The Lost Second (The sequel to A Different Summer)

Chapter 11:)

LUKE POV

I smiled at what Michael had said, as it turned out he did have a soft spot. Something I hadn't seen since he'd left Lizzie to go on tour. Him and Calum had done a great job at keeping the groupies at bay. They'd just been genuinely decent guys over the past 5 months. Unlike myself.....

It was nice to think that we where going home in two days time. I was honestly excited to play some shows in Australia. The last time we'd been around to all the capital states was when we did the Pants Down tour. That tour was so small it really shouldn't have been even classified as one. That was according to the angry fans on twitter who didn't manage to get tickets......

I woke up to the sound of someone blending the shit out of something in the kitchen. The sound was like glass being smashed against a brick wall. I leaned over to look at the time, trying my best not to disturb Bailey who was still asleep on my chest.

The light from my phone made my eyes squint as I tried to make out the digital numbers. 7:45PM.

We'd been asleep for just under two hours, that was a new achievement for me, considering I wasn't jet-lagged. Jet lag. I groaned at the thought of the long 14 hour flight back to Australia and the feeling I would experience when I wanted to sleep but couldn't. Fricken time zones.

My groan must've woken Bai, as she began to stir and slowly lift her head off me, a smile stretching across her face.

"Good evening." I chuckled, just as the ear wrenching sound rumbled through the house again. The expression on Bailey's face was priceless. It went from happy and slightly sleepy to instantly alert. Her eyes where wide as she sat up, clasping her hands over her ears.

I sat up, laughing lightly as I squeezed the palms of my hands over my ears.

"What the hell?!" I heard Bailey yell as she stood up from the coach and began walking towards the grinding noise.

END POV

BAILEY POV

I walked into the kitchen, still wearing the penguin onesie Luke had given me. It was just so damn comfortable and I really couldn't be bothered taking it off.

"Ashton you're gonna break the blend........" Calum was cut off....

SPIZZZZZZSHT

"What the hell?!" I exclaimed as a puff of smoke spat from the sides of the blender.

"I think you broke it." Michael announced, walking over from where he'd been standing with his head in the fridge to examine the smoking blender.

"No shit sherlock." Luke said from behind me, making me jump as he snaked his arms around my waist from behind. I relaxed after the fright and continued to glare at Ashton who had an extremely sheepish expression on his face.

"What where you even trying to do?!" I asked shaking my head.

"I was trying to make soup for dinner." He explained, gesturing to the slop in the blender that had started leaking and running down the bench.

"Well.......that ideas mushed." Michael said pointing at the slop, a cheeky expression on his face.

We all groaned at Michael's awful joke while Calum just stared at him and shook his head in disbelief.

"Whats going on?!" Mikaela asked as she entered the room, a bath towel wrapped around her head. Making it obvious as to where she'd been.

"Your boyfriend can't cook and he broke the blender." I said simply, shrugging my shoulders.