Part 3/4
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@xxElle_Hemmingsxxx
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I haven't really done any group chat imagines so here y'all go
I like the mall, I just don't like talking to the checkout people 😬 I'm too awkward for that 😂
Luke:
You sat up and sighed, yawning a little as you stretched your arms over your head. You had just enjoyed a very satisfying catnap. You had stayed up far too late the night before and had felt dead all day, but you were finally beginning to feel a bit better.
Then you stood up.
You swung your legs over the edge of the couch and planted your feet firmly on the ground. Only when you shifted your weight and finally stood upright there was an unfortunate gush of liquid. You tensed up and frowned. Either you had just peed a little or you had started your period. Then your lower abdomen throbbed, making you groan and keel over. Period it was.
Still slightly bent over from the pain caused by the cramp, you limped to your room and changed. Then you walked into the bathroom, looking for your feminine hygiene products. But when you opened the cupboard they were normally kept in, you saw that it was empty. No tampons, no pads, no nothing. You stared at the empty spot in disbelief. You could have sworn that it had been fully restocked only a few weeks ago.
Just to be completely sure that someone hadn't moved them or anything, you ripped apart the bathroom. You pulled open all of the cabinets and drawers, looking for something, anything you could use.
There was nothing, it was all gone.
So you ended back where you started, staring into your empty cabinet, foolishly trying to wish yourself a box of pads.
That's when you noticed the sticky note. It had been pressed onto the ceiling which made it hard for you to spot, but sure enough when you reached in and plucked it off the top, it was there. You pulled it back into the light so that you could read it properly.
"Y/N, if you're reading this right now we decided to do an experiment and forgot to buy you more lady stuff.
- totally not Luke or Calum, or Ashton or the hot one"
You rolled your eyes at there stupidity. It was one thing to take a bunch of your hygiene products for an, 'experiment', but to not replace them after was downright rude.
You were going to give them a piece of your mind. You wished that you could do it in person but it was a rushed situation as it was and they were all out hanging at Michael's house for the day.
So you pulled up the group chat that you all were included in, and not so politely requested for them to replace what they had taken.
Y/N:
YOU USELESS TURDS STOLE MY TAMPONS AND NOW I CANNOT BLEED WITHOUT LOOKING LIKE A CRIME SCENE!
The response was almost immediate.
Volcanic-Ash:
It was in the name of science. Besides, I swear we bought you more
You scoffed, you were almost positive that whatever they had done had no solid scientific inquiry at its core. It was far more likely they had done something stupid. Then to make it even worse they had forgotten to replenish your stock.
Dude-named-Michael:
Nope, you told me, I told Calum, Calum told Luke, Luke told you... you get it
You didn't even bother responding to that, instead you asked the question that you inevitably didn't want the answer to.
Y/N:
What could you have possibly done that was so interesting anyway?
Column:
That's classified information
You rubbed your forehead tiredly, hoping that someone else would fill in the blanks.
Lukeifer:
It's not really classified, we were just out of napkins and Michael spilled soup everywhere
You wrinkled your nose. That was wrong on so many levels. You had no idea how they thought it was a good decision to use your tampons and pads to clean up spilled soup. Not to mention that you had almost a full box of each item, meaning that whatever mess they had made hadn't been small.
Y/N:
Gross
Lukeifer:
Relax, I'll get you new ones before you need them again
That again put you in a sour mood. How had he not yet realized that the time was now? You couldn't just wait until he remembered and you doubted that he knew what kind to get you anyway.
Y/N:
...
Dude-named-Michael:
Y/N is there a war in Virginia?
Column:
I see, it's The Hunt For Red October
You sighed, this was going to go downhill fast. There was simply too many period euphemisms for them to use.
Volcanic-Ash:
Flying the Japanese flag
Lukeifer:
Code red
Dude-named-Michael:
Red scare
Column:
Dishonorable discharge from the uterine navy
Volcanic-Ash:
Shark week
Now they were just irritating you.
Y/N:
STOP IT! Just go get me some tampons already.
Dude-named-Michael:
Come on Y/N, I think you're ovary-acting
Column:
That's terrible Michael, you know I don't like menstrual puns period
Those puns made you cringe which in turn made your uterus do the same. You didn't appreciate it.
Y/N:
Would you quit it?
Volcanic-Ash:
Come on Y/N, go with the flow
That one was just too easy.
Y/N:
Ashton I expected more from you.
Lukeifer:
What about me?
You snorted, Luke thought that you had a high bar set for him? Well he had another thing coming.
Y/N:
My expectations for you are incredibly low
Lukeifer:
Wowwwwww
You abruptly changed the subject so that you wouldn't get in trouble later.
Y/N:
Have you left yet?
Dude-named-Michael:
Left for what?
Again you had to let out an exasperated sigh. You half-hoped that he was messing with you, because otherwise there was something very wrong with that boy.
Y/N:
The store
You replied bluntly.
Column:
To get what?
You decided to literally spell it out for him.
