You don't get along with the boy(s) in parentheses 😋
Should I do another fill in the curse words? I rarely add curses and I feel like it would make this more authentic.
Calum (Luke):
"Y/N! HURRY UP IT'S TIME TO GO!" Calum yelled up the stairs. You scrambled through your room, grabbing your phone and a bag of M&M's for the journey.
"I'M READY!" You replied, running down the stairs to meet him at the door. You stuffed your mouth with the candy as you rounded the corner, only to stop when you saw everyone waiting.
"Thank God she's here, I thought we'd be waiting all day," Luke groaned. He sent you a nasty glare as soon as you made eye contact which you were more than happy to return. Gosh you hated that boy. He blamed you when it wasn't your fault, and you weren't about to admit to something you didn't do.
"You can't rush perfection Hemmings, something you probably wouldn't understand," you smiled at him innocently making him flush a deep red out of anger. You didn't show how happy you were on the outside, but seeing you made Luke mad gave you a deep satisfaction.
"You two better not start, I won't sit through a four hour car ride of this!" Calum practically growled, shaking his head. Ashton and Michael nodded in agreement. Rolling his eyes, Luke was the first one out the door, headed out towards the car. You waited for Ashton, and Michael to leave, so it didn't seem like you were following, then walked out with Calum. "I'm serious Y/N, be nice."
"I'm always nice! He's the one that starts things," you giggled in amusement as Ashton picked Luke up and threw him out of the passengers seat, forcing him into the back. Luke must of heard you as he swiveled around to yell. But before he got a word out Michael had yanked him in by the back of the collar.
You climbed in the back next, sitting on the left of Michael while Luke sat on the right.
"WOOOO ROAD TRIP!" You cheered as Calum backed out the driveway. "I love long drives even if we have to bring Luke."
"You bring me? Sweetie, I think you've got your roles reversed," Luke chuckled humorlessly, not looking up from his phone. Jerk.
"I can already tell this drive is going to be living Hell," Michael grumbled, putting in his headphones. You felt bad for him, he had clearly drawn the short straw having to sit between the two of you.
"Seriously you two? We're going on V A C A T I O N! We've only been gone for TWO MINUTES and you're ALREADY FIGHTING!" Ashton craned his head around so that he could yell at both of you.
"She/He started it," you both said, pointing to each other. Now he was mocking you? You couldn't let that slip.
"STOP COPYING ME!" Now you were glaring, leaning over Michael to get a better view.
"NO YOU'RE COPYING ME!" Your faces were inches apart, and Michael was awkwardly pressed against the seat, trying to stay neutral.
"Sit back. I will pull this car over and leave you both on the side of the road," Calum said angrily. You both scooted back over to where you were supposed to be and crossed your arms. Poor Michael who was stuck on human wall duty just grumbled and stuck his hand into your bag, drowning his sorrows in M&Ms.
The next few minutes of the drive were tense, but silent. Both you and Luke were pouting in your respective seats, refusing to even look at the other. The other three boys were just happy for the peace and quiet, chatting quietly. Everything was fine, that is until Calum drove onto the highway.
"HOLY CRAP!" He yelled, slamming his hands against the steering wheel. "This is going to take forever!"
"Why did we stop?" You asked curiously, leaning so you could see out the windshield. It was not a pretty sight, cars were stuck in stop-and go traffic as far as the eye could see. This could add hours onto the drive.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Michael wailed, collapsing against his seat. "I won't last that long," he muttered, unbuckling his seatbelt.
"What are you doing?" You asked while he shimmied over the chairs into the back.
"Don't mind me, I'm just going to sit back here," he moved some of the suitcases aside and popped up a chair in the back. It didn't look comfortable at all, as he had no legroom and was nearly covered in bags, but he seemed content.
"Don't leave me to sit next to herrrrr," Luke whined, looking over at you with distaste.
"More like, don't make me sit next to you," you snorted, pulling out your phone.
"What are we going to do? We can't make Michael move back, that isn't fair!" Ashton whispered loudly to your brother. This caught both you and Luke's attention drawing it away from each other.
"Then you sit back there!" Calum said dully, inching the car forward with traffic.
"Heck nah, at least up here I can pretend they don't exist. I just don't want any deaths, I don't think they've been so close together for so long ever," he sighed. Ashton rubbed his face and looked back forward. Wow, that was harsh, you nearly complained, by held yourself back to see what Calum would say.
