Ditto || l.p

Ch.28- tough crowd

"You've got to be kidding me," I groaned and held the pillow tight over my head in attempt to block out the thousands of screams coming from outside the hotel.

Liam let out a groan of his own and wrapped his arm around my torso, pulling me closer to him. "It's 6:30 am," I whined and gave up on holding the pillow since it did nothing to block out the noise.

"Welcome to the world of One Direction," he sighed against my neck and I wrinkled my nose, having caught a whiff of his morning breath.

"I haven't slept for over twenty-four hours." Rolling over on my left side so I could face Liam, I opened on eye to look at him. His eyes were shut and his lips were slightly parted, giving me the strongest temptation to connect mine with them.

He rolled onto his back and rubbed his face with his hands, sighing. "Hold on." He crawled out of the bed, reluctantly, and wandered over to the window whilst rubbing mthe sleep from his eyes.

He opened the window and pushed it outwards, the screams instantly becoming louder as he leaned over the frame. I groaned and fell back down on the bed and held my hands over my ears; as if that's going to help.

I was confused when I heard the screams dying down and was beginning to think I went deaf in the past few seconds, but lifted my head to watch Liam holding his arms out and lowering them, signaling for the fans to quiet down.

Then he leaned as far out the window as he could, gripping onto the sill and shouted, "Please keep your voices down, we're trying to sleep!"

Surprisingly, I didn't hear another scream after that. "How long do you think that's going to last?" I asked Liam as he climbed back under the covers, pulling me into him for the second time.

"All day I hope," he mumbled into the crook of my neck, his hot breath sending chills down my spine.

"I really hope Harry doesn't wake us up," I sighed and clasped Liam and I's hands together, falling asleep to the sound of his breathing and my own beating heart.

7:00 pm. We slept until 7:00 pm and no one came to wake us up or try to, at the least. We scrambled around the room, changing clothes and munching on muffins that Liam ordered from room service.

"It's almost eight in the evening, oh my God," Liam shook his head and tucked his shoe laces down in the sides of his shoes. He had told me it 'looked cooler that way.'

"Our sleeping pattern is so fucked up now," I added and pulled the knot in my laces, actually taking the time to tie them and not caring if it was cool or not.

"There's really only one way we can fix this," he sighed, standing up from the bed and walking over to the table to take another bite from his blueberry muffin. "We'll have to skip sleeping tonight, and wait to go to sleep at a regular time tomorrow."

"Sounds awful but I'll do it." I knotted my laces on the other shoe and moved to stand by Liam, finishing my own chocolate chip muffin.

"Well, we have a long several hours ahead of us. Should we do some city-wide exploring?" Liam offered, pulling a tank top over his head and flattening it out over his body.

"Why not," I shrugged and swung the door open, a little too hard and causing it to slam loudly into the wall.

"Ashley," Liam chided and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. "We should check in with the lads first."

I followed him down the hall and examined the paintings that were hung on the wall while he knocked on the door. I heard the door open and Harry greeting Liam and turned around to join them. "Hi."