Ashton (Age 14):
"You're grounded, Y/N." He tells you sternly, "You got suspended, of all things!"
"You don't even know the story!" You exclaim.
"I don't need to, Y/N. You got in a fight, and both of you got suspended! There's not much more to know."
"Ugh, why won't you ever listen to me?!" You exclaim throwing your bag down on your bed.
"Because, you're 14! You try to act independent and do things yourself, but you can't! You need someone to help you!"
"So I can't fight my own fights?"
Ashton scoffs, "Not physically! Two weeks, Y/N without your phone, laptop, or TV."
"Fine, whatever." You say, sitting on your bed.
He leaves, "I hate you," You say to yourself.
"I heard that!" He yells back.
"You were meant to!" You scream.
Luke (Age 17):
"You're not going anywhere, I'm in charge of you!" Luke exclaims blocking the door.
"You're 13 months older than me, Luke, you're not the boss of me!"
"At this point? Yes, I am." He says.
"Luke, are you really going to do this?"
"Yes, it's Sunday night, you have classes tomorrow."
"And I'll deal with the consenquences."
"You're not going anywhere."
"Luke!"
"Y/N!" He mocks.
"Move."
"No,"
You groan, "I hate you!" You exclaim, and turn on your heel.
Calum (Age 13):
"I hate you!" You exclaim, a few minutes after he walked through the door.
He had come back from tour, finally, but he had forgotten every thing he had ever said to you. He had spent the past fifteen minutes trying to get you to talk to him and finally asked why you wouldn't, and that was your reply.
"What?! Why?" He exclaims, shocked and hurt that you would say that.
"So much for promising to be there for my 8th grade graduation! For my end of the year concert! My 13th birthday party! My lead in the school play! Every single time I'd tell you about something, you swore you were going to be there! I stopped telling you, because you never were!"
"I-I'm sorry, Y/N, I was so busy and I could never-"
"Yeah, I get it, because the band's more important to you." You say, standing up and leaving the room.
Calum quickly follows, "You know that's not true, Y/N."
"Really? Because if you haven't noticed, my best friend hates me, my cat died, and I have to go to summer school. But wait, of course you wouldn't know any of this!"
"Y/N..."
"I just don't want to look at you right now." You say, and slam the door in his face.
Michael (Age 15):
"Can you just leave me alone?!" You exclaim as Michael kept trying to ask you what was up.
"What's wrong, Y/N? You won't talk to me!"
"Yeah, there's a point behind that." You say, "I don't want to!"
"Why won't you just tell me what's wrong? I can't help you if you don't tell me."
"I don't want your help!"
"Why not?"
"Because I freaking hate you!" You exclaim, throwing your hands up in frustration.
Shock and hurt hit him hard, "What?"
"You've ruined my life! My best friend stopped talking to me when she realized she wasn't going to meet you. No one ever talks to me unless it's about you! Half the teacher's don't even know my name it's always, Oh, she's Michael's sister. I'm my own person, and I can't have the right anymore!"
"Y/N,,, I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"Yeah, you didn't, because you're never here! You weren't here when Becky stopped talking to me, when everyone started ignoring me. You weren't here for any of it."
"I-"
"Don't bother, Michael. Just-Just leave."