So here are some chapter topics that I'm currently considering:
• Disney
• Competition/sibling rivalry (maybe I'll finally take some stuff out of random
imagines lol)
• You don't get along with the other boys
• Another 1D collab/he takes you on tour
• Makeup
• You're older than him
• Sticky Situations
• He's dating one of the other boys (I know that one is kinda cliche but still)
WHICH ONE SHOULD I DOOOO!
Okay so believe it or nah but I usually have some kind of idea about what I'm going to write BEFORE I write it but rn I want to post a chapter and have no ideas so this is pure and potent thought straight from my mind (sorry)
Calum:
"Calum, I want a commercial," you said absentmindedly while channel surfing.
Your brother looked at you strangely before replying, "advertising what?"
"Me, I think I'm pretty great and we should tell people, it's a PSA really," you replied nonchalantly.
"That's a little egotistical isn't it?" He raised an eyebrow looking rather unimpressed.
"Pshhhh no. I just want everyone to know how inspirational I can be and how much they need me in their daily lives, with a commercial we can reach the masses," your excited eyes clashed with Calum's bored ones, but he just sighed and nodded.
"I'll call the boys, maybe they'll talk some sense into you."
"So let me get this straight," Luke strutted into the apartment flanked by a bored Michael, "you want a commercial advertising you?"
"That's the idea," you nodded making the skeptical blondes face light up.
"I LOVE IT!" He squealed clapping his hands.
"Wait what?" Calum looked up from the couch obviously not expecting that reaction.
"Yes! It seems like great fun! don't you think Michael?" He nudged the boy standing next to him.
"It sounds great," Michael said a little too enthusiastic earning him an elbow to the ribs from Luke.
"Anyways," he shot Michael a glare, "Ashton's going to meet us on the set of the studio with a camera!" He smiled waving you out the door, dragging Calum and Michael along for the ride.
"Studio?" You asked flipping through the radio stations as Luke started the car.
"Yup! We rented out this cute little area with a green screen so it's really gonna be great," Luke chirped pulling out into the road.
"I didn't know you were so organized," you complimented him earning a snort from your brother.
"Yea, about that, Luke isn't this put together. You should be scared," Calum piped up but was silenced by a look from Michael. Your brother looked over angrily but they whispered for a few moments before Calum nodded in agreement.
"Is everything okay back there?" You turned around to look.
"Peachy! We were just talking about how excited we are!" Michael smiled, Calum following suit.
"Oh, okay then," you looked back out front just in time to see Luke park the car.
"We're here!" He jumped out and was at your door before you even got a chance to take off your seatbelt. Ripping open your door, he practically dislocated your shoulder pulling you into the building. "ASHTOOOOON WE'RE BACK AND WE BROUGHT Y/N!" Luke yelled pushing you towards a large green area where Ashton was messing around with a camera.
"Back?" You whipped back around to look at Luke who plastered on a grin.
"Yea we helped him set up earlier," he explained brushing your question off.
"Alright, well does that mean we can start now?" You looked up excitedly and Ashton gave you a sympathetic look.
"Are you sure-"
"Of course she's sure Ashton don't be silly," Luke cut in, "and yes we can start."
Luke nodded at Michael who went behind the massive green screen and pulled out a nice armchair situating it in front of the camera. You went over and flopped down onto it giggling as you bounced back up.
"I like this chair," you smiled looking over at Luke for direction.
"Alright, so you just need to stand there and repeat everything I say," he nodded at Ashton who turned on the camera. "First things first, smile and wave let everyone know how personable you are," Luke directed circling behind Ashton as you did what he asked. "Good, now keep your eyes on the camera and talk about yourself a little."
"Well, I'm Y/N, and I'm Y/A years old. I like to read and hang out with my friends," you rambled not at all prepared for the question.
"What friends?" Calum yelled from behind the sound and light panel.
"Hey!" You narrowed your eyes at him as the other three laughed.
"EYES ON THE CAMERA!" Luke ordered making you snap back and focus.
"Calum I have lots of friends I was taking to Y/BFF/N this morning," you lied through your teeth never looking away from the camera.
"Y/BFF/N who is grounded without any electronics to contact you with?" He smirked.
"How did you know?" You asked shocked but too afraid of Luke to look away.
"I know lots of things," Calum smirked cockily.
"HOW?" You screeched finally looking over at him.
"EYES!" Luke roared and you snapped your neck back.
"Tsk tsk tsk," Michael rutted clearly enjoying your misery.
