Secret Agent (5 Seconds of Summer)

Chapter 22: Shut it

"Guys!" Ashton yelled out throughout the whole apartment. His phone was in his hand and he was jumping around excitedly. "The tour begins.....today!"

"Woo!" Calum and Luke began jumping around behind him as Ashton filmed them with a grin on his face. Michael jumped into the shot and started grinning at the camera. I tried to remain quiet but a smile appeared on my face as I silently giggled. 

Ashton sent me a wink, before looking back at his phone. "We hope to see you on the tour and London we will see you soon!" He giggled before finishing recording. The boys continued to jump around the flat with excitement. Michael came jumping over to me, pulling me up by my hands and spinning me around in a circle. Ashton laughed as he posted the video.

"Please don't break my girlfriend, Mikey!"

"Help me!" I squeaked as we spun faster. Calum managed to intervene and me and Michael sat down, suddenly very dizzy. Michael playfully nudged me with his shoulder. 

"Are you excited?"

"Of course I am! I'm so proud of you guys for reaching this stage." I wrapped an arm around his waist and cuddled into his chest, shutting my eyes. "I'm so dizzy." I squeezed my eyes tighter, but my head continued to spin. 

"Maybe we should spin the other way around." Michael chuckled, causing me to shake from the vibrations from his chest.

We had finished packing up all our things before piling it all into a massive tour bus, which took us straight to sound check for the first show. We had to choose our beds which were all single and not very spaceous, so I had to have one separate to Ashton. I chose one in the middle, opposite Ashton and above Michael. 

"This is pretty comfy." I grinned at Ashton from the other bed, shutting my curtain.

"Hey!" Ashton chuckled before pulling on my curtain from his end. "Talk to me."

"We talk all the time!" I laughed. "What do you want to know?"

Ashton seemed to think for a moment, before grinning. "What is your Mom like? Can I meet her?"

I frowned. "She passed away a couple of years ago." I remember telling Calum this weeks ago. It was strange how the guy I was dating knew less about me than his best friend.

The expression was wiped off Ashton's face. "Shit. I'm sorry."

"It's fine." I mumbled, taking Ashton's hand as he reached over. "It was a long time ago."

"I understand." Ashton whispered. "I'm sure she is very proud of you."

I smiled sadly at him, nodding. "Yeah, maybe."

Ashton huffed as he dropped out of his bed before attempting to climb into mine. It was a tight squeeze, but he pushed me to the wall of my bed and pressed himself close to me, a smirk on his face.

His lips were hovering above mine before he whispered. "I know she is." 

The gap between us was closed within seconds, and Ashton pulled the curtain back to shield our make out session from the rest of his band. Groans could be heard clearly a few minutes later.

"They won't stop sucking each other's faces off."

"Getting a room isn't cool like this."

"Let them be- you'll laugh about it at the wedding."

Ashton pulled back quickly and his head slammed into the roof of my bed section. He laughed and groaned at the same time, before yelling out to his friends.

"Will you shut it, you?" He joked, before cuddling into me. "Sorry about that."

"They're joking." I giggled, cuddling up closer to Ashton. Ashton smirked as he placed a hand on my bum.