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Fangirl

You Shouldn't Be Doing This

Sometimes I have these moments. I can imagine myself living with Calum Hood. Or Luke. Or Michael. Or even sometimes Ashton. It's just, after SO MUCH imagining of things that would never happen, you start thinking it will. You convince yourself, it IS going to happen. That you ARE going to marry a membor of 5SOS, and you ARE going to make them fall for you. Huh.

"Sir, can we help you with something?" The police officer standing aside asks the boy running towards me.

"It was me." He says, as he reaches us. He makes brief eye contact with me, but I look away.

"Cole, you don't-" I mutter.

"I snuck into the school at midnight because I was mad Riley didn't win the contest-"

"What contest?" The man holding my handcuffs asks.

"This national writing contest thing. Anyway, I really wanted her to win," I look up at him. Is he seriously doing this right now? "because I know she's a great writer, because I'm one of her best friends, and..." He bites his lip, and looks at me, "I like her." I stop. I was already still, but it's like every blink, every breath, every thought- Was gone. Now they've started again.

Is he serious? Why is he doing this? He can't actually like me? What about Stazzi? Is it just a lie for the police? Why would he go to juvie for me? I've never done anything nice for him, why me? When will he get out? Are the police going to believe him? Why is he doing this for me? Since when is Cole all hero like? And WHY is he doing this, for ME?

"Is this true, Riley?" The principal asks me. My mouth is just barely open, and I look from him, and the hundreds of kids pushing against the windows watching this, to Cole. I bite my lip. Cole looks at me, and slightly nods. I furrow my eyebrows in worry.

"Uhm." I pause, and look at him again. "Y-Yeah." I suck in my breath.

"Then why would you tell me it was you?" He asks. My eyes are stuck on Cole. He looks so.. Worried, and scared, but at the same time confident as hell. Why would he do this to himself? Wait. Why WOULD I tell him that? You know if it was Cole, what do I say?

You always tell yourself you're a great actress, now use it.

I look at Cole, and take a deep breath, "Um. C-Cole's my best friend. I didn't want him to go to juvie." I whisper the last part. I feel the metal that was stabbing into my skin unlock. The metal is next to wrap around Cole's wrists, as I twist my lips to the side. He shouldn't be doing this. He guides himself into the car, and next thing I know, the door is closed, and he refuses to look at me. Once the car starts driving though, he does. I shake my head, but he just mouths, 'It's okay'. The car drives off, and I'm left standing in the front of the school, just looking at where the car was. Did that.. REALLY just happen?

The principal eventually makes me go back to class, as well as the rest of the intrigued school. Everyone gives me disgusted glances as I walk down the hallway, my head low. What, they think I'm PROUD of letting my sort of friend go to jail for a crime I committed? NOT AT ALL.

I keep walking but immediately stop when I see a fuming Stazzi stomping over to me. Uh oh.

"YOU.. EVIL.. BITCH!" She shrieks, and punches me right in the face, knocking me to the floor. I guess I deserved that. Ow, damn it! "YOU LET MY BOYFRIEND GO TO JAIL YOU WHORE!"

Still sitting on the ground, I look up at her, "How does that make me a whore?" At this point, the entire student body is against me. It doesn't get worse from her. My nose is all bloody, and my lip is busted, and I'm doing everything in my power not to cry, but I try and remain calm.

"I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN TALKING TO SOME GUY! I'VE SEEN THE TEXTS!" She screams, "AND NOW, I BET YOU FUCKED MY BOYFRIEND TOO!"

"Stazzi, this 'guy' you're referring to, is my brother, idiot. And also, I didn't have sex with Cole. I'm not like SOME people." I smirk. Story time: Back in freshman year when I was going through depression shit more than I am now, I had a partial boyfriend, partial friend, and when Stazzi didn't get her way with an argument we had, she fucked him.

"WHAT, did you call me?" She asks sharply. I stand up slowly, trying to regain my balance. Using the tips of my fingers, I touch my lip. Yep, blood. That's the thing about fangirls. We come off shy, weird, innocent (when in reality we're loud perverts), and completely helpless- Until it comes to a band member. You're lying if you say you wouldn't beat a bitch up for a band. I keep imagining Luke.

"I called you," I look back up at her, "an idiot." I smile. Her eyes grow with flames, and her fist flies towards my face again, but I stop it, "I'm not going to fight you, bitch." I smile at her. Think Luke, think Luke. She tries punching me again. I move to the side. Believe me, if I were in this situation with anyone else, I'd be scared and frozen. But if 5 Seconds of Summer has taught me ANYTHING, it's to stop being quiet. "Fine. If you want to play it like that." I shrug, and kick her in the gut.

"Ow," She groans, "Oh shit honey, I KNOW you didn't call me a bitch a minute ago." She says, still holding onto her stomach.

"Uh- Did I fucking stutter?" I laugh. I sigh, and look at her, "I don't have time for this." I roll my eyes, and walk out of the school. When I get out of the range of the windows, I immediately start squealing and laughing, "I did it! I did it!" I imagine running up to Luke, wrapping my legs around his torso, and dipping my head down to kiss him over and over again. Nope. Still not there. Still never will be.

LUKE'S POV

R.S: So remember that Stazzi bitch?
Mukeisreal96: Yeah.
R.S: I MAY have kicked her in the gut and called her a bitch to her face today...
Mukeisreal96: OH MY GOD.
R.S: I know.
Mukeisreal96: YOU ARE LIKE MY DREAM GIRL OML.

I stop typing and realize what I just said. Oh shit.

R.S: I'm very proud ^-^

Oh thank god she didn't mention what I just said. That's hella embarrassing.

R.S: Also thank you ;)

Fuck. I blush to myself.

"What're you doing." Calum asks, walking in.

"Oh uh, just talking to R.S." I say.

"Mm."

CALUM'S POV

Keeping Michael's secret is harder than I thought. He's doing this almost EVERY NIGHT, now! I can't keep lying to Luke!

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Comments

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@Prinny1321

it's what i'm known for

urgh why would you tease me like this

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@DancingInTheDark
oh shit i just saw this bc i never go on the website anymore i'm so sorryyy. i did it's @sunbxby now. i'll try to find yours tonight :))

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