Chapter 18.

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(Jenna’s P.O.V)

            After Luke and Calum had called room service to clean up the huge mess we had made, we went to our room so we could all shower since we were covered in canned-goods.

            Since both bathrooms in my hotel room we’re being used by Troye and Dave, Michael let me use one of his and Michael’s showers in their room.

            It wasn’t until I was out of the shower that I realized I had forgotten my change of clothes back in my room.

            I awkwardly walked out of the bathroom in my towel. I saw Ashton freshly showered, and in a new change of clothes, scrolling through his phone. When he saw me, he just stared at me with his jaw practically on the floor. He glanced up and down at me, and I stood until it was so awkward I finally said,

            “Um, I left my clothes in my room, so I’ll be rig-“

            “Oh no it’s fine, you can borrow my clothes.” He said, going to his suitcase to get me some clothes.

            “Oh, okay.” I replied.

            He handed me a Ramones tee shirt and some boxers. I walked back into the bathroom to change. Why was he being so nice to me? I definitely liked when he was nice to me, but it was just so weird for me!

            Once I changed, I finger combed my hair and walked back out of the bathroom to hang with Ashton.

            “Whoa.” He said, staring at me and watching my every move. I sat down on Michael’s bed and gave him a shy smile.

            “I mean they’re just pajamas.” I looked down at the plain clothes I was wearing.

            “I guess there’s just something about seeing a girl in your clothes.” He answered, still looking straight at me.

            “I’m sure you’ve seen plenty of girls in your clothes.” I said, rolling my eyes.

            Everyone knew that Ashton was well known for constantly hooking up with different girls. As far as his fans knew, he had never had an actual, steady girlfriend.

            “You know,” he said, coming to join me on Michael’s bed. “I’m not that bad.” He said, giving me a slight nudge.

            “Hey! Don’t push me!” I yelled pushing him back.

            “Hey, I wonder if you’re ticklish.” He said, a wide smirk spreading across his face as he jumped on top of me, straddling my waist, and started tickling me all over.

            “Ash stop” I screamed, squirming and laughing and trying to escape his hands.

            “Never!” He growled, bringing his face closer to mine.

            We both realized how close we were to each other. Biting my lip, I looked into his amazing hazel eyes. Something changed in his expression; he looked, almost genuinely nice.

            Ashton started leaning in, was he going to kiss me? I could only imagine what would’ve happened, if only the rest of the guys hadn’t walked in.

            “Whoa there.” Niall said, backing out of the room.

            I pushed Ashton off of me and sat up in Michael’s bed.

            “Well hey guys,” Troye said. “What were you up to while we all showered?”

            “N-n-nothing.” Ashton stuttered, getting up and going to the bathroom.

            “Nice clothes!” Dave winked, joining me on the bed.

            “Shut up!” I said, pushing him away.

            The rest of the boys joined us on the bed and started flipping through channels on the hotel TV. They ended up watching Sports Center and refused to change the channel despite my desperate pleas.

            Eventually Ashton came out of the bathroom. He was still red faced, he sat on his bed, where Luke whispered something in his ear that only made his face turn redder.

            I ended up falling asleep on top of Dave where I stayed for most of the night.

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