Road Trip // c.h.

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Chapter 5:

Teagan's POV:

It's been about two weeks and things are going smoothly. The boys and I practically play FIFA 24/7 and eat cheap fast food while Ashton or Michael drives. Not a good way to get a beach body, but a great way to bond with a group of guys.

"Get off me you fat ass!" I groan as Luke sprawls his long frame across my smaller one, trying to distract me from the FIFA match we're playing.

"No-no-no YES! Nutmeg! Haha, beat that Teag!" He shouts triumphantly digging his bony elbow in to my side.

"Ow! Geeze you don't ever beat me unless you're sitting on me or I literally can't see the screen."

"Not true."

"Yeah."

"Nope."

"Yes."

"Nu-uh."

"Yeah-huh."

"Noooo."

"Yesss."

"Shut up both of you god damn!" Calum shouts, poking his head around the dividing curtain, his broad tattooed chest poking out slightly.

I divert my gaze from his body to his face, trying to regain composure.

"What crawled up your ass and died hmm?"

"Nothing," he scowls. "Michael is just trying to nap and I'm.... doing something private. So keep it down."

"Fine. Ashy poo!" I call flirtatiously, pushing Luke roughly to the ground and bouncing to the front of the bus.

"Where are we babe?"

"Somewhere between Memphis and Nashville honey buns," Ashton replies in a high pitched tone, batting his eyes lashes at me before quickly returning his gaze to the road.

"And quit flirting with Ashton Teagan, it's annoying as fuck," Calum calls faintly from the rear of the bus.

"Yes daddy!" I call back as sweetly as possible before rolling my eyes and plopping down next to Ashton.

"He's just jealous," He laughs, pulling off the freeway to stop at a gas station.

"Well duh, we're pretty darn cool."

"Heck yeah we are," Ashton winks, high-fiving me on his way out to pump gas.

My stomach rumbles loudly as I watch Ashton move around, pressing buttons and putting the nozzle in the tank.

"Hey Ash I'm getting hungry watching you exercise, do we have time for me to get some snacks?"

"We're not going anywhere remember?" He calls back, flicking his receipt into the trash. "This is a leisure trip and we have no agenda!"

"Great! Luke come with me to get food please."

"UGHHHH fine," He mutters, picking himself up from where I'd pushed him off the couch 15 minutes ago.

After the boys picked me up from the side of the freeway they wouldn't let me go anywhere without one of them. They think i'm 'too young' to be out alone, even though I'm the same age as them. I honestly don't mind the spoiling so much, it reminds me of home.

I tiptoe back to my bunk which is buried in dirty laundry and find my wallet and a pair of vans.

"Last one to the gas station has to wake up Michael by singing to him," I laugh, tearing past Luke toward the low building.