"We should see this as an opportunity, make them work it out. Why do they hate each other's guts anyway?" Calum looked at Ashton who turned and caught your eye.
"The punch incident." Just the words brought a sour taste to your mouth. Luke heard too as he made a noise of discontent. When you first met Luke, the two of you were at Calum's while the boys were getting ready for an event. Calum had encouraged you to come down and talk even though you weren't going with. All of 5SOS was there, and it was all fine until someone decided to break out the punch. By then you were all standing in the kitchen killing off time until the car came to get them. You were drinking your bright red punch happily chatting with Michael. Calum was talking to Luke on the other side of the kitchen and called you over to get your opinion on something. While walking, you tripped and your glass went flying, drenching Luke and his nice suit in sticky, red punch. Luke ended up having to change his shirt and blamed you for the whole thing since there was nothing for you to have tripped on. You said it wasn't your fault and he should build a bridge and get over it. Ever since he had avoided you, and you him, exchanging choice words when you bumped into each other. Deep down you knew it was stupid, but your pride wouldn't let you let it go.
"SHE RUINED MY BEST SUIT! ON PURPOSE!" Luke exploded, glaring at you. You whipped your head around toward him and narrows your eyes. If it was a fight he wanted, he was going to get it.
"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" You hissed back, poking at him.
"RIIIIIIIGHT, YOU STARED RIGHT AT ME AND THEN 'TRIPPED'!" He scoffed, "YOU WERE FINE RIGHT BEFORE!"
"YES BECAUSE I TRIPPED! I DIDN'T PLAN IT! WHY WOULD I?" You yelled back, making Michael groan from the back and burrow further into the suitcases.
"MAYBE YOU WERE JEALOUS YOU COULDN'T COME WITH US? OR MAD THAT I WAS TALKING TO YOUR BROTHER? IT DOESN'T REALLY MATTER!" Luke was being outrageous. You didn't care if you stayed or went with Calum or who he talked to.
"That's the dumbest thing I heard all day. You're just being a jerk. How many times to I have to tell you it wasn't on purpose?" You looked away to stare out the window. The car was slowly creeping along, still having to stop frequently in the heavy traffic.
"If it was an accident why didn't you just own up to it and apologize?" He sounded genuinely hurt taking you by surprise. You had thought that you already apologized, had you really forgotten. Wracking your brain, you remembered stepping back in shock, and watching as Calum found something for Luke to wear, and you remember him yelling, but not an apology for ruining his clothing. As much as you hate to admit it, Luke had a point.
"You're right for once Hemmings, I haven't apologized," you took in a deep breath, "I'm sorry for ruining your dress shirt."
Luke looked stunned, he clearly hadn't actually expected that from you. Michael had to flick him in the ear to get him to respond, "uh, apology accepted Y/N." A heavy weight was lifted from your shoulders when he said yes. It made everything feel a whole lot lighter. It seemed that he thought the whole thing was dumb too.
"Praise the Lord!" Calum collapsed back onto his seat.
"Does this mean you'll stop fighting like cats and dogs?" Ashton asked hopefully, not turning around.
You looked over at Luke hesitantly. He shrugged and nodded at you, earning a smile.
"I guess," you sighed playfully still grinning.
"Good, now I don't have to sit in the back anymore," Michael climbed back over the seat and unbuckled you. "You sit in the middle, I like the view," he moved you over and settled in your spot. You didn't really mind, figuring Michael deserved the window seat after all he put you through.
You pulled another pack of candy from your bag and offered it to Luke, "M&M?"
I wrote an alternate version where they make out at the end 😶 #whoops
Here's the alternate awkward version:
"Y/N! HURRY UP IT'S TIME TO GO!" Calum yelled up the stairs. Realizing that you had lost track of time you launched from your bed to get ready. Scrambling through your room, you grabbed your phone and ran out. You made it as far as the stairs before your stomach growled and you ran back for some M&Ms.
"I'M READY!" You replied, running down the stairs to meet him at the door. You stuffed your mouth with the candy as you rounded the corner, only to stop when you saw everyone waiting.
"Thank God she's here, I thought we'd be waiting all day," Luke groaned. He sent you a nasty glare as soon as you made eye contact which you were more than happy to return. You and Luke had very volatile relationship from the start, often dissolving into petty arguments and fights.
