Adopted By 5SOS

Chapter 52. (Fūcking Fans)

Chapter 52.

WAIT 1M THO 1 FŪCKING MILLLLLION OMG

"A-a band" I stuttered my eyes wide.

They nodded.

"A band" I said again.

"A band" they nodded their heads.

That did explain all those people running after us, and the guys with cameras, but a band?

"Are you like famous" I gasped.

They nodded.

"Yeah, we're going on tour with One Direction, they are like the biggest boy band in the world" they smiled.

"Oh"

Less than a month... Wow ok...

"So you're fine with it?" They all smiled.

I shrugged, "I guess".

They cheered.

"Let's go into the city and do something fun" they smiled and I agreed.

We all ran upstairs, grabbing an outfit I walked into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.

I quickly changed, running a brush through my hair and putting it into a bun, I brushed my teeth, slipping on my shoes before meeting the boys back down stairs.

For some reason we were rushed, running to the car, all cramming in.

Calum drove this time, and I was squished between Michael and Luke, Ashton in the passenger seat.

The car ride was annoying. The whole way there Ashton wouldn't stop singing obnoxiously, Luke was dancing to Ashton's singing, constantly bumping me while I played Pokemon with Michael.

Michael had taught me the basics, and it was my first time playing.

Every time Luke bumped me or Ashton screamed song lyrics it would distract me into picking the worst player, and Michael won.

I was in the middle of trying to decide which player to choose when Luke bumped me, the ds went flying and by time I scrambled to find it Michael screamed in happiness.

"LUKE" I screamed, hitting his chest.

I huffed angrily, pouting slightly, I crossed my arms, squinting my eyes into a glare as I stared straight ahead, chucking the ds without a care.

They all laughed loudly at my reaction.

"C'mon Cass, I was just messing around" he touched my sides.

I elbowed him in the gut "don't touch me" I hissed.

I admit I was over reacting and acting like a 10 year old but I was close to winning that damn match.

One damn match against Michael Clifford and Luke fūcked it up.

"Ouch" he pouted.

I ignored him and after a couple minutes his hands went to my sides, tickling me.

I tried pushing him away, but he wouldn't budge and it was hard enough to keep my frown on my face as it was actually tickling.

After a couple more failed attempts to get him away I finally burst out laughing.

"STOP LUKE" I screamed, leaning into Michael for support.

But Michael as evil as he was started helping Luke.

"Ow" I laughed.

I could barely take a breath, my laughing consuming me.

The continuous laughing was actually starting to hurt my stomach.