Haley POV
I woke up the next morning extremely confused. First off I was alone in my bed. Second, I was on the floor. Third, I smelt pancakes in the kitchen, and if Erin wasn't making Mac and Cheese or Scrambled eggs, she couldn't cook for her life.
I heard the sounds of melodic laughter drifting from the kitchen, followed by Erin's quiet cackles. There were forks clanging against plates. Cups being filled. Phone calls being made?
Before I could process anymore information, the front door was being opened and greetings were being made.
I decided it was time to get up.
Grudgingly, I got up off the floor, stretching my sore back. I looked in the mirror and decided that if people couldn't handle seeing me in Ashton's shirt and Sofee's, then they didn't deserve to see me at all.
As I walked out, the realization that I was actually wearing Ashton Irwin's shirt dawned on me. I was blushing by the time I walked into the kitchen.
'Ayeeeee!' I heard 5 voices call as I walked into the room. I took in my surrounding, smiling a little.
Luke had gone back to watching Erin, a puppy dog look on his face. Ashton was looking at me, smirking. Asshole. Michael was asleep on the couch, despite his recent arrival. Calum was cuddled up next to Michael, laughing at Luke and his already quite prominent whippedness.
Don't worry ladies, Calum and Michael were perfectly straight.
Well they claimed to be.
I sat down at the bar and tiredly looked into Ashton's hazel eyes. He was still smirking. And he wouldn't look away. I finally couldn't take it.
'What!' I yelled, laughing quietly.
'You're wearing my shirt.' He replied.
'Yes, well. You told me to put it on last night. So, yes. I am wearing your shirt. Fantastic observation, Irwin.'
'You look really hot in my shirt.'
'Oh do I?' I smirked, teasingly wiggling my eyebrows.
'Jesus, yes. Can you go put on my bandana?'
'Good God, Ashton! No!' I laughed at his slightly pained expression.
'But...'
'No! Jesus!' I laughed even harder.
'But I made you pancakes!'
By now everyone was staring at us, trying to contain their laughter. Erin gave me a thumbs up. Luke was still staring at her, smiling slightly just because she was. It was cute. I decided to go for it.
'Dammit, Ashton! Why can't you be cute like Luke is!' The whole room went silent before the laughter broke out. I had to hide my face in my hands. Erin fell onto the floor and knocked over he water. The only one blushing harder than Luke was Ashton. I was so proud of myself.
Luke was the first to speak up.
'I am not cute!'
Erin scoffed amidst her giggles. She tapped his chin and scrunched her nose.
'But you are cute!' She smiled. Now Luke was finally blushing more than Ashton as he smiled at her.
I finally glanced over to Ashton, quirking an eyebrow. He looked pissed now. I didn't know what to expect.
'Just put on the god dammed bandana, Haley.'
I smiled.
'Eat your pancakes, Ashton,' I spoke sweetly as I pet his head. I was still smiling at him. He was trying to contain his grin.
'I hate you,' he yelled as he finally laughed, the sweet melody filling the room. I laughed along with him.
'Aww,' I replied mockingly, 'if you would have said I love you, I would have put on the bandana!' I left Ashton with his jaw unhinged from him face, laughing and I shared a knowing look with my best friend, who was now cuddled up with Luke. That was fast. They were cute.
I smiled slightly and shook my head at the thought, taking a seat next to the pair. Ashton still hadn't moved.
***
Erin and I excused ourselves to get ready, but two of the boys refused to leave. Michael and Calum told us they would meet us at the mall at 4.
We left Ashton and Luke on the couch. They were watching titanic.
We were dutifully awaiting the moment when they would burst into our bathroom crying over the ending.
Erin once again ignored the curing iron in favour of the straightener and her own braiding skills. I decided to crimp my hair, and we both decided we would be wearing the more punk portions of our wardrobes.
Erin wore black jeans and an Arctic Monkeys tee where I chose a skater skirt and 5sos shirt because I wanted to see the boys reactions. Erin laughed when she saw me. I flipped her off.
We walked into the living room to see the boys huddled together, crying. They hadn't seen us yet, so why waste the opportunity?
'@luke5sos and @ashton5sos are having themselves a hard day. #wimps (pic enclosed)'
Luke's phone buzzed and he looked down before whipping around and glaring at us as we laughed. Ashton soon followed.
'Aww,' Erin cooed, waking over to the two boys, 'it's okay! It's cute!' She wrapped her arms around Luke's back and suddenly he wasn't upset at all.
Ashton was looking at me expectantly, his eyes wide and puffy. I couldn't help walking over to him and tapping his nose before turning back into myself and saying,
'I meant what I said. Wimp.' He frowned exaggeratedly and I smiled at him before sitting next to him and leaning my head on his shoulder and whispering a 'kidding' in his ear.
He wrapped an arm around me and let me snuggle into his chest.
I swear sometimes it seemed like Luke and Ashton had a physic bond. In the exact same moment, they said,
'Lets get out of here.'
Erin and I laughed before both agreeing. We had three hours before we had to meet the other two.
Luke and Erin went one way, we went the other.
Ash stopped me right as we got to the top of the stairs.
'So, Haley.'
'So, Ashton,' I smiled.
'How about I kiss you?'
'Are there any cameras?' I smirked at him, my insides flipping uncontrollably.
'No cameras. Just a pretty girl and a lame boy.'
'Okay,' I replied and he smiled.
'As long as you give me your bandana.'
And then we were kissing.
