I wake up with someone shaking my shoulder awake. I give them the finger and roll onto my side. They keep shaking me.
"Come on Cam, please wake up. No of us can cook french toast and that's what we voted on this morning. Please, please wake up." I roll over and look into Ashton's green eyes. He smiles apologetically and I roll my eyes at him. I take a deep yawn and stretch. I roll out of bed and walk into the kitchen only wearing booty shorts and a tank top. My shirt was riding up and I pulled out down so you couldn't see my stomach anymore. All the guys looked at me and had sighs of relief. I shot them the bird as well and started to cook. It was 9:37 in the morning. I rolled my eyes annoyed at the clock. Soon I had enough french toast to feed an army, but barely enough for 4 teenage boys. I started on another batch so I could eat to. When I finished with breakfast I started walking to my room and was stopped.
"What Cal?" I said a little annoyed. I wasn't in the mood to be their personal slave anymore.
"Do you want to watch a movie with us?"
"Finnnneeeeee." I say. I walk into the living area and roll onto the couch from the backside. I didn't notice a person their.
"Sorry Ash." I say. He is staring at me expectantly.
"Aren't you going to move?" We say at the same time. I raise my eyebrows at him. He shakes his head. I roll closer to the back of the couch cushion and try to push him off. He giggles at me. He rolls so his back is on the couch and I'm lying on his chest. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my cheek playfully. I try to pull away and he pulls me closer. I give up and just lay their pouting. Calum stares at us in a brotherly way and puts the movie in. It's 21 Jump Street. I've seen it before and don't really focus on it. I also don't focus on the warmth of Ashton's body underneath me, or his slow, deep breaths. I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes. I nuzzle the top of my head into the crook of his neck. I feel his smile. I also feel the small kiss he places on my forehead as I drift into sleep.
I wake up and look around to see everyone else asleep. Calum and Luke are sleeping next to each other on the floor and Michael on the love seat. I look at Ashton's peaceful face. I try to shift but his arms are wrapped tightly around me. His eyes flutter open. I look at his green eyes. I rest my chin on his chest and he stretches releasing me. I quickly get out of his grasp and hop out of the living room avoiding bodies and get into the kitchen. I have my back turned to the door and I am looking at the mound of dishes. Out of no where an arm wraps around my waist and I'm lifting off my feet. My back is pressed against Ash's back and my feet are flailing.
"Ashton Fletcher Irwin!" I whisper shout. I don't want to wake anyone else up. He carries me to the bedroom as I pound on his arms and his body. He just chuckles and keeps going. He gets in there and locks the door. He sets me down and I stick my tongue out at him. He pushes me on the bed and walks toward me. Then the worst happens.
He starts to tickle me. I bite my tongue and kick at him and soon a scream is let out and huge fits of laughter. I finally kick him hard in the abs. He doubles over clutching his abdomen, which is built, and I hop off the bed and pin him down. My hair hangs and hits the floor, and it resembles a curtain around us. I lean down romantically and lick my lips. I stare at his lips and lean down slowly. I'm hovering an inch above, and bite my lip. The suspension is killing him.
"Camry, come help me do dishes!" I hear Calum yell. I giggle and kiss Ashton quick on the cheek and go out to help Cal. I can hear Ashton groaning behind me.