Ditto || l.p

Ch.33- no sleep

I rubbed my eyes and stared at the wall in front of me, trying to make the black dots in my vision go away. But they were still there no matter how hard I tried to make them disappear.

"I hate Niall," I sighed, leaning back in the sofa and staring at my hand, pinpointing exactly where the dots were showing up. I felt sick to my stomach, my vision was fucked up, and I was so tired I could hardly think straight.

"I knew we should have stayed," Liam shook his head, staring at the ground with wide eyes. I've learnt that he gets really paranoid when he doesn't get enough sleep and he's already hallucinated insects crawling on his face twice.

"It's fucking seven am," I groaned and peeled my eyes away from my hand to look out the window, where the sun was shining brightly and birds could be heard singing.

"I'm so tired that I can't sleep," Liam whispered, looking up at me slowly. "I didn't know that was possible."

"Fuck it, there's no point in sleeping now. I'm gonna get cereal, you want some?" I stood up from the sofa and cracked my back, twisting my body to both sides.

"Uh, yeah, s-sure," he ran a hand through his hair and I frowned as he began swatting invisible insects away from his face for the 3rd time.

"Okay, I'll," I paused, yawning. "I'll be back."

I trudged into the kitchen area of the bus and grabbed two bowls from a cabinet above me and two spoons from the drainer. As I was pouring cereal into the bowls, I began to feel light headed, but shook it off and took the milk from the fridge.

After filling the bowls and putting the milk away, I put my hands flat on the counter and leaned against it, becoming extremely dizzy. Don't pass out in the kitchen, I told myself.

When I thought I was okay to walk back into where Liam was sat waiting, I took a deep breath and grabbed the bowls in each hand. I took one step forward, and another wave of dizziness hit me. I quickly set the bowls back on the counter as the room began spinning around me, as if the bus had become a tornado.

I fell to the floor, hitting my head hard against the linoleum. I couldn't get up, I realized. I was too tired and my head was hurting too much for any physical movements. "Help.." I muttered, knowing all too well it wasn't loud enough for Liam to hear.

The room was still spinning as I lied on the floor, mumbling for Liam and trying so hard to make the dizziness subside. I wasn't sure how long I was on the kitchen floor, mainly because everything seemed to move slower than normal, but eventually I saw a pair of feet spinning around in a circle in front of me.

"Ashley, oh my God." I felt a set of hands grab under my arms and hoisted me up onto my feet, but I couldn't stand on my own. I fell against the fridge and gripped it tight with my free hand, squeezing another hand with my other one.

"Babe, you need to lie down," someone ordered and pried my hand off the fridge then put my arm around their neck to help me back to the sofa.

"Liam," I mumbled, furrowing my eyebrows and closing my eyes. The spinning was becoming too much and I felt close to vomiting everywhere.

"I'm right here, baby," he whispered and gave my hand a squeeze.

"Help.." I muttered again, just as I felt something soft under me.

"You're okay, go to sleep. You need sleep," he whispered softly and kissed my temple.

"Water?"

"What's that, babe?" I felt him lean closer to better hear me; I guess I wasn't as loud as I thought I was.

"Water," I mumbled and he whispered an 'okay' before the feeling of him hovered over me was gone.