off limits || m.c

1: little irwin

he paused the game and stood up to hug me until ashton cleared his throat.

"no."

"seriously ash? it was just a hug."

"why'd you make him a sandwich?"

"because we always sharp a vegemite sandwich. you've even seen us trade."

"it's true."

"no more sandwich sharing."

"what the fuck?!"

"don't fucking swear!"

"ugh!"

i seated myself next to michael and took out my phone from my back pocket. i guess i lifted my shirt a little on accident and that really bothered ashton.

"um, sydney fix your shirt."

"what, why?"

"i can see your side."

i looked over at it and literally the littlest bit of skin was showing.

"fix it, now."

"OH MY GOSH WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU, WHY ARE YOU BEING SO OVERPROTECTIVE ALL OF A SUDDEN?"

"yeah that's because you recently turned 18, which means these guys can try anything on you."

"they wouldn't. i'm too ugly for them."

"no you're not!" michael said.

i rolled my eyes.

"i'm going upstairs."

i got up and went upstairs into me and ashton's shared room.

i face flopped onto my bed and thought. then i sat up and reached to take my phone out, but it wasn't there. ugh i must've left it on the couch!

i face flopped again, and then i heard a knock at the door.

*knock knock*

"ugh, what?"

*door opens*

"oh hey michael."

"hey uh, you left your phone downstairs."

"yeah, thanks for bringing it up, i just realized that."

"yeah, no problem, so uh..you're 18!"

"yeah, i am."

"that uh, that means we can do stuff right?"

"um..like?"

"like things, you know. and i wouldn't get arrested."

"oh..um, i-i guess? but you'll probably get killed by ashton."

"true, true."

"yeahhh, so uh."

"yeah i'll just go now."

"good idea."

he backed up and winked at me before closing the door. he went downstairs, leaving me confused.

-

later that day, we ordered pizza and watched tv.

we were all sitting downstairs, eating pizza, watching family guy.

"i'm gonna go get some more pizza and napkins."

"you do that, ashton."

"and i gotta go take a leak."

"have a nice pee, luke."

and that just left me, michael, and calum. i looked at calum because i just couldn't face michael after earlier today.

"why are you starting at me, sydney?"

"because i can."

"maybe you like me."

"maybe i don't."

then i heard michael giggling in the back.

"are you sure, little irwin?"

"stop calling me that."

"ok ok, calm down little one."

"i'm not little!"

"yeah you are. you do whatever ashton tells you to do. you listen to him too much, you're still a little-"

and i got pissed off. so i became a rebel and kissed him. full on, lips on lips kiss. then i heard a plate drop, but i continued kissing him, with a grossed out look on my face.

"calum, you get your hands off sydney's bum now!"

and then i was pulled off and pushed into ashton, and calum was being dragged upstairs by ashton. and in that exact moment, luke came out of the bathroom zipping up his zipper.

"whoa, what'd i miss?"

"alooooot."

"what happened? i literally just went to go take a pee and then i heard a plate break and ashton screaming something about a bum."

"sydney was making out with calum, and calum was squeezing her bum."

"that must've been nice."

"shut up, luke!"

ashton came downstairs and then dragged me up there.

he pushed me into our shared bedroom.

"you're not leaving this room until tomorrow."

"what if i have to pee?"

"use the window."

"what if i'm hungry?"

"here's some pizza."

"whatever."

"you really did it this time, syd."

and he left the room, slammed the door shut and locked it. calum's taste is still in my mouth. ew.