"Well what do I do then Michael? I'm sorry that I'm used to making eye contact while talking to people," you said sarcastically throwing your arms up in the air.
"Well maybe, and this is just a suggestion, you could I don't know, control your own movements?" He snapped back.
"Oh yea?"
"CUT!" Luke screamed before the two of you could turn your argument into an all out cat fight. "If you two don't shut up I'm going to use the quiet tape!"
"She started it anyway," Michael grumbled while you wondered what the quiet tape was.
"Rude," you sneered back.
"Look who's talking sweet pea," he chuckled making Calum let out a low 'oooooo'.
"YOU ASKED FOR IT!" Luke pulled out a roll of duct tape and walked over calmy tearing off a piece and sticking it on your face while you tried to convince him otherwise.
"You okay?" Ashton asked from behind the camera, and you sent him a thumbs up. You went to peel off the tape but Luke slapped your hand off.
"Not unless you promise to thank the tape for shutting you up," he said flatly making you laugh hysterically and clap your hands until you realized he was serious. He nodded at you and pointed at the camera expectedly.
Rolling your eyes you peeled back the tape and said as sarcastically as you could muster, "THANKS QUIET TAPE!" You winked just to lay it on thick then glared at Luke as you stood up. "Can we get to it now?" You crumpled up the tape and threw it into the ground.
"Lunch break," Michael shrugged walking out.
"Ugh fine," you followed as everyone else got up and went out into the parking lot. You all went out to lunch chatting as they took turns editing on the laptop while you ate. Finally you got impatient and asked, "can I see?"
"Sure," Calum smiled, finally turning the screen around so you could see.
"Cool!" You said eagerly watching as he flipped it open and set it in front of you, pressing the play button.
The first thing on display was you smiling at the camera waving.
"Do you experience frequent and uncontrollable moments of sass? Feel the urge to be completely salty in inappropriate situations? Do your friends frequently refer to you as 'saltier than a McDonalds French fry' or 'savage'?" Michael narrated as large white font appeared above you. You nodded smiling at the camera in your giant fluffy chair.
"How did you know?" You asked wide-eyed looking surprised.
"Because it means that you're a little ****(they bleeped him out)," Michael chuckled as you face-palmed on the screen.
"Well what do I do?" You over acted throwing your hands into the air.
"Not to worry, recently more and more people have been affected prompting the geniuses at CALM enterprises to develop something just for you!" Michael continued as the screen switched to show a roll of penguin covered duct tape. "This simple and easy-to use product will revolutionize your life! All you have to do is tear off a piece of our patented adhesive quiet tape and apply over the mouth!" Your face drained of color as you knew what was coming next, the footage of Luke walking over and slapping a piece of the tape over your mouth while you yelled at Calum.
"IT REALLY WORKS!" He exclaimed as you gave the camera a thumbs up. All of their work was excellently edited through so it didn't even look like it was shot at different times, it looked like you were advertising some overrated duct tape.
"Side effects may include really irritated family and friends, loss of social life, and assault charges." Michael continued, "CALM enterprises is not responsible for any law suits resulting from the use of the product."
"THANKS QUIET TAPE!" You cheered peeling the duct tape from your lips and winking. The screen faded to black and the video ended, you stared at the screen slack jawed until Ashton poked you on the shoulder.
"How?" Was your first question. They put this all together when exactly? You just suggested it that morning.
"When Calum first texted us me and Michael recorded our parts before going to get you, then Ashton edited what he had already while we were gone and you were getting ready," Luke grinned pulling the laptop back over to himself so he could watch it again.
"Well I'm not a fan, please tell me you aren't going to air it anywhere," you rubbed your face and groaned.
"Don't worry little sister, you're all good this is for blackmail purposes only," Calum smiled looking up from behind Luke's shoulder.
"Thank goodness."
A/N- I'm thinking of writing a Muke story (or should I say I wrote the first chapter of a Muke story) part of it is in the directors cut.idk if I'll actually end up writing the whole thing or not though... FUN FACT: WE'RE 558 IN FANFICTION
Ashton:
Road trips were never fun. The endless hours trapped in a confined space with nothing particularly interesting to do were nauseating. Road trips with your brother and friends were horrible in a different kind of way. You couldn't say that there was nothing to do as they were always fighting, but being squished between Michael and your brother was in some ways worse. For one, Ashton drank an entire large soda from McDonalds and now was endlessly fidgeting complaining that he needed to pee.
