5sos imagines

You join him on tour (Calum and Ashton)

Calum

I opened my eyes slowly and sighed as I remembered where I was. I groaned as I tried to move slightly on Calum's bunk, pulling myself up so that I was laying on top of Calum. I smiled to myself as he instinctively put a protective hand on my back. I closed my eyes again and rested my head against his chest, being comforted by the rise and fall of it.

"Wakey, wakey!" suddenly, the curtain was pulled back to reveal the boys. They laughed as Ashton raised his phone, snapping a photo and blinding us with the flash.

"Jesus fuck, what are you dickheads doing?" Calum groaned as he scrunched his nose up and covered his eyes with his hand.

"We've been waiting two months to catch you two like that." Michael chuckled as they looked at the phone.

"Like what?" I scoffed, resting my head back against Calum's chest.

"Like this. You guys have been trying your hardest to not be close in front of us, we knew you were, we were right, ha, ha, ha." Luke grinned. Calum and I looked at each other.

"Yeah, guys, we are dating." Calum spoke slowly. They looked at each other.

"Since when?" Michael scoffed.

"Since I asked her out before we came on tour and asked her to come with us." Calum shrugged.

"Wow. You guys kept that well-hidden." Luke spoke.

"Now, fuck off, we had a late night last night." Calum grumbled.

"Ooh, what did you get up to?" Ashton smirked. Calum rolled his eyes before pulling the curtain back across and pulling me back into his chest.

Ashton

I lay on Ashton's bunk, hugging myself and shivering as I tried to sleep. I opened my eyes again as I heard the curtain being pulled back and sighed as Ashton stood there.

"You okay, babe? You weren't at the side of the stage like you usually are." He spoke, resting his chin against the edge of the bunk and looking at me.

"I feel like shit." I mumbled as I pulled the blanket further over my body.

"Aww, baby, how come?" he asked, looking at me with concerned eyed.

"I think I have the flu." I coughed. His eyes widened.

"Shit, we need to get you a doctor." He gulped.

"A doctor won't do shit. I just need rest and medicine, and I'll be fine." I mumbled.

"Are you sure?" he asked, gently stroking my cheek.

"Yeah. I'll be fine." I nodded.

"Babe, I love you, but I can't get sick, maybe we should sleep separately until you're better." He spoke sheepishly. I nodded as I propped myself up on my elbow.

"No, you're right, I'll take the sofa tonight-."

"Oh, no you won't." he scoffed. I looked at him.

"But, Ash, this is your bed, it's not fair for me to take it." I sighed.

"And you're also very ill, babe. You can barely hold your own weight up, let alone get out of bed and walk through the tour bus. I'll take the sofa." He reassured. I smiled at him.

"Thank you, I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too, baby girl." He smiled.