"You can't rush perfection Hemmings, something you probably wouldn't understand," you smiled at him innocently making him flush a deep red out of anger. You didn't show how happy you were on the outside, but seeing you angered Luke gave you a twisted satisfaction. It was almost competitive, you each tried to see how far you could push the other.
"You two better not start, I won't sit through a four hour car ride of this!" Calum practically growled, shaking his head. Ashton and Michael nodded in agreement. Rolling his eyes, Luke was the first one out the door, headed out towards the car. You waited for Ashton and Michael to leave, so it didn't seem like you were following, then walked out with Calum. "I'm serious Y/N, be nice."
"I'm always nice! He's the one that starts things," you giggled in amusement as Ashton picked Luke up and threw him from the passengers seat, forcing him into the back. Luke must of heard you as he swiveled around to yell. But before he got a word out Michael had yanked him in by the back of the collar.
You climbed in the back next, sitting on the left of Michael while Luke sat on the right.
"WOOOO ROAD TRIP!" You cheered as Calum backed out the driveway. "I love long drives even if we have to bring Luke."
"You bring me? Sweetie, I think you've got your roles reversed," Luke chuckled humorlessly, not looking up from his phone. Jerk.
"I can already tell this drive is going to be living Hell," Michael grumbled, putting in his headphones. You felt bad for him, he had clearly drawn the short straw having to sit between the two of you.
"Seriously you two, we're going on V A C A T I O N. We've only been gone for TWO MINUTES and you're ALREADY FIGHTING!" Ashton craned his head around so that he could yell at both of you.
"She/He started it," you both said, pointing to each other. Now he was mocking you? How childish.
"STOP COPYING ME!" Now you were glaring, leaning over Michael to get a better view.
"NO YOU'RE COPYING ME!" Now your faces were inches apart and Michael was awkwardly pressed against the seat, trying to stay neutral. Luke's eyes dropped down to your lips. Your cheeks flushed red, making him smirk but it wasn't something you could help, he was unfairly attractive for being such a jerk.
"Sit back. I will pull this car over and leave you both on the side of the road," Calum said angrily. You both scooted back over to where you were supposed to be and crossed your arms. Poor Michael who was stuck on human wall duty just grumbled and stuck his hand into your bag, drowning his sorrows in M&Ms.
The next few minutes of the drive were tense, but silent. Luke was scrolling through his phone, still grinning, and you were silently cursing yourself for letting him get the upper hand. The other three boys were just happy for the peace and quiet, chatting quietly. Everything was fine, that is until Calum drove onto the highway.
"HOLY CRAP!" He yelled, slamming his hands against the steering wheel. "This is going to take forever!"
"Why did we stop?" You asked curiously, leaning so you could see out the windshield. It was not a pretty sight, cars were stuck in stop-and go traffic as far as the eye could see. This could add hours onto the drive.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Michael wailed, collapsing against his seat. "I won't last that long," he muttered, unbuckling his seatbelt.
"What are you doing?" You asked while he shimmied over the chairs into the back.
"Don't mind me, I'm just going to sit back here," he moved some of the suitcases aside and popped up a chair in the back. It didn't look comfortable at all, as he had no legroom and was nearly covered in bags, but he seemed content.
"Don't leave me to sit next to herrrrr," Luke whined, his face looking at you with distaste, but it almost seemed to you that he was laughing with his eyes.
"More like, don't make me sit next to you," you snorted, pulling out your phone to avoid eye contact, just because he was being all awkward didn't mean you had to.
"What are we going to do? We can't make Michael move back, that isn't fair!" Ashton whispered loudly to your brother. This caught both you and Luke's attention drawing it away from each other.
"Then you sit back there!" Calum said dully, inching the car forward with traffic.
"Heck nah, at least up here I can pretend they don't exist. I just don't want any deaths, I don't think they've been so close together for so long ever," he sighed. Ashton rubbed his face and looked back forward. Wow, that was harsh, you nearly complained, by held yourself back to see what Calum would say.
"We should see this as an opportunity, make them work it out. Why do they hate each other's guts anyway?" Calum looked at Ashton who turned and caught your eye.
"The punch incident." Just the words brought a sour taste to your mouth. Luke heard too as he made a noise of discontent. When you first met Luke, the two of you were at Calum's while the boys were getting ready for an event. Calum had encouraged you to come down and talk even though you weren't going with. All of 5SOS was there, and it was all fine until someone decided to break out the punch. By then you were all standing in the kitchen killing off time until the car came to get them. You were drinking your bright red punch happily chatting with Michael. Calum was talking to Luke on the other side of the kitchen and called you over to get your opinion on something. At the time you had a minor crush on your brothers bandmate and were kinda awkward about it. You couldn't make eye contact while you walked over and tripped over your own feet. Your glass of punch went flying before landing on Luke. You were so embarrassed you ran off and found out later he ended up having to change his shirt. Ever since he had avoided you, and you him, exchanging choice words when you bumped into each other.
