My surprise

2- I'm here!

*Ashton's outfit above*

Ashton's POV:

I hop off of the plane, immediately texting Aaron that I was finally here. The past three days had seemed to be the longest of my life since I was so looking forward to coming out here.
~Text convo~

Ashy🔥: Heyy, I'm here. Where are you at, dude?
Aar-bear+*: We're by the baggage claim, hurry up!
Ashy🔥: Okok! I'm omw!

Immediately after I sent that message, I got a phone call from Corey. Grinning to myself, I answer it right away as I try and locate the baggage claim area at the same time.
"YOOOO!" Corey greeted me, his voice booming in my ears, so loud that I had to hold the phone away from my ear. I laugh at this, nothing has changed.
"Damn, Corey, I nearly forgot how loud you were." I tease him, checking signs on the wall to make sure I was going the right way as I walked.
"Oh, shut up, you love me." He responds with a chuckle. I grin in response.
"That I do." I reply, unable to deny it.
"HA! I knew it!" He exclaimed, as if I were a criminal confessing to a crime. I laugh yet again, earning a few odd looks from strangers.
"Yeah, whateve- OH HOLY FUCK I SEE YOU!" I screech as I turn into the baggage claim area. I see Corey on his phone, obviously talking to me, Aaron checking the passing suitcases, Sam, who I had been friends with for a while over the internet (thanks to Aaron, of course), and, finally, a dark haired guy with eyes that were so blue they looked like ice. But I wasn't really paying attention to all of that because I was sprinting towards Aaron and Corey as fast as my legs could carry me, jumping into Corey's arms by way of greeting.
"ASHY'S HERE!" He exclaimed, pumping a fist in the air before catching me. I gave him a hug before moving to free myself from his grasp.
"Yeah I am! I missed you losers!" I admit, plopping onto the ground before moving to hug Aaron, who promptly swung me around like they do in movies.
"MY BABY SISTER'S BACK!" He screeches, chuckling. I could only laugh in response, squirming to get back to solid ground.
"Aaron, put me down!" I beg, trying to move. "No. I'm carrying you out of the airport." He replies instantly. I couldn't help but laugh at that.
"Aaron, I love you and everything, but you need support just hold a chicken wing." I tease, hearing Corey and the other guys go 'OHHHH' in the background. I grin as he drops me back onto the floor, shrugging.
"Well, introduce me, guys. You're making it awkward." I whisper-scream, gesturing to Sam and the other guy jokingly, making everyone laugh. "Fine, fine." Corey started, walking over next to me. "This is Sam, you've met him, obviously." Corey introduces us for no apparent reason, since we already know each other.
"Hey doofus!" I greet him with a cheeky smile. He grins back, obviously happy to see me in person. "Heyyy!" He replies, giving me a quick hug, which I return.
"And this guy right here is Colby. You have no clue who he is but now you do. Congratulations." Corey jokes, slapping Colby on the back, making us both smile.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Ashton." I greet him, flashing him a smile. He grins back, his blue eyes sparkling slightly.
"Same to you. These two wouldn't shut up about you all weekend, I've heard some stories." He teases me. My eyes immediately widen in terror.
"What kind of stories?" I ask, horrified that Aaron and Corey would do that. Colby merely chuckles evilly and shrugs his shoulders.
"That, my friend, is for me to know, and you to find out." Colby joked. I slap his arm playfully. "No, don't be mean to me!" I plead, but he did the whole 'zip your lips and throw away the hey' thing so I just sigh in defeat. "Fiiiine." I grin.
"Ashy, come get your bags, I don't know which ones you packed." Aaron calls from a few feet away, watching the bags float by, looking slightly lost. I sigh at the nickname, turning to face him.
"They're the light blue ones. And please don't call me Ashy, Aaron, I'm not five anymore." I beg, nudging his arm repeatedly. He rolls his eyes sarcastically.
"Okay, Ashy!" All four of the guys say at once. I groan, running a hand through my hair as I tried not to laugh at them.
"Guysss!" I scold them, unable to get much farther before bursting out laughing.
"See, you like the nickname!" Sam laughs, poking me. I pout in response, mock-glaring at him.
"No, Sammy, no." I insist, poking him back. Sam rolls his eyes in mock-annoyance.
"I think I liked it better when I only knew you online, Ash." He jokes, pointing a finger at me. I gasp, pretending to be offended, holding a hand over my heart for emphasis.
"My tiny heart just shattered. Thanks, Sam." I joke, doing my best not to laugh.
"Awww, I'm sorry. Forgive meeeee!" He begs, actually getting on his knees. I roll my eyes at his antics, a small smile creeping onto my face.
"Get up, you're so dramatic." I say, grinning ever-so-slightly, purposefully drawing out the last word before trying (and failing) to tug him back to his feet.
"Okay, we got the bags. TO THE VAN!" Corey exclaims, pointing a finger in the air as he lead us all towards the exit doors, dragging one of my suitcases behind him. Aaron followed him, also tugging a suitcase. I turn to grab my last one, but Colby had already eaten me to it.
"It's okay, I got it." I say, reaching for it. He shook his head. "Nah, I'm good. C'mon, let's go." He insists, leading me out the door.

                                   •seating arrangements•
                                      Sam         Aaron
                                      Colby  Ashton   Corey
I climb into the van, placing my small backpack on my lap as both Corey and Colby tumble in on both sides of me. It was pretty crowded, but hey, at least everyone fit. I pull out my phone, checking my Instagram and scrolling through it, shifting uncomfortably every few seconds.
After I had liked one of Sam's posts, I got a tap on my shoulder. Turning towards the distraction, I found it was Colby. I raised my eyebrows in a silent question.
"You can use me as a pillow if you're uncomfortable. You keep moving." He whispers, leaning against the door. I nod.
"Thanks. Tell me if I'm hurting you or anything, I'm pretty heavy." I instruct him, causing him to roll his eyes.
"Ash, you look like you wouldn't weigh 100 pounds soaking wet." He retorts seriously. I sigh dramatically, rolling my eyes before laying against him, his chest surprisingly hard against my back, but comfortable at the same time. Plus he was warm. I liked warm. I scooter just a tiny bit closer, suddenly tired. It made sense, though. I mean, I had stayed up all night last night in anticipation of seeing everyone.
I pull my phone out again and start playing a game on it, immediately failing. Colby reaches around me and taps a few times on the screen, trying to beat my score. I tap the screen in response, helping him out.
After a few rounds, I just hand him my phone, barely able to hold my eyes open any longer.