Secrets // a.i.

Seven

That night Ashton and I laid across one another in our bunks, going on about nonsense. Nothing was really said about his comment of how I was cute, which I was thankful for because I'm not sure what I would have said. Well, I know what I'd want to say and I'm not sure if I wanna say it right now. I'm still on the edge about giving into my feelings for him, and last night didn't help at all. It only made my feelings for him that much stronger. I'm doing so well with this. Not.

Just as I walk from the bunks and into the kitchen, a shirtless Ashton comes from the bathroom. A small pair of black nike shorts hang on his hips, his toned body laid out before me. I eye him up and down, a very large lump stuck in my throat. When I come to his face I realize he's looking at me with a cheeky grin plastered on his face, I turn away quickly. Crap!

"Don't get all excited, you surprised me" I mumble, hoping my voice doesn't sound as weak as it is.

"Yeah, sure" he chuckles, taking a seat next to Michael at the table. Can he put a damn shirt on? You are distracting me with your hot body!

"Keep dreaming, she wouldn't go there" Michael laughs, stuffing a slice of left over pizza into his mouth. Ashton lets out a small giggle, it almost comes off as fake.

"Yeah right" he says so low I almost didn't hear. Am I just fooling myself right now, or am I just wanting some sign of him liking me back that I'm delirious? I'm gonna go with the latter.

"So what are we doing today?" I ask, pulling a juice from the fridge.

"We still have another hour or two before we arrive at the venue. Once we get there we have to run straight to sound check" Calum tells me between bites of his cereal.

I sit on the front couch, pulling my legs under me. Luke and Michael start arguing over what video game they're going to play when they get to the back lounge. Ashton sighs, bringing his fingers to rub his eyes. He was so done with their little arguments, and I couldn't help but he on his side. They did this every single day. 

"You guys, shut up. It's too early for this" Ashton groans, wiping a hand over his face.

"Well someones grumpy" Michael retorts, making a face.

"No, someone couldn't sleep and really does not want to hear an argument over VIDEO GAMES!" he shouts in frustration. Ashton never got this mad unless he was fed up or had something on his mind, or was stressed. It was something I'd picked up about him over the last few weeks.

"I think someone needs to get laid" Michael whispers to Luke, and that was all it took. Ashton tossed his juice across the table, the small reminder on the contents splashing onto Calums shirt. 

"What the fuck" Calum gasped, looking down at his shirt. He grabbed a napkin and began dap at the wet spots flickered across his chest.

"Sorry Calum" Ashton spit out before heading back to the bunks.

"Seriously what the fuck his is deal?" Michael huffs, looking down the hallway to the bunks.

"That was a bit over the top, Mike" Luke mumbled to him.

"Are you even serious?" he scoffs, his eyes widening.

"Yes, I think he's serious. Ashton never gets mad man, you pushed him too far" Calum says through gritted teeth. 

"It was a joke, he needs to lighten up." I was beginning to get frustrated with Michael over how he was acting. I stood from my seat, heading back to the bunks. But before I could get past the table, Michael grabbed my wrist.

"What?" I demanded, not making eye contact too.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"To check on Ashton."