"You two are ridiculous I'm not going to kill her. It's not like she's anything worth going to jail over," he brushed them off but you still were kind of put off. They had a point, you kinda figured he was still mad about the shirt but that was a dumb thing to hold a grudge over right?
"They have a point," you sighed, "I'm not even sure why you hate me."
"Hate's a strong word, I would say I'm just Y/N intolerant." Michael scoffed loudly from under the suitcases. Luke sent him a dirty look, sparking your curiosity.
"Do you have something to say Michael?" You could feel Luke's panicked stare on the back of your head, but didn't turn to look at him.
"It's just that Lukey here showed up on my porch the other night suuuper drunk and was DEFINITELY not intolerant to you then," Michael giggled and popped his head out to wink at you.
"What now? Is there something I need to know?" Calum didn't sound happy at the Michaels suggestion of Luke's newfound feelings.
In a way it made sense, but you were still fairly confused when you turned to Luke. "Why all of the hoopla then?"
"I don't know what any of you are talking about, Michael probably hallucinated while in a pizza induced coma," Luke said frantically.
"Bro, I have video, and trust me it isn't pretty," Michael raised an eyebrow at Luke who slumped back in defeat.
"Now that we all agree drunk Luke said some things can we discuss WHY you hate me?" Luke slumped back further and rubbed his face.
"First off, I don't hate you, quiet the opposite actually. But, when you like your best friends little sister it's a big no-no," he sighed, "it seemed easier to use the whole punch thing to cover it all up and keep you at arms length till it blew over," he frowned.
"Really?" You asked flatly, that wasn't a good plan, a bad one actually.
"Yeah, but unfortunately for me, it didn't work, and now I'm stuck." You somehow ended up next to him in the middle of the seat, while he toyed with his lip-ring and looked at you.
"HEY! PERSONAL SPACE! I WANT AT LEAST A TWO FOOT SPACE BETWEEN YOU TWO!" Calum barked from up front, earning flick on the ear from Ashton.
"Don't ruin their moment."
"I wouldn't say unfortunately because I just so happen to like yo-," you couldn't even finish because Luke's mouth was on yours. Blocking out the gagging noises coming from Calum while Ashton held him back, you focused on the soft feeling of Luke's lips and smiled into the kiss.
"Awwwwwwwe, they're so cute!" Michael cooed climbing back over the seat, "but I'm not sitting back there anymore, move over."
"Ugh, Michael your butt is in my face," you complained while he settled himself in your seat, now leaving you in the middle and next to Luke who had draped an arm over your shoulders.
"Here I'll make it up to you," he pulled your bag of candy from his pocket, "M&M?"
Luke: (Luke vs literally everyone else)
- Luke didn't want you to be 'influenced' by his friends feeding them lies to keep them away, but a house built of cards will fall at the slightest breeze...
"I'm headed out to the library! Probably won't be home till late!" You were trying in vain to shove your world history textbook in with the rest of your things. Prying apart your folders, you had to use all of your strength to force the heavy book into the stuffed bag.
"What about dinner?" He yelled back from somewhere downstairs. Holding the two sides together, you were able to lean yourself in such a way as to zip the bag shut, falling over in the process.
"Me and Y/Study Buddy/N are planning on getting something once we're done." You groaned when you realized now you were going to have to carry the bag all of the to the library several blocks away. You weren't even sure you could pick it up. Preparing yourself, you stretched your arms above your head and loosened the muscles, gritting your teeth you barely managed to pull it up and swing it around to your back. Nearly falling over at the weight, you staggered down the stairs to the front door.
"Whoa there Y/N, that's quite the bag," Luke's eyes widened in surprise, "how heavy is that thing?"
"Too heavy, I need to leave now to make it there on time, bye!" You slid out the door and began on your journey.
While minding your own business and walking down the street you noticed a black sedan slow down as it drove by. You tried to look inside to see what the driver was doing, but the windows were tinted. After it passed by you, it sped up and continued on its way. Shaking off the weird incident, you picked up the pace to try and make it there faster. After a few minutes, you saw the car again. It did the same thing as last time, slowing down when it got close to you then speeding past. Now you were beyond freaked out, who was stalking you?
