Ross's POV:

I wake to a pounding head. The ever so lovely reminder that I drank way too much the night before. It's not my fault alcoholic beverages are so addicting.

I roll onto my my stomach and slowly open my eyes. I'm in a bunk, I'm pretty sure not my own, and hopefully on the BVB bus. Stretching as I sit up I exit the bunk, and scurry to the bunk that should be my own.

Relief washes over me at the sight of my own belongings. I snatch up my compact and inspect my hungover complexion. To sum it up, I look like a whore who drank way too much and slept with half a dozen guys in one night. My hair is a mess, red strands sticking up in every which way. My makeup is smeared across my face making my cheeks blotchy with dark eye makeup. My clothing is wrinkled with my shirt hanging off of my shoulder.

I grab a change of clothes and my toiletries before heading to the bathroom to shower and ready myself for the day.

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I've decided that after my shower, I don't look terrible. I don't look amazing, but I'm hungover, and could care less about how I look. Zero makeup and leggings is how I roll today.

Andy and the guys are scattered around the 'living room' of the tour bus, and they all turn their heads when I enter.

"Well, well, if it isn't Sleeping Beauty," Ashley smirks.

I simply flip him off and sit on Andy's lap. I twirl my hands around his neck, combing my fingers through his soft, dark hair. He smiles and pulls me closer to him, gently kissing my cheek.

"Morning baby, how are you feeling?"
"I've been better. Stupid headache won't leave me alone. Speaking of headaches..." I lift myself off of my boyfriend's lap and grab an Advil.

After quickly downing the pills I plop myself back onto Andy's lap, nuzzling his neck before facing the band, "so what's the plan for today? Are we at the venue yet?"

Andy shakes his head and glances out the window, "we'll be there in an hour or so. But I think we go on later today."

"Wait... Does that mean I can go back to sleep?" I ask excitedly.
"Nope," Andy replies smugly, "you've slept long enough."
"So... Then what am I going to do," I cock my head to one side.
"Hmm... Do you guys think that Rose, someone whose underage, should've been drinking that much?" Oh shit.

The guys snigger before slowly approaching me until I'm surrounded, creepy smiles on all of their faces. Andy's arms tighten around me so I can't wriggle free. I gulp as Andy swiftly flips us around so he's on top of me, but bak ending his weight on his hands on either side of me.

"I think she needs to be punished," Ashley grins wickedly, before he and the others start to tickle me. Andy holds me down but does his share of torturing me, and soon my laughs and screams can be heard a mile away.

I kick and shriek as I squirm in Andy's grip, turning this way and that, "PLEASE! Let me go! I h-hate being tickled!"

The guys laughter grows and they continue that tickling until I manage to break free and fall onto the ground.

"You guys are going to get it!" I shriek as I make a mad dash for the closest band member, Andy. Hitting him upside the head before I make my way to the others.

Notes

So.... It was a filler :( sorry

I'm going to start with a Q&A kinda thingy
idk if you guys are interested but feel free to ask and answer questions!!

Q: what's your fav BVB song???

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