Behind Closed Doors // Lashton

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen (there is a triple X rated paragraph that I will point out before it comes)

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ASHTON POV

**6pm, May 15th**

I lift my heavy head from the couch, my eyes watering as I yawn. I look around the bus, wondering what time it is. I stretch a little bit to loosen my arms. I go to stand up, but get forced down by a pounding in my head. I was hoping it would have gone away after I fell asleep. I hug my head, it feeling as if it will burst.

After a couple minutes I'm able to stand up, and walk to the bathroom to grab a bottle of aspirin. I take out three pills, and drink them down with water I find in the kitchen. I then peek my head into the bedroom. Both Calum and Luke are asleep. I go over to the bed and pull the blankets up. I take the warm ice packs off of Luke as well. I kiss Luke on the forehead, and ruffle Cal's hair. I leave the bedroom, and leave the bus to get some fresh air.

I wander around outside, looking around at my surroundings. The back of the stadium we're preforming at looms behind me. I go behind the buses, and climb the chain link fence. I sit at the top where a metal bar is to keep it all up. I'm twenty feet in the air, and the view is amazing. I watch cars zip by one after the other. I watch the people walking, and eventually my eyes find an ever growing line. A line that has started wrapping around the backside of the stadium. A line of our fans. I decide to climb closer to them, but stay on the fence. They don't notice me surprisingly, which makes it easier for me to scare them some.

"Hello." I say to them. The whole line turns to face me.

"Oh my god, Ashton!" They scream.

"How are you up there?!" Someone yells.

"I climbed up." I say.

"Will you marry me?" Someone presses themselves to the fence below me.

"I don't date minors, sorry." I look down at her.

"I'm eighteen!" She glares at me.

"Oh, sorry." I blush.

"Vertically challenged I know." She mumbles.

"You gay?" Someone's boyfriend asks. People immediately start yelling at him.

"Hey now, it's a valid question. The answer is no." I say.

"You bi?" He asks next.

"Nope." I say.

"You even straight?" He asks.

"Nope." I say. The fans all immediately get confused.

"What the fuck are you then?" Someone else asks.

"Undecided, probably straight though." I answer. They all nod.

"Been through times like that, being undecided. It's actually nice to not be in a category." The vertically challenged girl below me says.

"You guys are already lining up for tomorrow?" I ask.

"Uh, absolutely." They respond.

"Not sure yet, but there may be changes to the concert. There was a fight and Luke hurt his hand. Well, his hand and everything else." I say.

"Oh no! What happened?!" They exclaim.

"It was just a fight, it's over now." I say.

"Between who? Does this have to do with what happened a couple days ago?" The girl below me asks.

"Not directly. Same people involved kind of. Same hand for Luke." I say.

"The same hand?! That sucks!" Someone else says.