Your shaky fingers pulled out your phone and dialed Luke's number. Turning in the other direction, you began to run home while keeping a sharp eye out for the car. After a few rings he picked up, "Hey Y/N, how's the library?" He asked cheerfully unaware of your situation.
"Luke, I need you to come get me!" You hissed into the phone.
"Why? Is everyth-" you saw the car coming again and panicked, slowing down you looked for a place to hide. Just before you were in sight, you dove into some random bushes and slid as deep down as you could go.
"There's somebody following me!" You whispered harshly, peeking up to see what happened. To your horror, the car had stopped a few houses over and people were getting out.
"WHERE ARE YOU? WHO IS IT? DESCRIBE THEM!" Luke demanded, and you could hear him rushing through the house, grabbing his shoes and keys.
"I'm like three blocks from the house," you looked back up to see your stalkers, but couldn't make out much detail due to distance, "there's three of 'em."
"What else?" The hum of a car engine could be heard, letting you know Luke was on his way.
"Uh, they haven't found me yet and they're kinda far away, but I think they're all dudes, really tight jeans," you squinted as they wandered closer, "one of them has bright red hair."
"Those idiots!" Luke growled.
"You know who I'm talking about?" You were hopelessly confused, was Luke friends with criminals or something? Ducking back down, you tried to think of friends Luke had brought around the house while you were there. The list was short, shorter than it should be, peeking back up you finally got a glimpse of one of their faces. Rolling your eyes at your own stupidity you realized who they were. Luke's bandmates.
You saw your brothers car round the corner and park just as you were standing up and brushing yourself free of dirt. Once you were satisfied with your appearance you marched over to the closest boy, Ashton, and tapped him on the shoulder.
"AHHH!" He jumped, unaware of your presence.
"What?" Calum and Michael turned to see what was going on.
"Were you looking for me?" You smirked. The three boys stared at you for a moment, as if trying to place you.
"I WAS RIGHT! IT IS Y/N!" Michael fist bumped the air and started to dance around the yard.
"WHAT WERE YOU THREE DOING?" Luke stomped across the road, finally having parked his car, and he looked mad.
"Whoah there tiger, slow your roll," Calum chuckled, "we just stopped to see if it was her and maybe say hi."
"SAY HI? YOU SCARED THE LIFE OUT OF HER! YOU CAN'T JUST DRIVE BY PEOPLE LIKE THAT!" He screamed, making them all recoil.
"Didn't think of that," Ashton scratched the back of his neck, "sorry Y/N."
"Yea, sorry."
"We didn't mean it like that."
"It's okay, just freaked me out a little at first," you shrugged, "why didn't you just stop the first time around?"
"We weren't sure it was you, nobody could remember exactly what you looked like," Michael said sheepishly. A little anger bubbled up until you realized that you hadn't recognized them at first either, and that you had only met them a few other times.
"Yeah, I guess we don't run into each other all that much..." You trailed off, eyebrows furrowed. It was strange how little you saw of them considering how often they were with Luke.
"True, that's a little weird," Ashton agreed, looking at Luke thoughtfully.
"It's one of life's great mysteries," Luke interjected, "Y/N do you need a ride to the library? We should probably get off this random persons lawn before they call the cops."
"Awwwww, why can't we bring her back with us? We were having so much fun!" Calum pouted making his signature puppy-dog eyes at Luke.
"I wouldn't want Y/N to ditch Y/SB/N for us," he said firmly, guiding you back to his car. You were about to agree, but noticed a text from Y/SB/N on your lockscreen.
"Actually, Y/SB/N just cancelled, something about their car breaking down," you smiled up at him, "so I can go!"
"Yay!" Michael squealed, running over to hug you.
"Wait, don't you still need to study?" Luke was starting to freak out as you climbed into the car with his bandmates.
You paused for a moment, "exams aren't for a few weeks, so I think I can put it off another day," you nodded, ready to close the door.
"No!" He pulled your car door back open, and everyone stared at him confused.
"What's the problem? Do you not want me to come?" You asked sadly, hanging your head in shame.
"NO! NO! I didn't mean it like that!" He waved you back.
"Do you not want US there then?" Ashton frowned.
"NO! I don't want that either!" He groaned in frustration and pulled at his hair.
