𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞

"wake up boys! you've got rehearsals today!"

the tour bus door shut and everything was silent for a moment.

luke groaned and rolled over, ashton groggily made his way to the tiny bathroom, michael whined to have five more minutes, and calum's arms tightened around your waist.

"babe, we gotta get up." you said.

"no." calum said, pulling you closer to him.

"i told you that you'd regret staying up late." you yawned and tried to stretch as much as you could in a tiny bunk.

calum didn't say anything, but buried his head into your neck.

"come on cal. at least let me up." you said, trying to get his hands off your waist.

after a few minutes he finally released his grip and you rolled out of your bunk.

you made your way to the bathroom, and opened the door, seeing a naked ashton trying to change.

you pushed past him and got into the medicine cabinet, where you pulled out your toothbrush and toothpaste.

"hey!" ashton said, trying to cover himself up.

"oh don't flatter yourself. i'm not looking." you smiled, turning back around, and shutting the bathroom door behind you.

you brushed your teeth in the tiny kitchen, and made the guys waffles. a quick breakfast.

you set out the plates, letting the scent draw the boys out of their bunks.

a few minutes later, michael's sleepy voice spoke up, "how dare you bribe me out of bed with waffles."

you laughed, seeing him jump out of bed, and make his way to the kitchen.

"i'll be taking this." he said, and grabbed a plate. he turned around, and headed back for his bunk.

"you weren't supposed to do that." you laughed, seeing that he cheated the system.

ashton came out of the bathroom fully dressed, with his hair un-brushed.

"waffles?" you handed him a plate and he took it before plopping down on the couch, and turning on the tv.

"luke! get up!" you yelled, opening his bunk curtain.

he hissed, and covered his face with a blanket, "five more minutes." he whined.

"i've given you like twenty minutes. get your butt out of bed." you said and walked over to the next victim. calum.

"cal come on. you'll never wake up unless you get up." you sat on his bunk, and started shaking his shoulder to annoy him.

he groaned and slightly opened one eye, before shutting it tight again, "what time is it?" he asked groggily.

"you've got an hour and thirty minutes before rehearsals start. but you've got to get dressed, and eat, and if you guys want to walk there then you have to get up." you said, beginning to jump up and down on the small bed, careful not to hit your head.

"fine." he said and rubbed his eyes. you moved out of the way so he could get up, and went back to the kitchen.

as calum came into the kitchen you handed him a plate of waffles and a bottle of syrup, "hurry up and eat."

"lucas robert hemmings!" you said a few minutes later.

with no response you walked over to his bunk, and pulled the blankets off of him, lying them on the floor. luke was in his clothes from yesterday, and his phone was right beside him. he probably fell asleep on it.

"no." he whined, trying to grab the blanket from your hands, but you swatted his arm away, "get your butt up."

you left his blankets on the floor and went to michael's bunk, where you saw him passed out with a waffle hanging out of his mouth.

"michael, get up." you said and took the dirty plate that was lying on his chest.

thirty minutes later everyone was up, so you decided to get dressed.

"babe." you heard calums groggy voice from the other side of the curtain.

"yes?" you asked, slipping on your pants.

"can you do my hair? i'm too tired." he said, and began to yawn halfway through it.

"after i get dressed sure." you said and slipped your shirt over your head.

you got a brush out of your bag, and pushed over the curtain so calum could come in, "sit." you instructed, pointing to a spot on the floor.

you began to brush out his knotty hair as he closed his eyes.

when you were finished you sprayed a bit of hairspray in it before tapping calum on the shoulder, "okay now you need to get dressed."

he groaned and stood up, turning around to face you, "thanks." he said, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer.

"you're welcome." you said placing a kiss on his lips, "and go brush your teeth. you've got the worst morning breath."