Lauren's idea for the first bit with Harry, but yeah. Enjoy =) Thanks for the reviews!
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'WILL SOMEONE SHUT THAT BABY UP!??!?!?' Harry was yelling three hours later. Turns out Sophie hadn't woken up to Carly. Harry jumped out of his bed and stalked up the other end of the bus, trying to snatch Carly up while he pushed the bus window open.
'DON'T TOUCH MY BABY!!!!!' Sophie screeched, hugging her close to her chest.
'WELL SHUT IT UP!!!!' Harry shouted and Sophie fumbled around trying to get the key in the right way.
'I'M TRYING!!!!' Sophie exclaimed as Harry tried to grab her again.
'Harry, mate, go back to bed,' Tom sighed wearily from the couches. Harry grumbled something and got back into his bunk.
'I'm sorry,' Sophie muttered, cradling Carly in her arms.
'It's not your fault Soph, Harry's the one that got too out of control,' Tom said falling asleep.
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Each baby woke up three more times that night each, Harry complaining each time they woke up. We could not wait to get rid of them the next day after that sleepless night!
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We all woke up at around nine when we were about at the Victoria/New South Wales border.
'Doug, you awake yet?' Tom called.
No answer.
Harry and Danny groaned and went to try and find the Panadol, but unlucky for them, they'd used them all last time they'd gotten drunk! As soon as he noticed I'd woken up, Tom had sprung up from the couch.
'Hey man, can you give me a hand here?' he asked, bending over to Dougie's bed and sliding back his curtains.
'See! I knew you were awake!' Tom exclaimed in mock surprise. I heard a rustle of blankets and a groan from Dougie, then the sound of bare feet hitting the floor.
'Come here Luce and we'll get you down from there,' Tom said, holding his arms up.
'No it's alright, I can get down myself,' I said drowsily. I sleepily slid over to the side of the bed, my eyes heavy with tiredness. I carefully climbed over the side and was caught by Tom's short, ringed fingers and Dougie's long ones. One set of hands grabbed my legs and the other pair caught my torso. They both carried me over to the couch and sat me down, wrapping a blanket round my shoulders. Dougie climbed into Tom's bed and took Xavier out and put him on the couch next to me.
'How's the ankle feeling today?' Tom asked, sitting on the floor next to it.
'Stiff and sore. Ugh and wet!' I moaned. 'Oh crap, your bed will be wet now from the ice won't it?' I noticed in mortification.
'No, that's why that is there,' Tom said, proudly pointing towards the plastic bag he'd tied on there earlier that morning.
'Pft, if you were Danny, your bed would be satched by now,' Dougie snorted and a disapproving noise came from Danny's direction.
'It might be a good idea to try and walk on it,' Harry said from his bunk.
'Yeah,' I replied, shrugging the red blanket off my shoulders and gingerly standing up, supported by Tom and Zac.
'You okay Luce?' Zac asked. I nodded and carefully put it on the floor. Everyone was watching me. Dougie had gone back to bed, taking Xavier with him. He had taken a strange liking to him. I gently put some weight on it and it felt fine, so I put a little more each time, the pain growing stronger each time, until I couldn't take it anymore and hopped back to the couch.
'Right, well that could be a slight problem,' Tom sighed, shaking his head at me.
'I can limp, but it hurts a lot,' I said, confidently doing a wobbly lap of the evil table. Tom shot me a grin then sat down.
'By the way girls, when we make it to Melbourne, you can give your babies back,' Tom said and Vanessa, Danny and the others apart from Sophie and me cheered, including Harry who nearly fell out of bed.
'But I like Xavier! He's my new buddy!' Dougie exclaimed from his bunk. Tom laughed.
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He was pretty happy for the rest of the trip, looking out the window as we finished filling out our booklets and changing and feeding our babies.
'God, the drought's bad down here isn't it?' he said, looking out at all the dead, dry grass and empty dams.
'In England, they don't even know the meaning of the word drought!' Dougie joked from his bunk where he was reading a magazine and listening to music and nursing Xavier at the same time. Harry and Danny were back in bed once again, both half asleep. Danny had hold of Carly and was singing quietly to her while falling asleep. Zac and Nate were sitting next to each other talking and Vanessa, Sophie and me were talking to Tom who had Jackson nestled in the bend of his elbow.
'Ugh, Tom I am totally stealing your bed, its way more comfortable than mine,' Harry groaned, trying to climb down from his bunk and landing in a heap on the floor, much to the amusement of everyone else. Harry picked himself up, stood on Dougie's bunk and heaved himself into Tom's bunk above Doug.
