Scars // LH

Chapter 9- I Hate Planes

This chapter is dedicated to cutiebye1 , and I'll tell you why in the authors note. Enjoy the chapter!

I Hate Planes

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I groaned and rolled over in bed. "Someone turn that racket off!" I heard mumbling and shuffled footsteps, then the noise stopped and the light switched on. I screamed and hid under my covers. It couldn't be morning already?

"Come on guys." I heard Ashton yawn from the middle of the room. "Its 3.10, so we're running late already." I scoffed and threw the covers off me. "Late?! Ashton Irwin it is 3am on a Monday morning and you're telling me we're late?"

Ashton was shirtless, again. He looked so tired, yet so chirpy. I had no idea how he did it. He flashed me a smile. "I'll get dressed first, shall I?" I nodded quickly and Ashton dashed off into the bathroom. Sighing, I climbed down from my ladder and jumped off, only to see a shirtless Calum lying on the top bunk of the other bed. I smiled up at him. "Morning."

Calum flung himself over the ladder and jumped down in front of me. He nudged my hip and winked. "Good Morning." He then tiptoed over to a snoring Michael and lay down on top of him. Surprisingly, Michael didn't stir. He was obviously like me, and needed his sleep.

 I started to gather my stuff together, knowing that Calum would want to beat me to the bathroom when Ashton was finished. He seemed to read my mind, because he flashed me a mischievous grin and whispered, "No way, I'll get there first."

I laughed heartily. "So did the alarm wake you up too?" Calum shook his head. "Nah, I was awake ages. Shame these two didn't wake up though." He shot a pointed look behind me, and I turned to see Luke fast asleep on the bottom bunk. He was on his side, facing me. His hair was flat and sort of covering his eyes. He looked adorable.

"You fell asleep on him last night, Soph." Calum continued as I carefully sat down on the bed next to Luke. He took a long deep breath and buried his face into the covers, still asleep. "Luke had to carry you up to the top bunk. He was willing to let you sleep in his bed and for him to sleep on the floor. But he managed to get you up there." My heart ached. Luke, was willing to sleep on the floor for me? I reached my hand out and gently ran my knuckle down his face. He made a quiet little muffling sound. "He's so cute..." I let it slip out of mouth as I leaned down, closer to him, my hand still on his face.

Just when I was inches from his face, Luke suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me over into the bed. I screamed and kicked, but it was too late. Luke had his free arm clasped around me as he tried to roll on top of me.

"BUSTED!!!" He howled down my ear as I gasped for breath. As I felt his hands travelling down to my waist, I wheezed as loud as I could in between giggles. "Luke, don't...tickle me! I can't breathe!" Luke immediately let go of me. I sat up panting. He lay facing me, propped up on one elbow. I almost felt wistful when I realized he wasn't shirtless this morning. He raised his eyebrow and gave me a comical look. "So you think I'm cute too?"

I threw the pillow at him in frustration and embarrassment. "No! I actually meant...well..." I could see the amusement on his face. I looked over at Calum for help, but he just shrugged. I narrowed my eyes at Luke. "Like I said before, you're a dick."

"But you love me really." I stared at him in utter shock as he searched my eyes with his. I opened my mouth to speak, but only this weird gurgling sound came out. Embarrassed, I quickly scooted over Luke's legs and stood up. Just as I did, Ashton came sliding out of the bathroom. "I'll go next." I murmured as Calum nodded. He obviously didn't mind me going before him after all. He was so sweet. Well, they all were. Especially Luke.