5SOS Preferences

Your Brother Is In His Band >> a.i/m.c

"Thank you so so so much Mikey. I love you." You exclaim giving him another hug, as he kisses you on the top of your head. "I love you too sis." He tells you back as you release from the hug. 

"If you break her heart or cheat on her with some super hot model Irwin then I swear to god you will never ever hear the last of it. Ever again."

F L A S H B A C K

1 year later

"For five fucking months you've been cheating on me with some bitch of a girl you call a girlfriend!" You yell at him. He's been super distant whilst on tour and tabloids have gotten far too many pictures of him and a certain girl. Aka this super hot model.

Ash and his band have just come back from tour and you don't know how the hell he was able to hide all the evidence from Michael. Probably blaming it all on photoshop now that you think about it. He seemed to know nothing about the entire ordeal. You saw articles on tabloids about Bryana and Ashton but you, being the ever so oblivious piece of shit you were, ignored it and thought of them as just rumours.

You went to the airport to pick your twin brother and so called 'boyfriend' up from the airport. Recently a picture surfaced of him kissing Bryana on some random bed. Both shirtless. You just assumed that he was drunk but that wasn't enough to convince yourself.

Everything hit you in the gut when you accidentally and secretly caught Bryana and Ashton in a heated moment when you only wanted to buy a drink because of your sudden thirst after seeing Michael. The model was attempting to pull his shirt off his head as they moved into a darker and more conserved area of the airport. But you weren't going bring that up. That's a story for another day.

"Just wait until my twin hears about this!" You shout at him, tears slowly building up and dripping down your face. Letting the mascara run down along with it.

He started doing an impersonation of a fish. Opening and closing his mouth again and again but never speaking. "I'm sorry, but that shitty impersonation of a fish will get you no where." You shout at him, not caring that all the commotion you're causing is making stray pedestrians stare. You let him continue his fish impression before storming off and leaving him to be engulfed by paparazzi and fans who were coincidentally there.

You stood in front of the door that lead into your home. Contemplating in your head about what to tell Michael.

Just allowing yourself to wing it, you open the door and let yourself in as it is technically your house after all. Everyone was sitting at the table and a pizza situated in the centre. You take a seat and grab a slice of pizza for yourself. "Hi mum, dad, twin!" You chirp unrealistically bubbly, taking a bite of your pizza. 

"Hi bub." Michael says from beside you. Patting your head. 

"Where were you?" Your dad asks, concern hiding in his eyes. "I was talking to Ashton." You say with barely any cheerfulness. The opposite to when you'd normally talk about Ash. "What's wrong? You normally love talking about the lad." Your mum questions, hoping to know what is behind the mask you were currently wearing. Your mouth opens to say what Ashton did to you but you close it abruptly. "There's nothing wrong mum." You say, making your words as believable as possible. Plastering a close lipped smile on your face. "If you say so."

After dinner you dash up into your room and flop flat onto your face. Muttering stupid under your breath. Why couldn't you say anything? It's almost as if some invisible force was stopping you from doing so. You had one hell of a soft heart and even after Ashton has broken yours into pieces, you can't help but not say anything so that he doesn't get into trouble.

Every single day was like this. You attempt to tell Michael every single time you see him. But you just couldn't. Again, something was stopping you. Probably the fact that you didn't want Ashton hurt.

Everyday, you'd silently cry yourself to sleep and wipe on concealer to hide your dark circles and baggy eyes. No one seemed to find out and you wanted to keep it that way.

Everyday the realisation sunk in deeper and deeper. It's obvious that he'd choose this super hot model over you. You were just a normal girl. Not some bombshell or girl next door. You were just a plain Jane. A normal person. You're life was a flat line whilst his was a jolting roller coaster. He'd be wasted in a game of Never Have I Ever, you'd barely be tipsy. There's nothing special about you and with him being Ashton Irwin famous drummer of 5 Seconds Of Summer. He can basically get any chick he wants with practically no problem. It's just their rejection standing in the way. And that circles right back to the question. Why you?

One day, Michael was gone for some interview and your parents were out on a date. That was when you just let all your feelings out. You sat in the darkest corner in the house and just sobbed. Sobbed your heart out. It was so bad you felt your shirt and shorts start to soak up your wet tears. Pouring out all the emotion that you bottled up inside for god knows how long.

Swears were flying out your mouth and your scalp started to hurt at your constant tugging. Your face was blotchy and red from crying. In simpler forms, you were a mess.

Everything was so hectic in your mind that you didn't see Michael hovering above you, shaking you from your insanity. "Shit sis. What the fucking hell happened?" You look up at him, your lip quivering. But you just couldn't say it. "I wasn't gone that long. Please tell me what happened." You repeatedly shook your head. No. "Come on Clifford number 2. Just tell me." He knew how much that nickname frustrated you but your mouth was sealed. "I'm your brother. You can tell me anything." And that's when you just shouted it out after what felt like an eternity of hiding it.

"Ashton cheated on me."