Worthless || Hemmings

∞Chapter 24∞

•Ashton•

(we never have a Ashton chap doods)

The next day was literally filled with paperwork, meetings and packing. I packed Michael's and my own bag, considering he fell asleep after eating pizza.

It was now 4 am and I had to wake Michael up, get everything in the car, then go get Calum and Luke with Noelle. Luke decided it was a good idea for Noelle to come with us, and I agreed.

"Michael, wake up." I whispered, shaking him lightly. "No, fuck off, I need my beauty sleep." He whined. "There isn't enough time in the world to make you beautiful Michael, lets go." I joked and in return got a pillow to the face. "Fair enough." I said, as I bent down and picked up Michael. "Dude what the hell!" He yelled as I put him over my shoulder.

"Well, you wouldn't wake up so I woke you up." He rolled his eyes, hitting my back with his fists. "Come on, we gotta go get Calum, Noelle and Luke." I called, getting my keys while glancing at the house for the last time in a year. "Move, I wanna sleep in the car. Open up the back seat." Michael spat, rubbing his eyes like a tired kitten.

I clicked open the car, and closed the door behind me. I took the sticky note out from my pocket and posted it on the door. "Away on tour, leave any newspaper or mail in the crack we left open in the garage. Thanks, Ashton and Michael."

"You ready to go?" I asked Michael. He hummed a yes, and we were off. Lord knew how this would go.

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*time skip to the airport cause it's just Calum Luke and Noelle being picked up*

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Soon enough we all got to the airport, a small crowd of fans standing there chanting "5SOS". No one knew what to do, considering we had never had fans at the airport like this before. Luke walked over, hugging a few while getting pictures. Michael waved, Calum also hugging some fans. I had to stay with Noelle but I also waved, blowing kisses to some fans.

Our fans meant the world to us, and each and every one of them had made an impact in our lives. I had recognized a few fans at the airport from twitter, fans like (random users ok?) @malumlives, and @lashtonovertherainbow (IDEK if u can have users that long, it's a story.)

Luke had come back and walked with Noelle, his hand in hers. I took my phone from my back pocket and snapped a picture. I went on to twitter and started writing a new tweet.

"@Ashton5SOS: true love is when your hand fits in theirs." With the picture attached, tagging Luke in the photo. I wasn't sure if the fans knew about Noelle or Noelle and Luke, but they would now.

Soon enough #Noke (Noelle and Luke's ship name) was trending on twitter, even if it was only 5:51 a.m. in Australia. It had gotten countless retweets and likes, and just as much hate as love from the fandom.

All of the sudden, a girl at the age of around 14 stood in front of me. "Hi, Ashton. I just want to let you know how much you've helped me, and I just want you to know that we, as fans, are here for you just as much as you've been here for us. Sure we may only be a few thousand girls and guys all over the world who talk about your dicks, or write weird fanfiction about you boys, but hey! We are here to help you go through any hard times you may be having and to make you as happy as you make us." She spoke, itching her arm.

"Excuse me, if you don't mind me asking, but why do you keep scratching your arm?" I asked without thinking. My eyes grew wide, and I slammed my hand over my mouth. "Oh my god, I'm sorry you don't have to tell me, I swear I'm sorry." I sputtered. "No, it's okay. Here, and I'm sorry in advanced." She said, lifting her sleeve.

(This may be triggering? Idk)

She lifted the sleeve of her pale lavender jacket and showed me her arm. It was lined with many cuts, some deep, some long, some short. "What's your Name?l i asked her.

"Tevannah, but I go by Tev." She spoke. "Well, Tev. Do you have a marker?" I asked, looking around to make sure the boys wouldn't be mad. She nodded, handing me a pink marker. I drew a light butterfly over the majority of the cuts. Writing "Ash xX" underneath.

"What's this for?" She asked, with furrowed brows. "If you cut the butterfly, it'll die. Everytime you cut, think as if you're killing one of your family members or someone you love. So, to demonstrate I wrote my name. You wouldn't want to cut me, or kill me, would you?" I asked. She shook her head no.

"Exactly, so it'll help you stop cutting if you draw a butterfly every time you want to relapse." I explained to her. "Here, put your twitter name in, and follow yourself off my account, if you ever want to talk in here, as you said you were for me." I said, handing her my iPhone.

"Thank you Ashton, this really means a lot. I really love you guys. You've saved me." She told me, as she hugged me and handed me my phone back. I squeezed back, savoring the feeling. "Have a nice flight, good luck with One Direction!" She told me.

"Thanks! We will be releasing new music soon! Make sure you look out for it!" I yelled as I walked away. Meeting Tev left me with a bubbly feeling inside. "You've saved me." The words she spoke constantly were repeating in my head.

"You okay there Ash?" Calum asked. I nodded, slipping in my earbuds. I opened twitter and wrote a new tweet.

"@Ashton5SOS: thank you"

•No One's Point Of View•

The kiwi boy sat in his plane seat, resting his head on the colored haired boy's shoulder. The colored hair boy was asleep, but still holding hands with the tan boy.

The tall boy cuddled with his little (Noelle), kissing her lightly on the head. He rubbed her back soothingly when the plane went through turbulence, and shook the plane a bit.

And the curly haired boy, oh the curly haired boy. He sat near the window, alone. No one sat next to him. But he didn't need anyone next to him, he had his phone. He went through Tev's page, looking through her pictures. Her latest tweet caught his eye.

"TevForTwo: thanks ashton"

All of the sudden everybody smelt smoke. "The planes crashing!" The kiwi boy yelled, waking up the colored hair boy. "Shit! Luke, get Noelle! Ashton! Get up!" He yelled, frantically wiping his eyes.

Only the curly haired boy didn't hear him. He had his earphones in, listening to The 1975 as the plane crashed, on his side first.

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I'm a horrible person.

QOTD: have u been to any concerts? And if so which ones, if not what would you like to see?

AOTD: I went to Sounds Live Feels Live (5SOS) on September 2nd 2016, and I'm going to Panic! At The Disco's Death Of a Bachelor tour on March 25th 2017.

Love y'all!

Hug pugs and don't do drugs,

Ash.