your ass you know." I say to Luke.
"But you're too busy kissing it." Luke grins at me.
"Boy, you're super cocky tonight." I say.
"Aw thanks Ash." Luke says. Sometimes I think he's bipolar. But the asshole thing is a huge act. Well, for the most part.
"Explain to me the asshole thing again? Because sometimes it just makes me want to clean you out." I say.
"I'm an asshole to you because I can be, got a problem with that?" Luke asks me. One of the others must be coming back in.
"No, forget I asked." I mutter.
"Hurry up and get changed, we're waiting on you now, like always." Luke says. I pass by Calum, who shakes his head.
"I honestly don't know how you put up with him." Michael says to me when I enter the changing room. I head into a stall, and strip down to shower.
"I'm gonna bus with him tonight to try and get him to stop." I say.

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