Love on Tour [5SOS]

| Chapter 17 |

Chapter 17

Once we arrived back to the party, Mike ran right over to me, or at least tried to, which made Harry go the other way.

“Ally, where have you been?” He slurred.

“I just went upstairs, everything is fine. Now go have fun, I’ll be getting more alcohol.” I said, shooing him away from me and turning around and walking to the bar.

I went to the bar and got another drink. Soon after, Ashton spotted me and sprinted over.

“Are you okay? What did he have to say?” He asked in a disgusting tone.

“Ash, give him a break. Everything’s good, and now you two need to make up.”

He gave me a funny look. I gave him the puppy dog eyes and he laughed. 

“Okay okay. I’ll be right back” He said, looking around to see where Mike was, noticing he wasn’t looking, so he kissed me quickly.

I saw him go over to Harry and begin talking. The bartender handed me another drink and when I turned back around after thanking him, they were both laughing together. 

Luckily everything was fixed. I thought.

It was now four hours into the after party, everyone was beyond wasted, and everyone was tired. The siblings that showed up ended up leaving a little while ago, even Gemma which was shocking to me because that girl knew how to party. I looked over on the dance floor and even though the song was catchy and something you danced quickly to, I saw Liam and Sophia swaying, as well as Zayn and Perrie, Louis and Eleanor, Mike and Sarah, and Calum and Transita. I shook my head laughing, grabbing my drink and walking over to Harry, Ashton, Luke and Niall.

“Sup boys?” I said, Ashton putting his arm around me. At this point I doubted Mike knew what the hell was going on.

“Nothin’, just talking.” Niall answered, slurring- a lot.

“Okay then, Ni I think you’ve had enough.” Luke said, trying to take his beer away, failing miserably, and ending up laughing and falling to the floor. 

Ashton looked at him, laughed and went to pick him up, falling down as well, laughing and giggling on the floor. Idiots.

“I think I’m ready to go, I’m tired.” I said, yawning.

“Me too, lets get everyone out of here, huh babe?” Ashton said, carefully lifting himself up and putting his hand on the small of my back, slightly nudging me forward. I nodded my head and complied, walking forward.

We both split up, him, Harry, and Luke grabbing Niall and the other guys, and me going to get the girls.

“Guys, come on, we’re gonna go back to our rooms now.” I said, they all lifted their heads off of their boyfriends shoulders and nodded, their eyes almost fully closed. We all linked arms and began walking out. We made it to the elevator without anyone falling, thankfully. I didn’t think any one of us had the strength to hoist anyone else up.

“That was a great party.” Transita said quietly, her eyes slightly shut.

“It was. But it’s time for bedtime.” Sarah said, leaning her head on the elevator wall, closing her eyes. We all nodded, waiting for the elevator to stop.

Once it did, after saying goodnight- well technically good morning, we all split up and went into our desired rooms. Sarah and I immediately took our heeled shoes off and collapsed onto our beds, happy to feel the comfortable, soft sheets. We nuzzled into our pillows and instantly fell asleep.

*About half and hour later*

“Babe, are you awake?”

“No mum, I don’t want to wake up. Go away” I mumbled.

I heard a deep chuckle and felt someone move my hair from my face. That most definitely wasn’t my mother.

I opened my eyes, cringing at how bright it was inside the room.

“Ash, what do you want? I’m busy sleeping.” I groaned, smothering my face into the pillow, hoping he would go away.

“I know, but your brother is in my room passed out snoring like a fucking train and I can’t sleep. Is it okay if I sleep here?” He asked, answering his own question by crawling into my bed, covering himself and cuddling up behind me.

“Ash, just shut up and go to sleep.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice babe, goodnight.” He said.

“Don’t worry, I won’t.” I yawned, nestling farther into the blankets to get more comfortable. It wasn’t happening, so I turned around and lay my head on Ashton’s chest. 

Ah, much better. I thought, finally drifting off into a deep, well needed slumber.

Who would’ve thought in the next couple of hours something was going to cause a bigger headache than this hangover?