'Hey Tom, since when have you had a pink pillow?' he asked.
'It's not mine its Lucie's,' Tom said.
'And why's her stuff there then?' Harry called back.
'Cos I slept there,' I replied.
'Oh,' Harry said bluntly, rustling around before finally falling silent.
'I wondered why Tom was next to me and you weren't,' Sophie said.
'What? Aren't I as comforting enough as Lucie?' Tom asked, pouting at her and running his fingers through his blonde hair.
Sophie laughed. 'Of course you are Tom.'
'Pretty comfy come to think of it, I dunno what you complain about Vanessa.'
'Would you like to sleep here for the rest of the tour then?' she asked with a smirk.
'Nah, I'm old, I need my own bed,' Tom giggled.
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'Hey Dougie, why don't you drink?' I asked, noticing he was the only one that hadn't gotten drunk yet.
'Well, someone has to make sure you don't die or get raped or something,' he laughed, pulling one of his ear phones out and sitting up and hanging his head out of his bunk upside down.
'And also it totally stuffs my playing, so unless you want a crap show because Doug didn't play right, you'd better be happy about it!' he said, sliding out and coming to sit with us, almost falling over as we came to a stop at traffic lights. 'And I do drink, I just make sure it's the right time when I do,' he said, shoving Sophie's clothes bag off the seat.
As he went to sit down, Xavier's head went backwards, making him cry.
'I'm sorry Lucie!!' he exclaimed, rocking him backwards and forwards in his arms.
'It's alright,' I replied. It hadn't been the first time, every time we tried changing their clothes or stuff like that their heads accidentally went backwards.
'Man it's hot today!' Danny exclaimed from his bunk, shoving his blanket off and fanning himself with his hands.
'Uh, it's only twenty-five! That's a nice day here!' Vanessa exclaimed.
'Whatever, Tom is there a pool at this hotel we're staying at?'
'Yeah,' Tom replied vaguely.
'I know where I'm goin when we get there then!' Danny said, moving up to Harry's bunk.
'What are you doing?' Harry asked Danny, noticing him across from him.
'Meh, yours is better than mine as well Harry,' Danny shrugged, pulling Harry's blankets around him and falling asleep.
A little while later we heard a strange noise that sounded oddly like a fart.
'Danny!' Harry groaned, sitting up and waving his hands around his face. 'You really shouldn't do that, it's disgusting,' Harry said, still fanning himself.
'It wasn't me,' Danny said. 'Ugh Harry!!' he moaned, covering his face with the blankets.
We smelt it. 'Harry!' everyone said, covering their faces, while Harry grinned. It eventually faded, but Harry was almost left on the side of the road after doing three in a row.
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We got there at around four o'clock (very glad to get out of the bus).
'Come with me girls and we'll turn these babies off,' Tom said and we followed him into his room. He got out the key and pulled the back out of them, turning them off and taking the batteries out. He held out his hands to take them back. Vanessa handed hers straight over, but Sophie and I took a bit longer.
'I don't want to give her back!' she exclaimed, even beginning to tear up.
'Come on Soph, you have to so they can get marked!' Tom exclaimed, taking Carly from her. She waved sadly as Tom put her in the box. I gave Xavier one last hug and gave him to Tom, along with our bags and books. As he prepared the boxes to send back, we unpacked our stuff, which took a while, then much to Danny's disgust we went to Rod Laver Arena to rehearse a bit there to make sure we all knew where everything was instead of his preferred swimming. It was a bit difficult for me, but Tom never seemed to leave my side. He got the medic to check it out.
'Maybe we should get it properly checked out...' he trailed off as he pushed on the bruise and I just about screamed.
'No, it's alright, it'll be fine,' I said firmly.
'Well, keep it iced and bandaged alright?' he replied and I nodded. Tom got some more ice for it.
'Do you like playing Doctors and Nurses mate?' Danny had asked him as Tom piggy-backed me down the stairs. As the day went on, my ankle recovered a little bit, but only a little bit. We had our first show, which went surprisingly well and came back to the hotel. The boys didn't make us girls come down to them; they came up to us so I didn't have to walk anywhere.
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My ankle was pretty sore when I came back, and Tom made sure before I went to bed that the bandage was redone and that it had been iced in the bus on the way home, which was the most far away hotel yet from a venue. The bruise was a mixture of purple, black and blue and took up a lot of the top of my foot. We got back and showered then went to bed.
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I didn't realise how short that chapter was... sorry guys! The next one shall be longer!