Y/N:
T A M P O N S and P A D S
Lukeifer:
Oh right, yeah we're leaving now.
Volcanic-Ash:
I'm driving
That was somewhat alarming.
Y/N:
Right now?
You wanted to make sure that he wasn't telling you that he was going to drive, because that wouldn't be bad.
Volcanic-Ash:
Yep
Your eyebrows raised, you really hoped that they lived long enough to bring your stuff back to you. After that they were on their own.
Y/N:
Then why are you texting me?
Volcanic-Ash:
Excellent question.
Column:
We are all going to die.
Well that was less than cheery, but probably appropriate given the situation he was in.
Dude-named-Michael:
Goodbye Earth, there were occasionally times in my life that don't make me cringe when I look back
Lukeifer:
Oh you're right, our lives flashing before our eyes is going to suck!
You wanted Luke to focus less on dying and his cringes childhood and more on his current task.
Y/N:
Just D R I V E
Volcanic-Ash:
I am?!
Good God, you were uncomfortable with just thinking about Ashton texting and driving, or anyone really.
Column:
ASHTON STOP TEXTING
Volcanic-Ash:
K
Even you cringed at that. Ashton wasn't playing around evidently.
Dude-named-Michael:
Shaaaaaade
Y/N:
Just please focus
Lukeifer:
Okay, we'll text you if we need anything
And with that you were let go from the conversation. At least you were reasonably sure they were on their way to get your stuff, even if you couldn't be sure they'd get there in one piece.
But for the time being you needed a temporary fix to you period problem. You wadded up some toilet paper to function as a temporary pad, and waited for them to come back while sitting on the bathroom tiles.
It didn't take long for Luke to text you back.
Lukeifer:
Why is there so much stuff in this aisle?
Dude-named-Michael:
How much can a girl bleed? They used to say like a tablespoon
Y/N:
More than that
Volcanic-Ash:
Do you like the regular kind? Or super? Or light? Or ultra? Wow there's so many.
You were happy that someone was grabbing them for you, so you happily answered Ashton.
Y/N:
Get me, Y/Choice
Lukeifer:
Do you want pads with or without wings?
Column:
Pads have wings?
Dude-named-Michael:
Red Bull gives you wings
Column:
Is that why they call it RED Bull then?
Y/N:
I am horrified. Just get me Y/Answer please
Lukeifer:
You got it!
Volcanic-Ash:
We'll be there in fifteen
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Fifteen minutes later the front door opened. You stood up from the bathroom floor, and brushed yourself off.
"All that I'm saying is that 'wings' is totally not the right word, there like flaps," Calum complained.
They were still on that? You rolled your eyes and stepped out of the bathroom.
"It's because 'pads with wings' sounds better than 'pads with flaps'," Luke explained. He was probably right, but you didn't really care. You just wanted your pads, at this point you didn't care whether or not they had wings or flaps as Calum called them. As long as they did their job you were a-okay.
So you walked down the stairs and to where all four boys were standing in the entryway. Luke was holding a bag from the closest pharmacy, and you walked to him to get it.
"Here you go," your bother held the bag out to you so that you could simply grab it from his hand.
"Thank you," you said gratefully, taking the plastic bag from him.
"And we're sorry Y/N," Ashton said before you could run back up the stairs, "we shouldn't have used your stuff as napkins or not bought you more when we used them all."
It wasn't a pleasant apology, but it was sincere, and that was all you could really ask for.
"It's okay guys, just don't do it again," you giggled.
"Don't worry, we learned our lesson," Calum nodded his head.
"Yeah," Michael agreed, "tampons aren't the outside part they're the inside part."
"What?" You asked, furrowing your eyebrows.
"The tampony part that absorbs the stuff is on the inside after you rip open the little packages," he repeated himself, clearly over his head and not sure of what the proper vocabulary for the situation was.
It took you a moment to connect the dots, "do you mean the applicator?"
Michael nodded quickly, "yeah, that part isn't the tampon part, I learned that."
Luke made a face at his bandmate, his expression held something along the lines of disgusted amusement. "Did you think that they just left that part in?" He raised an eyebrow.
Michael shrugged, "yeah I mean, I guess, I never really thought about it before."
"Oh that's terrible," you tried to hold in your laughter but a giggle escaped, "no girl I know leaves the applicator in, it defeats the purpose and would just be uncomfortable."
"Well I get that now," the guitarist rolled his eyes, "that's why I said it was something that I learned."
"Well I learned to keep my lady cabinet locked," you muttered as you turned back to the stairs. You really needed to change and use a real period product.
"No need, we aren't going to raid it again," Luke promised, holding up a hand as if he was saying an oath.
"Do you promise?" You asked, mostly out of curiosity. At this point you were going to lock that puppy up no matter what. You weren't going to take a risk on it.
"I promise," Luke crossed his heart.
"Even if Michael spills a lot of soup and we're out of napkins?" You pressed.
"Yes," he nodded.
"Well I'm glad that you're dedicated but I'm still locking it," you informed him.
"Fair enough."
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