"For the last time Ash, we past the last rest station for 100 miles 30 miles ago!" Calum snapped turning around after Ashton whined again.
"I'm sorry but my bladder is ABOUT TO EXPLODE!" Ashton groaned looking out the window longingly.
"WOULD SOMEONE JUST PULL THE DAMN CAR OVER ALREADY SO THAT WHINEY MCWHINEY PANTS HERE CAN PEE IN SOME BUSHES!" Michael screeched scaring poor Luke who was having trouble concentrating on the road.
"Just pull over," Calum waved his hand and Luke happily pulled to the side of the road unlocking the doors. As soon as it was safe Ashton threw open the doors and waddled out to do his business. There wasn't a whole lot of coverage for him to hide behind, so you all averted your eyes. Finally able to stretch out your legs you pulled out your phone and happily noticed that for whatever reason you were in a patch of data coverage.
"SAY CHEESE!" You smiled taking a selfie with Michael. It wasn't great as he wasn't ready making you catch him at a weird angle. "That's Twitter material for sure," you giggled getting ready to post it.
"NO! I WASN'T READY!" Michael grabbed your phone and held it up in the other direction taking a picture of the both of you. "Post that one, that's my good side," he winked handing your phone back over.
"Like you have a bad side," Calum rolled his eyes while you posted the selfie.
"Let's get this show on the road!" Ashton smiled climbing back in and closing the door.
"What took you so long?" Luke whined pulling back onto the highway.
"I really had to go," Ashton shrugged, "you survived."
"DARN IT!" You pouted as your phone lost its service.
"What?" Michael looked over your shoulder at your frozen Twitter profile.
"Lost my data," you mumbled, "at least the picture posted."
"Picture?" Ashton asked looking at you mildly concerned.
"Yea me and Mikey took a selfie while we were waiting," you opened your camera roll passing him your phone so that he could see.
"YOU POSTED THIS ON TWITTER?" Ashton exploded zooming in on the background of the picture.
"Yea why?" You looked over to see that in your haste to post it you hadn't looked closely in the background, "oh."
"Well? What is it? We're all on the edge of our seats," Calum said sassily making Ashton kick his chair.
"Y/N and Michael just posted a picture of my junk onto Twitter!" He shrieked as the other three dissolved into laughter.
"Just take it down," Michael giggled wiping tears from his face.
"Can't, no data connection," you winced patting Ashton's shoulder reassuringly.
"Welcome to the club," Calum snickered earning himself another kick to the chair.
"Coverage is a little spotty here, just give it a little while," Luke offered looking at the highway marker.
"How long is a little while though?" Ashton pushed his forehead against the window and groaned.
"I guess we'll see won't we?"
Luke:
Luke was notorious for randomly singing when he thought he was alone. Something you picked up on quickly as you could often here him singing when he thought you were asleep or too busy to be paying attention. Normally he would be singing fairly quiet so you couldn't tell but at the moment he was belting out lyrics on the top of his lungs. You weren't sure what was going on in his mind but it was definitely funny.
"OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH!" He scream sang making you dissolve into laughter. Pulling out your phone you slipped around the corner and nudged open the door giving you the perfect vantage point to video him without him noticing.
"UP IN THE CLUB JUST WOKE UP DOIN MY OWN LITTLE THING!" He continued forcing you to stifle your overwhelming urge to laugh. He was in his pajamas singing into a hairbrush pausing occasionally to brush his hair.
"ALL THE SINGLE LADIES ALL THE SINGLE LADIES ALL THE SINGLE LADIES NOW PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" He waved his hand spastically in front of him, making you roll your eyes since he was wearing plenty of rings. As he stopped singing to actually get ready you grew bored of your stalking and pushed all of the way inside.
"You skipped like half a verse," you sighed tutting at him as Luke squealed in surprise.
"What are you doing?" He demanded narrowing his eyes.
"Plus you have like four rings on that hand," you ignored his question still filming him.
"Y/N," he growled out in warning.
"What? I was just filming that wonderful Beyoncé cover you did, acapella too, impressive," you giggled some more and Luke launched himself at you.
"GIVE IT!" He whined allowing you just enough time to turn away from him and hold your phone out away from him.
"NO!" You pouted stubbornly, "I was going to send it to Mum you know how she loves home videos."
"Mhmmmmm," he rolled his eyes easily plucking your phone from your grip with his unusually long arms.
"I was," you huffed getting defensive trying to grab the device back before Luke could delete it.
