"Now," you say in a calm voice placing your elbows on the table. "Alex, are you gonna punch Michael anymore?" You ask. Alex shook his head. He sat opposite Michael at the dining table with you at the top. He looked pissed off as could be. His whole face and body was clenched and his breaths deep and long. Michael was sitting low and worried in his chair being pummelled by Alex just minutes earlier. "I would leave you two to talk this out but I don't want a dead Michael so I'm gonna stay," you admit. You'd never seen Alex so pissed off in your life. Well not since the stolen iron maiden scandal when you were nine. "Are either of you going to speak," you ask after more silence. "My sister dude. My little sister. I thought we were bros. I took you under my wing," Alex said in a blunt harsh tone. His eyes were squinted and his jaw practically clenched. "Oh, God." He said in realisation. "What?" You asked. "When you were staying at mine and Michael and the boys stayed for a week you weren't hooking up then were you?" Alex asked cringing. You pressed your lips tightly together, looking down at the wooden kitchen table. Your eyes flicked up and Michael and he was doing the same. Neither of you wanted to admit it. "Are you fucking kidding me! In my own home," Alex's fists were clenched into balls and you saw another outburst beginning to brew. "And the girl you kept going on about all of last summer," Alex added. "Sorry bro," Michael said awkwardly. "That's why you wouldn't tell us her name. I feel so stupid. Why didn't you goddammed tell me?" Alex asked. "We were worried that if we let everyone know it would make it more difficult for us," Michael admitted. "And dude you're so protective over Y/N I was worried that you'd snap my neck in my sleep," he added. "If you really are into each other then it doesn't matter what anyone else says. You made need to start sleeping with your eyes open. Just some friendly advice," Alex threatened.
Michael's eyes bulged in his head. "I'm not just into her. I love her," Michael admitted making you smile. "Bro to bro now I honestly do care about her and I think you know I'd never do anything to intentionally hurt her," Michael said. You could see Alex warming to the idea of you two. "Urg, I guess if that's how you feel I can't exactly punch you to death. You guys can date. I won't say anything. Just keep the naked activities to a minimum or at least never ever mention anything like that to me. oh, and Michael, if you ever write antithetical song about having sex with her you won't have a penis to have sex with her. God it?" Alex said. You saw Michael swallow very hard before replying. "Got it," you sighed with relief that Alex no longer had his murderous tendencies. "Hello! How's our favourite female bar our moms," you heard a voice that belong to the one and only Luke Hemmings. "We brought pizza," a perky Ashton called. "And beer," oh and that was Calum. Great. Not this again.
