Who Knew? // 5SOS [ #Wattys 2015 ]

Chapter 21

We had just finished our tour around Europe and now we were headed to America! I have never been to America and I'm really excited. My mum was full American and we had plans to visit my Aunt, Grandma, and cousins right before she died but we never did because my dad felt that it wasn't important since we didn't have Mum. I was very disappointed in that but I guess I kind of understand where my dad was coming from, surprisingly.

We were back in the van on the way to the airport and I was sitting next to Calum while Michael and Luke were in the middle seating and Ash was up in the front. I was sort of leaning up against Calum with my feet propped up on the seat. Calum's arm was snaked around my waist, his hand gently rubbing my stomach because I wasn't feeling good. My periods probably going to start soon. This is not a good start to my American adventure.

I was playing on my phone, not listening to my music, just the songs coming out of Ashton's phone that he plugged into the van's speakers. Out of nowhere Mrs. All American came on and I started jamming. I didn't really care that it hurt, I really love this song.

After the song ended all the boys and I were in fits of laughter. I had to tone it down though because my stomach started hurting again.

"Hey, did you guys know my mum was full American?" I asked even though I knew they didn't.

"No," All the boys said in unison.

"Well she is-was," I corrected myself. All the boys slowly turned around and Calum continued to rub my stomach, planting small kisses on my head every once in a while.

It wasn't long until we arrived at the airport and got through security and all that other stuff and now we were sitting at our gate, waiting to be boarded.

"Gate 16 is now ready to start boarding, gate 16 is now ready to start boarding." The intercom screamed at us. We all stood up and I guess I stood up a little too fast because I fell back down out of sheer pain. I hissed and grabbed my side while my eyes screwed shut. I felt two arms wrap around me and pick me up bridal style. I dug my face in his chest and he gently kissed my head. He set me down after I recollected myself and I saw that it was Ashton who was holding me.

We waited to get up to the flight attendant who was boarding us. When she did board us we all walked to our seats and just like last time we were in coach with the three seaters in the middle and the two seaters on either side. I sat in the two seater again up against the window but this time Ashton sat next to me. In the three seater Luke was closest to us then Michael, and lastly Calum.

We waited and waited for our plane to take off and once it finally did I said bye to England and we started out seven hour flight to Miami, Florida.

It didn't take long for me to drown out everybody and try to forget about the pain in my stomach with music. The first song was I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At The Disco. I closed my eyes and laid my head on Ashton's shoulder, him putting his arm around me.

I guess I fell asleep because I suddenly woke up, jerking away from Ashton's grip. He looked over at me, tearing his eyes away from his phone. My headphones were now blaring Teenage Dream by Katy Perry. I pulled them out and held my stomach.

"Are you okay?" Ashton asked, concerned by my lack of responses. "El?"

"I feel like I'm going to be sick," I choked out.

"Hold it for a bit," He reacted very fast. He grabbed one of the sick bags from the back of the seat and unbuckled himself, pulling me towards an open bathroom. He pushed me inside then squeezed himself in.

"I don't want to disturb the others incase you are sick," He told me as sat on the closed toilet seat, putting my head in my hands. "I'm going to go tell the boys what's happening." Ashton left the bathroom and I took deep breaths. There is probably nothing worse than puking to me. I hate it with a passion. I heard a soft knock on the door a few minutes later.