michael comes in later and drives all three of us to the address calum texted me. ashton and michael sit up in the front screaming and dancing along to the radio, which makes me feel good that instead of ashton panicking about being surrounded by strangers, he's having a good time even before we arrive.
"this is it?" ashton asks when michael turns into the parking lot of a club, "oh no, i don't do clubs."
"please, ashton," i beg.
"there's too many people, and too much energy, and too much... everything. i can't handle clubs. if i go in there i'm going to throw up," ashton panics, "i'm going to slip up and make a fool of myself."
"no you're not. it's going to be okay. we're going to have fun and michael and i'll be there." i tell him. he doesn't reply, "come on, ash, it's going to be okay. plus, calum really wants to get to know you. maybe you can warm up to him."
ashton turns to michael. michael pats his shoulder, "we'll all look out for each other."
ashton bites his lip before replying, "fine... but if i get uncomfortable, i'm leaving."
"yes!" i shout, pulling off my seatbelt and reaching up front to give him a hug.
