"If you try and tell me to keep calm one more time, Niall Horan, I will shove my foot down your throat."Nialls mouth closes with a loud snap of his teeth, deciding better than trying to tell the small lad to calm down and that they were going to be fine. He has learned from past experience that pissing Louis off was not a smart idea, and then when he made a threat he made sure to stick by it.

All in all, Niall doesn't want a foot kicked down his throat

The airport was busy, packed to the roof its holiday makers just off flights from exotic holidays with golden tans, or ones ecstatic to be going on a two week break to the Greek islands in Europe. Louis, Niall and Harry stood in JFK airport looking lost, because they were and it was mostly because Harry had fucked up where they were supposed to get their booked taxi straight to the venue.

Their travels have been exhausting. To start their travels, the flight was delayed by two hours, and when they were supposed to be at gate 44, they were at gate 10 which was on the other side of the airport with only 10 minutes to get to their gate. The flight was good, all three doing nothing but sleep on the plane, and by the time they arrived, Niall had lost his luggage which thankfully he got back.

"We have 2 Hours to get to the venue,"Harry reminds a stressed out Louis,"That's enough time."He soothes, resting his hand on Louis' trembling shoulders. He wanted everything to go perfect, he had everything planned out in his head and all of these set backs was making him regret his decision of even planning this surprise visit.

Josh and Tyler were to let the three backstage where Louis had planned to surprise Luke by waiting in his dressing room with a big innocent smile on his face and a camera to capture Lukes surprised expression. Niall and Harry were planning on doing the same for Ashton. It was going to be outstandingly amazing.

"You have to cal-"

"Don't you dare say it."Louis cuts Niall off harshly, glaring daggers at the Irish lad who takes a cautious step back away from the angered lad. Okay so New York is a little colder than Louis thought so he still remains drowning in one of Lukes hoodies, denim shorts that fall just above his knees and vans without socks. His hair was messy from sleeping on the plan, a head on Harry's shoulder while Harry rests his head on Louis' head.

"Okay, okay."Niall watches how Harry is able to stroke back Louis' hair lovingly, calming the shorter lad down. Louis leans into the touch with a tired sigh. He has always hated traveling, it was so much effort and something always went wrong.

"We'll get there in time, don't worry."Harry whispers for Louis to hear, content whenever he hums and nods his head, allowing Niall and Harry to take charge of the whole situation.

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"Half an hour to get ready then you're on,"One of the backstage crew inform, leading Luke, Ashton, Calum and Michael backstage and towards the dressing room area. Lucky enough, it was a big venue with plenty of rooms for dressing rooms which meant that neither had to share and had privacy for half an hour before going on stage.

"Just another week..."Luke can hear Ashton reminding himself. Don't get them wrong, they fucking love being out on tour with TØP but they were exhausted and or, sick, just wanting to head home and see those family and friends and for a sense of normality.

Their schedules have been hecticm waking up at an early start, forcing a quick breakfast some journalist that their management company hired is wanting to do yet another interview of the new band that was taking the world by storm and then lunch, sound check and then the live show. By the time they got back to their hotel or bus, they were too tired to do anything but sleep.

Luke grabs onto Ashton's hand, catching the smaller off guard who jumps with a start. Giving Ashton's hand a quick reassuring squeeze, he mouths to him if he's okay and receives a shaky nod and smile in return before everyone is breaking off to their separate changing rooms.

Opening the dressing room door, Luke freezes in his tracks of walking into the room, Mitch falling slack when he spots the person that is standing in the middle of the room, drowning in a hoodie that clearly belongs to Luke and giggling behind a camcorder.

"Surprise!"Louis shouts, almost jumping up and down on the spot with a wide smile that reaches all the way to his cheeks, causing the corner of his eyes to crinkle up. Luke doesn't waste any time, dashing into the room and engulfing Louis into a hug that lifts the shorter lad off of the ground.

Louis lets out a squeal of surprise, not hesitating to wrap his arms around Lukes neck and legs around his waist as he hugs him tightly, feeling like he's going to cry of happiness.

"I've missed you so much, buttercup."Luke sniffles, pulling away from where he has hidden his face in Louis' neck."So fucking much, it's been so long since I've been able to touch you."

Louis smiles, tears in his own eyes as he cups Lukes jaw lovingly."I've missed you more,"He leans in, capturing Luke in a well needed and deserved kiss, lips moulding at didn't one another's as if they were made to be attached. The kiss is so gentle, so sweet and expresses everything that needs to said.

"What did I ever do to deserve you? My sweet, beautiful boyfriend who goes out of his way to come across the world and surprise me."

"I actually came to return this hoodie of yours, and to get me my build a bear."He giggles, squeaking whenever Luke pitched his bum. Louis leans in, noses brushing as he Eskimo kisses Luke lovingly."I love you so much."

I'm gonna write another part. It will be either Ashton/Harry/Niall or Hemlinson smut. Your choice.