Storm's POV
"You're sure you want to stay here?" Michel asks doubtfully.
"I'll be fine. Think of it this way, if something happens, you know where I am." I reassure him.
He sighs before reluctantly nodding, "Fine, but you better be here the whole time." He warns, pointing a finger at me. I roll my eyes but agree to get him off my case.
We are currently around 45 minutes until 5sos hit the stage and Michael has been trying to convince me to watch from backstage instead of side stage where I had planned, but me being stubborn has paid off and I get to watch from side stage.
The One Direction guys approach, Ashton with them, when Michael is called over to hair and make-up - his hair takes longest from what I've heard so he is up first. Luke and Calum go with him because they will be after Michael and Ashton will probably leave when Mikey gets back so he gets there on time.
"Everything alright?" Ashton worries slightly, coming to stand next to me.
"Everything is fine, Michaels just being overprotective and trying to get me to watch from backstage." I reply.
"Why, were you thinking of watching from the crowd or something?" Louis jokes.
"Nope, side stage actually but apparently even that too much. Still doing it though." I answer, a little more sassily than I intended but oh well.
"Fair enough" Louis answers, smirking for some unknown reason - he is a strange person, I learnt this during our first meeting, so I have given up questioning what goes through his mind.
"So you're going to be watching the show, right?" Ashton asks hopefully, biting his lip to hide a smile.
I turn my attention to him, "Yeah, I think that's what I just said." I smirk.
"Great." He grins, looking over towards where the boys left a few minutes ago. "See you later Stormster." He says before running off in that direction.
"Bye Ashy" I call after him, before turning back to the 1d boys. "Anyone up for some fun?" I smirk.
"What are you planning mini Clifford?" Zayn asks, catching onto what I am hinting at.
"Nothing that will involve us getting messy...hopefully. But my lovely brother and his pals won't be so lucky." I reply, teasing him slightly about his well known obsession with his hair. I explain the plan quickly; making sure everyone knows their roles. "Everyone in?" I ask, getting cheers from everyone and laughs from crew nearby who had heard our little plan.
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The 5sos boys have been on stage for around 20 minutes now, and still have more than half of their set to go. I look across the stage and see the first part of the plan being arranged; once it's ready we will start our mission.
Around 3 minutes later and we are set to go; now they wait for my signal. Louis and Niall are up first, faces covered by masks, weapons in hand. Once the song ends and the chat part of the set begins, I make the signal sending the boys running from the other side of the stage.
As they run, they spray Luke, Calum and Michael in silly string from the 2 cans their carrying each, before running past me and into the darkness of backstage, hi-fiving me discreetly behind my back. The three boys on stage, now covered in a range of coloured 'strings' stand shocked as they watch the boys disappear and I pretend to be surprised at what just happened.
Once the boys go back to their chat, shaking off the string as best they can, I burst out laughing, not being able to hold it any longer, a few members of the crew joining the laughter soon after.
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Lost Without Them (Ashton Irwin Story)
Fanfiction(Previously called I Draw Too...) They all think its so easy. Having a famous brother, famous friends. But it has never been easy... It never will be. (TRIGGER WARNING-- This contains some mentions of self harm, if you do not feel comfortable with...