Come Home To My Heart | One Direction/5 Seconds Of Summer |

~Nora~

A/N: Note that the P.O.V changes from Nora to Megan...
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Nora's P.O.V

"Wake up," I heard a familiar voice singing to me, "Good morning, sleeping beauty."

"Mmmm, five more minutes..." I replied groggily.

I heard feet shuffling on the ground, then silence.

My bed slightly dips, but I am too lazy to care.

Next thing you know, somebody jumps on me.

"GET OFF ME YOU FAT PIECE OF TARD! ASHTON!" I shriek and try to wiggle out of my bed and away from the hippopotamus sitting on me.

It doesn't work, I'm stuck.

"I gvvv uhh ashhhhh!" my face is smooshed into my pillow and I'm laying on my front with Ashton on my back.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." He dramatically puts his hand to his ear to hear my muffled words of defeat.

"I said I give up... Now get your fat arse off of me!" I shouted.

"Nope. Not until you say,  Ashton is the bestest drummer and singer ever and he is my master!"

"You're such an arse, you know that?"

"Aww, thanks. That's why you love me..."

There's my best friend for you, Ashton fucking Irwin.

"FINE! Ashton is the bestest drummer and singer ever..." I said through gritted teeth.

"Annnnnd...?"

"I am going to kill you..."

"Oh stop, you know you love me, finish what you were going to say or I will tickle you."

"Ugh, fine! No tickles, please! Ashton is the bestest drummer and singer ever and he is my master..." I rolled my eyes.

"Who's your master?"

This bitch really wants to die doesn't he?

"You're my master... Are you done torturing me? I really need to get ready."

"Yeah, I'm done."

Something tells me that he isn't done torturing me, there is more...

Once he gets off of me, I stand up to stretch, feeling a pair of hands grab my waist.

"Ashton, come on now... I have to go and get ready!"

I started to get out of his grip, but he started tickling me.

"A-Ashhh... *squeal* s-stop... *scream* S-STOP!" I couldn't breathe, he knew how ticklish I was!

I fell to the floor laughing and squealing with him still tickling me, "Ashton... I-I'm going to pee my pants!"

He laughs at me and stops.

"... You're... a dick" I said, inbetween breaths.

"You love me either way." He just gives me a smirk.

"Ugh, help me up you arse." he reached for my hand and got me up off the floor.

I ran into my bathroom before he could do anything else.

I quickly, but thoroughly brushed my teeth, and took a shower.

I blowdried and combed out my naturally straight jet black hair and poked my head out the door to make sure Ashton wasn't in my room still.