"Then what's the issue?" Michael raised his eyebrows at Luke, who sighed and slouched.
"I-I just don't want you both there together," he said quietly, not making eye contact. You all were silent for a moment as you digested the information.
Calum was the first to speak, "he's been doing this for a while if you think about it," all eyes turned to him, "I mean we're over all the time and Y/N LIVES THERE but we never see each other."
"I just don't understand why," you sighed softly.
Luke slowly looked up, "I just didn't want any of you to change," he gestured to you, "Y/N is really soft-spoken and studious, I don't want her to start cursing like a sailor and blow off class."
"I see how it is," Michael spat, "he thinks we're a bad influence."
"Wowwwww Hemmings, that's cold," Ashton shook his head and turned away. You all murmured in agreement while Luke stood in shame.
"I'm sorry, it's stupid I just, I want you to be my little Y/N forever," Luke looked up at you with glassy eyes. You felt your resolve melt, and you jumped out to give him a hug.
"Oh Luke," you sighed into his shirt, "I would never do that, I'll always be your younger sister."
"Awwwwwwe, how cuuuuute!" Calum cooed from the car, "but we're still taking Y/N with us." As soon as you pulled away, Michael lifted you back into the car and slammed the door closed. Ashton stepped on the gas leaving Luke gaping behind you.
"HA! Look at his face! Priceless!"
Ashton:(You vs Michael)
"I'M HEEEEERE!" You heard Michael yell just before the front door slammed shut. Looking up from your book, your forehead creased as you wondered why he was here. You hadn't ever spent much time with your brothers bandmate, his wild hair colors and in-your-face personality was off-putting. He's strange and intimidating, sometimes you wondered how him and Ashton were friends. "HELLO? ASHTON! YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO COME TO THE TATTOO PLACE WITH ME!" Michael continued to yell, and you heard his heavy footsteps make their way up the stairs.
Now you were worried, if Michael was taking Ashton somewhere like that he might have his own agenda. Darting out of your room, you walked into the hallway to confront the boy. "What do you mean?"
"Oh hi Y/N. Do you know where Ashton is?" Michael asked, only increasing your suspicions. Dodging questions was really sketchy behavior even for him. It seemed to you Michael was going to pressure Ashton into getting a tattoo or piercing he might later regret.
"He said something about taking a shower," you sighed, "what do you mean tattoo place?"
"I mean," Michael rolled his eyes, "that I'm going to get another tattoo and I want Ashton to come." He looked irritated with your questions and tried to side-step you to get into Ashton's doorway. Anticipating his movements, you moved with him still standing in his way. He was going to take Ashton over your dead body.
"Any particular reason why?" You asked innocently. Michael groaned at you.
"It's none of your business really, stop being so nosy," he sneered just as Ashton stepped out of room. Checkmate.
"What's going on here?" He looked at Michael bewildered. Michael shrugged and stepped back a little.
"Y/N is giving me a hard time." You rolled your eyes at him, crossing your arms.
"I was just asking where you two were off to," you scoffed. Michael was just trying to get you in trouble.
"Michaels a wimp, I'm going to hold his hand while he gets some more ink," Ashton giggled, ruffling your hair, "nothing to worry about."
"So you're NOT going to get any bodily modifications?" You pressed. If you could get him pinned down now it would be less likely Michael could convince him later.
"No?" Your brother looked at both of you confused, making Michael avoided eye contact. "Michael?"
"Okay, so I was trying to get you to at least look at some designs," he whined, frowning at you.
"I KNEW IT!" You screamed making both boys jump.
"I didn't see how that had anything to do with you," Michael replied sassily.
"LETS BE CLEAR!" Ashton boomed stepping between you, "I will not be getting anything done today." You stuck your tongue out at Michael who turned up his nose. "But if I choose to later I would hope you have my back."
"As long as YOU want to do it not MICHAEL making the decision for you." You narrowed your eyes as you stared at Ashton trying to gauge his emotions. If Ashton wanted to do something that was one thing, if Michael wanted Ashton to do something it was a different ballgame.
"Chill out, I can't make Ashton do anything he doesn't want to do," Michael held up his hands in defense and took a step back. You nearly laughed out loud, he was going to need a better excuse because that one was weak.
"Yea Y/N harsh much?" Ashton shook his head, "what do you have against him?"
"I don't have anything AGAINST him, I just don't want you to do something just because he does," you flicked your gaze over to Michael.
