Love on Tour [5SOS]

| Chapter 3 |

Chapter 3

After about a half an hour, we arrived at the airport. I looked out of the window as we passed by the front entrance, and saw what looked to be hundreds of fans waiting. I tensed up and Ashton must’ve noticed because I felt his hand grab mine as soon as I moved a little. I looked over at him.

He smiled at me. “Don’t worry, we’re going through the back entrance. We always do because this happens all the time.” I smiled back at him uneasily. I wasn’t used to this. He kept his hand in mine and squeezed it. I moved over closer to him and put my head on his shoulder.

“What if they find out about us, Ash?” I asked, looking out straight in front of me. I felt him squeeze my hand again, which caused me to look up at him.

“They won’t, but if they do, who cares? All anyone should care about is that we’re both happy together. If they have something to say, I’ll be sure to say something back. I’ll always protect you, you know that. I’m pretty sure the fans would be happy for the both of us though, they’re my family and when we decide to tell my actual family, they’re going to be happy for me so why wouldn’t my second family be?” He looked down at me and smiled. I looked back up at him and smiled slightly. I looked at the dimple on his right cheek and he rolled his eyes.

“Will doing it make you feel better?” He asked trying not to smile. 

“I don’t know. It might.” I said keeping a smile off of my face.

He sighed. “Go ahead,” he said smiling really big. I used my free hand and poked his dimpled cheek. I smiled at him thinking about what I did when we had only been friends for a short time. He remembered.

***FLASHBACK***

A light knock came from my bedroom door.

“Go away.” I said quietly. I didn’t want to see anyone. All of a sudden the door opened.

“Did you say something Ally?” Ashton asked me.

“Yeah I said go away, but no one ever listens to me. No one cares what I want them to do.” I said, trying not to sniffle. I guess my voice gave away my mood and what I was doing only seconds before because I felt my bed dip.

“What’s wrong? Are you crying?” Ashton asked. I took a deep breath.

“No, I’m just not feeling well.” I replied, hoping he would just leave me alone.

“Now how dumb do you think I am? I know you know I’m super duper smart.” He said trying to make me laugh. It didn’t work.

“Ash, I’m just upset and I don’t want to talk about it. Please.” I begged.

“Look Ally, you know you can tell me anything. I think if you tell me what’s wrong I can help you, or at least try to.” He offered. I was silent for a couple minutes, hoping he would go away figuring out I didn’t want to tell him. But he stayed, so I sat up with my head pointing down towards my feet so he couldn’t see my -messy make-up running, puffy red eyed- face. I was thankful he didn’t make me look at him.