Camp ↠ Ashton Irwin

32 // cards & laundry

{A/N this story already has over 5K reads and iDK WHY LOL, okay..this focuses a bit on Michael & Hayley and if u don't like that then ur not my fucking cinnamon apple. Eshton will be back ASAP so yeah. stay hip.}

As we got back to the table, I shoved Hayley in the chair beside Michael.

"Last card." Calum stated placing a queen of spades on the growing pile of playing cards.

"Ashton, that means you need to pick up five cards." Hayley said pointing to the top of the pile.

"Oh, fuck off big mouth." Ashton said slowing collecting the cards.

Hayley looked at her lap like she shouldn't have said anything at all.

"Mate, you don't need to be rude." Michael said resting his head on Hayley's shoulder.

I couldn't help but show a smile for her. I knew how happy the little things made her.

"Yeah, maybe if your little crush knew how to be quiet for a day or two, I wouldn't need to be rude. Piss off, Clifford." Ashton said taking a sip of his coke.

Michael blushed a bit and simply lifted his head off of Hayley and biting into even more pizza.

"Ashton Fletcher Irwin." I started off making the table laugh.

"What?" He said not bother to look at me.

"Don't talk to your friends that way. It's a round of crazy eights not World War 3. Get off your man period and play the game without saying shit, alright?" I said resting a hand on his knee.

"Whatever." He said placing down a queen of hearts.

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After the card game had finished, Calum had won (no surprise there). Ashton had calmed down much to our benefit.

"What do you guys wanna do?" I asked slowly dragging my feet across the dirt path.

"I don't mean to sound like a stick in the mud but, it's been one month and I haven't washed a single thing. I need to do laundry." Hayley said raising and finger.

"Shit, it's semi-formal night soon. I have to wash that dress. I found some stuff on it that I never noticed when I left the house." I said linking arms with Hayley.

"Semi-formal?" Calum questioned.

"Yeah." I responded. "I swear, you don't listen at the meetings..it's in a few days. Everyone dresses up in nice clothes and brings a date. They do up the mess hall really nice and you dance and stuff. It's fun." I said walking to our cabin the guys following close behind.

"Well, I know who I'm bringing." Ashton said reaching for my hips and giving them a squeeze making me laugh and squirm.

"I'm not going." Calum said scratching his forehead.

"Why?" Ashton asked.

"I hate girls. I'm not asking anyone. I'll just sleep. It'll be better than some tacky dance." He said.

"Oh." Michael sighed. He didn't even say anything about going.

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We were all in the laundry room. Not even surprised nobody else was in there. The machines looked like they hadn't been used yet.

The guys just brought a bunch of black skinny jeans and band t-shirts to wash. A few pairs if underwear and I swear I saw Calum throw in khakis. Odd. Never seen him in anything besides skinny jeans or shorts.

Hayley and I pretty much brought everything that was worn. We found a few of Laura's things carelessly tossing them wherever not really caring.

"You should wear this." Michael said holding up one of Hayley's bra's in front of her face.

"Gimme that, perv." She said quickly snatching it and throwing it into the washing machine.

"I'm not kidding though." He said throwing her a wink.

Calum and Ashton just nodded at their friends odd actions.

"Why do you guys wash so much shit?" Calum asked picking up one of my tank tops.

"Because we wear a lot of shit." I said.

"Emma, I'm bored." Ashton whined moving my hair and pressing a kiss to the back of my neck.

"And you're distracting." I giggled.

"Can't help it with such a hot girlfriend." He said.

"I hate couples." Calum mumbled playing with a dryer.

{A/N PT 2, THIS WAS AN ODD CHAPTER. SORRY}