"In some kind of loopholey way that would inevitably leak it onto the Internet," he replied tone dripping with sarcasm. Unlike you when Luke turned around and you were faced with his broad back there was nothing you could do to even see.
"I was just going to tag her into it on Twitter," you said innocently making Luke chuckle and turn back around.
"Oh well, it's gone now," he shrugged, "I'll guess we'll never know." He handed back your phone, having completely deleted it out of your picture and video folder.
You played along snapping your fingers, "rats." Shaking your head you walked out of the room and started down the stairs before turning and yelling, "GOOD THING IT'S BACKED UP IN THE CLOUD!"
Michael:
"Michael?" You looked over at your brother who was busy playing guitar, "why don't you have a vine?"
"What do you mean?" He raised an eyebrow but didn't look up at you, now tuning the strings.
"I mean you have an Instagram, and a Twitter, and a Snapchat, why don't you have a Vine?" You asked thoughtfully stroking your imaginary beard.
"I dunno, maybe three is enough when it comes to social media sites," he shrugged finally putting down the guitar.
"I could think of plenty of people who would beg to differ," you scoffed.
"What do I get out of it though? Feels like a lotta work," he sighed rubbing his face tiredly.
"To name a few, exposure for you and your music, increased interaction with the fanbase, entertainment," you listed off your points on your fingers wiggling them in his face when you were done. He still looked unconvinced so you groaned and added, "I can help you get started too."
"Alright then," he nodded, "but it needs to be good if it's going to be my introduction," he wiggled his eyebrows.
"I'll see what I can do," you said flatly turning to your phone for ideas.
(I don't have a vine I don't actually even know if 5sos does or not so bear with me here)
"We could dye your hair then put green streaks in it like vines, or shave the word vine onto the side," you glanced up from the screen to see Michaels face scrunched up in disgust.
"No thanks, I want to keep the hair I have," he shielded his head protectively.
"How do you feel about tattoos?"
"No," he shook his head frantically, "whatever you're thinking no."
"Okay, fire!" You chirped enthusiastically.
"Bad idea I can already tell," he sighed leaning back on the chair.
You were exasperated and spouted out the first thing that came to mind, "The Macarena?" You were half-sarcastic half serious, there were better ideas sure, but it nobody could say you were unoriginal.
"What?" He looked confused.
"Like the dance, you know, HEEEEY MACARENA!" You waved your arms around your head.
"I know what it is, but how is that an introduction?" He waved you off, not interested.
"How isn't it though?" You pressed trying to get him to see the light.
"Fair point, Macarena it is," he caved and you fist-bumped the air.
"Good, let's get some backup dancers," you dialed Luke's number.
In less than an hour all four of the boys were standing in the living room looking at you expectantly.
"What's going on?" Ashton finally asked as you lugged in a pile of pig head masks and t-shirts.
"Michael needs an opening video for Vine so y'all are going to wear shirts that spell out 5sos while wearing pig masks and dancing to the Macarena," you said nonchalantly.
"Why?" Luke frowned as you tossed him a shirt with a big 'S' on the front.
"Because in the Clifford household we don't do normal," you shoved one of the masks over Calum's head making him stumble a little in surprise.
"Aren't the shirts a little tacky though?" Ashton asked, voice muffled by the pig head.
"Well I suggested that we body paint on the letters but Michael vetoed it," you replied helping Luke who was trying to put his head through the arm hole.
"SHIRTS IT IS!" Luke announced finally dressed. Stepping back you admired your hard work, yes Calum couldn't see and was bumping into things, and Luke's shirt was a little small leaving a touch of midriff but overall the SOS backup was pretty good.
"MICHAEL ARE YOU READY?" You yelled and your brother came barreling down the stairs.
"Ha! You should see yourselves," he giggled wearing his bedazzled '5' shirt, but maskless so that everyone could see it was his channel and not anyone else's.
"I can't see much of anything at the moment," Calum groaned feeling Ashton's face with his hands.
"Everyone line up, Michael you're in the front since you're five," you directed them to the center of the room and turned on the music. "FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT!" You yelled turning on your phones camera. It all was kind of a disaster from the start. Their limbs all got tangled together in the beginning, there were elbows all over the place, and Calum hip-bumped Luke across the room.
"This is going to be a long day."
Thank you all of the lovely comments :) here are the chapters coming up:
38. Sibling Rivalry
39. He takes you on tour (1D collab)
40. You don't get along with the other boys
41. He's dating one of the other boys
- Muke
- Cashton
- Malum
- Lashton
42. You're bullied???