"Relax, if Michael jumps off a bridge he's doing it alone," Ashton chuckled.
"Yea! Wait what?"
"Alright, I guess I overreacted a little," you calmed down a little at Ashton's reassurances, trusting he could resist peer pressure. You faced Michael who still looked a little hurt Ashton wouldn't follow him off a bridge, "I'm sorry Michael."
"We're good Y/N," he nodded at you.
"Hugggggg it outtttttt," Ashton cheered pushing you over to his bandmate.
"Nooooo," you whined but it was too late your face was smushed into Michaels shoulder.
"Aweeeee! Isn't it nice when we all get along?" He cooed, holding you both in place with his own arms.
"It would be better if I could breathe."
Michael: (Mashton vs Cake) I went off scriiiiiipt
"Michaaaaaael! I need help!" You yelled walking into the game room where your brother and friends were playing FIFA.
"With?" He raised an eyebrow but didn't tear his eyes from the screen.
"Homework," you sighed, flipping through your Chemistry textbook.
"Ha! Her asking Michael for help just proves she's dumb!" Calum snorted. You frowned and shifted on your feet. Calum and Luke had never liked you much, and could be rather rude at times.
"Shut up Calum, you don't have any room to talk when it comes to grades," Michael leaned over to kick him as his hands were full.
"Ow!"
"What was she doing in class if she wasn't learning?" Luke added. That really hit home, you took excessive notes and paid attention, but it was hard for you to wrap your head around. You sighed, and turned to walk out when Ashton's voice stopped you.
"Hush, come here Y/N, I'll help you," Ashton waved you over. He wasn't playing anyway, and seemed more than happy to assist.
"Thanks Ashton," you replied gratefully, sitting next to him on the couch. He watched as you opened the book and pulled out your worksheet and notes.
"Whatcha working on then?" He asked, scanning the text.
"Equilibrium, I'm just so confused," you shook your head.
"It's Math Y/N, Chemistry is basically Math," Michael added, "I learned that the hard way."
"Maybe she can't do Math, that could be the problem," Luke suggested in a sugary sweet tone.
"Not helping," Ashton spat at him, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as to shield you from the verbal assault.
"Hey! It's not our fault if the girl can't do her own work, blame her!" Calum yelled leaning back and forth with the TV.
You tried to ignore them and listen to Ashton's soothing tone. "I think you're getting products and reactants mixed up, try rereading your notes, as far as I can tell it's all here."
"So she has the answers and she's still failing? Pathetic," Luke said disgusted. You were on the verge of tears, they were being incredibly mean. Ashton noticed the moisture forming in your eyes and pulled you into a hug. You sniffled into his shirt while he rubbed your back. Michael heard your quiet sobs and stopped the game to walk over.
"You jerks!" He yelled at Luke and Calum who were staring at the black screen dumbfounded.
"What? Is she like okay?" Calum seemed to be uncomfortable with your tears.
"What do you think stupid you made her cry!" Ashton added, handing you over to Michael so he could walk over.
"We didn't meaaaaan to," Luke whined, trying not to look at you. As you calmed down you realized that they were acting almost regretful as if they noticed how stupid they were being.
"What was your expectation? That making fun of her would make her happy?" He poked Calum straight in the chest.
"No, we just didn't know she was so sensitive..." He trailed off, backing away.
"Don't tell me tell Y/N," Ashton directed them over to where you were snuggled up in Michaels arms. They reluctantly walked over, and stood in front of Michael who you were sure was giving them a nasty look. Peeking your head over his shoulder, you nodded at them to talk.
"I- We're sorry Y/N, we didn't mean to upset you, we were being really rude," Luke chewed nervously on his lip ring while Calum stared at his shoes.
"Why?" You croaked, throat still raw from crying. You weren't sure how you felt about the two boys but a why to go along with their apology might help.
"We aren't used to you, and I guess our teasing became too harsh," Calum winced and choked on his words as if he realized how horrible they were as he said them.
"But we won't anymore! We promise!" Luke added on, Calum nodded along frantically.
"I accept your apology," you thought that they were mean, and had a dumb excuse, but they did seem genuinely sorry. A second chance seemed to be reasonable, but they definitely weren't getting a third.
"Hug?" Calum asked hopefully, opening his arms, Luke following suit.
"No." You still needed time and space away from them so you could calm down, and get used to their presence. You buried your head back into Michaels shoulder and sighed.
This chapter has so many errors, sorry.