Haley POV
'HALEY ANN WAKE THE HELL UP!'
I rolled out from under the covers to find a fuming Erin standing above me.
'YOU GOT A TATTOO? AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME? HALEY!'
I giggled and turned over, hoping to find a warm body to clutch onto.
There wasn't one.
'Where's Ashton?' I muttered groggily, yawning.
'Nevermind where Ashton is! You got a fucking tattoo!'
'Yeah I did! It's the one I've wanted sense we were kids! Where's Ashton?'
'Oh for Christ's sake,' she said, storming out of the room. Ashton entered soon after she left, much to my relief.
'Damn. She's feisty isn't she?'
'You don't know the half of it!' I huffed and cuddled into the covers, silently inviting the curly haired boy into the bed with me.
He obliged, but in a different way than I thought he would.
'So what do you want to do today?' he asked, his entire body on top of mine, knocking the air out of me. I pushed him off of me a bit so I could breathe.
'I really want to go to the beach, but we're in Seattle,' he continued on, pretending not to notice my situation.
'What kind of a place doesn't have a beach you can go too!'
'Ashto'
'It's just a beach! Ocean! Sand! Sun! But noooo!'
'Ashton,'
'Be quiet I'm ranting! How can you live here! It's horrible and there is no beach!'
'Would you shut the fuck up for one sec.."
Then Erin yelled because that what she does.
'THE BEACH IS 4 HOURS AWAY IF YOU WANT ONE SO BAD. CALM THE HELL DOWN."
I looked at Ashton with a smirk on my face while I yelled a thank you to Erin. His face changed in realization.
"Oh," he said.
"Yeah! It's 9:30 now, we can get there by 1 if we hurry. Are you up for it?"
"HELL YEAH I'M UP FOR IT," he yelled in my ear. He was already texting the boys. I left the room to converse with Erin.
She was grinning when I came out of the room and she insisted on throughly inspecting my new tattoo. We giggled at the thought of the boys seeing us in our swim suits and then grimaced because we were both pasty white. Gotta love Seattle.
We hoped that our decent looking bodies would distract them from our palor. Erin was insisting that 'all boys love an ass and curves in a swim suit AMIRITE!" She gave a squeemish smile and then dragged me to my room to show Ashton out while we changed.
'But I don't want to leave! I just told the boys to come over!'
'The boys can still come over. Now OUT," Erin yelled, shewing him into the living room. He reluctantly sat down on the couch with a disgustingly adorable pout on his face. I only left because Erin was yanking on my arm.
We blasted some Young The Giant while we sifted through our many swimsuits we had acumulated in the past years. We tried on what felt like dozens of sun glasses and fought over an adorable black dress. In the end we looked hot and we knew it.
BOYS. Put on your fucking seatbelts because we are about to make you VERY uncomfortable.
Oh fuck I had to shave. I yelled at Erin before she opened the door so we wouldn't embarrass ourselves. Now both of us had no problem with not shaving. We just wanted to impress the good looking boys sitting in our living room.
Before I opened the door when we were both ready, Erin whispered in my ear 'Fuck me daddy' to remind me of our glamorous years of 15 and 16 year olds fantasizing about Ashton's daddy kink. We both couldn't walk by the time we were half way down the hallway. We stumbled out into the living room and were greeted by the sight of four boys fighting over a strabucks frappachino. They didn't even look up.
Erin scoffed, walked right up to them and said,
'A fucking frappachino? Are you kidding me?' she laughed as she walked over and took it from Luke's hand and took a sip.
'We can grab more on the way. Have you all got your suits on?' She questioned as I snorted back a laugh.
It was silent for a moment before Michael whined out, 'What's wrong with frappachino's?'
'Nothing is wrong with frappichinos. They just remind me of when I was seven and my parents wouldn't let me drink actual coffee. Now lets go or we won't have any sun left in the day.'
Ashton sprang up and was at my side before I could pick my bag up off the floor. We followed the others to the door and to their car.
They had to show off by having a driver and shit. What kind of fun was that?
And so we took off in their black escalade, Ashton and I in the back, Erin squeezed in between Calum and Luke, and Michael in the front seat.
Calum was going on and on about this girl he ran into downtown. He 'knew he would see her today. He just knew it.'
I fucking hoped we would find her just to get him to shut the hell up.
Luke complained because he didn't have a seat for just him and Erin. Michael pouted because he was 'all alone in the front seat.' Ashton snuggled into my neck for a nap.
This was going to be a long ass four hours. But the sun was out and I looked hot and I had Ashton Irwin sleeping on my shoulder.
I was happier than I had ever been.
