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2.6

//cooper//

I simply ended the phone call with an "I don't know" because I didn't know if I wanted to see Luke just yet. I was afraid of making things worse than they already were, and they were pretty bad. He said that if I was going to meet him to call Calum again and then he hung up.

But a few hours after that, I was still stressing out about it. I hadn't told anyone and I kind of wanted to, but I only really wanted to talk to Ashton about it because I felt like he'd understand since he's seen us argue firsthand. Michael knew I was angry with Luke but he didn't seem to care much about it.

"I'm bored." Ela declared after another episode of Adventure Time had ended -- it was the only thing on TV and Michael was getting really into it anyway.

"Me too." Michael chimed in.

"They have a pool here." Noel smiled slyly.

"I didn't pack a bathing suit." Ella snorted.

"I didn't pack anything." Michael stated.

"It's-" Noel stopped to check the clock on the bedside table of mine and Ashton's bed, "9:43 at night and you think anyone will be at the pool?"

"What if we get caught?" Ella asked.

"We're ghosts, Melek." Michael told her in an obvious tone.

"I'm not, Clifford." she sneered.

"No one likes a copycat." he grumbled and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Ashton can make you disappear too," Noel smiled. "C'mon, guys."

"Actually, I'll pass." I decided.

Ashton threw an arm around my shoulder as he let out a heavy sigh, "Yeah, me too."

"Ew." Michael said, giving as a disgusted look before he threw the door open.

"We'll be back later." Noel smiled and waved before taking Ella's hand and walking out, closing the door behind them.

Ashton turned to me and smiled, "And now we have a hotel room to ourselves."

I laughed, shoving a pillow in his face, "You're a dork."

"Do you want a war, Bridgette Cooper?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow after the pillow fell off of his face, along with his glasses.

"Bring it, Ashton Irwin." I challenged, getting up on my knees, grabbing another pillow, and holding it in front of my body.

-

Fifteen minutes later, there were chairs knocked over, pillows and blankets strewn across the floor, feathers in our hair and on the floor, Ashton's shirt was hung over the TV, I didn't even remember taking my shorts off or where they went, and we lost the TV remote.

We were laying on the floor in the piles of blankets, me on top of Ashton while he traced circles on my back with his fingertips. We laid there for a solid three minutes saying nothing. The room was absolutely silent.

"So what did Calum say earlier?" Ashton asked quietly. I could feel his voice vibrating in his chest.

"It was actually Luke," I admitted and he stopped moving his hand to look down at me. "He asked if I'd meet up with him to talk but I told him I didn't know. I just really need to cool down some more. I'm scared of making it worse between us, you know?"

"I don't think you could," he chuckled lightly as he continued to trace patterns on the fabric of my shirt. "But if you don't think you're ready to talk, then that's fine."