unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 52.

*Brooke POV*

"Okay, okay, would you rather...snog a fish or a cow?" Charlene giggled.

"Real classy." I laughed sarcastically. "A fish."

"It's pretty obvious, kiss a fish." Shay shrugged.

"Kiss a cow." Amy giggled.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I can." She smirked.

"I got one, would you rather kiss Ashton or Tyrone?" I smirked.

"Hm...I'd say Ty because Ashton is too close to me and he's Luke's best friend." Charlene shrugged.

"I'm not gonna fucking kiss my brother." Shay spat. "I pick Ashton."

"Ashton's my brother! So Ty." Amy defended.

"I already summed that up." I laughed.

I was currently at a 'sleepover' at Charlene's house and we were playing 'Would you rather'.

Me and Mikey were going great. So was everyone else. The band is doing great. They've actually been doing some gigs in Sydney, but they're more like concerts. Around 500+ people would go to them. And while we were out, random teenage girls would fangirl over them and ask for their picture, a follow on Twitter or an autograph. It still strikes us as weird. But their thrilled.

"Would you ra-" Shay started, but was cut off by Charlene's phone ringing.

"Luke..." she mumbled sheepishly. "Hey babe...wait...slow down...what are you saying...Louis who?...Tomlinson?...Twitter?...Gotta get out?...Slow the fuck down Lucas!"

"LOUIS FUCKING TOMLINSON, SINGER IN THE BIGGEST BOYBAND IN THE WORLD, TWEETED A LINK TO GOTTA GET OUT. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!" I heard Luke shout excitedly.

"The one from One Direction?" Charlene asked. "Holy shit...what's this mean?...Tweet him back you dipshit!...Luke, there's probably squirrels that are smarter than you...I'm kidding...Call me back...Love you."

"DID MY EARS JUST HEAR THAT LOUIS TOMLINSON, THE CUTIE FROM 1D, TWEETED A LINK TO THE BOYS' SONG?!" Amy squealed.

"OH MY GOD- I don't even like 1D." Shay huffed.

"Jesus Christ, where did that inner fangirl come from?" I asked Amy.

"I love One Direction." She smiled sheepishly.

"Louis girl, Harry girl, Niall girl, Liam girl or Zayn girl?" Charlene smirked.

"Nouis." She smirked.

"Well, fuck." I mumbled.

"Do you two realise what this means?" Charlene said, grinning.

"Well...not exactly..." I mumbled.

"The boys could get signed. They could start making their own songs. This is their big break." Shay responded.

"Exactly." Charlene said.

"That's good though, right?" Amy asked.

"So, this is their chance for them to get their own tour and stuff?" I asked, biting my lip.

"Yep..." Charlene mumbled.

"Tour, aye?" Shay said. "Tour's...tour's are long."

"Really long..." Amy mumbled.

"Some can take up to a year." I sniffed. "Like Justin Bieber's."

"Ooh! I love Justin Bieber!" Charlene smiled.

"We know." We said in unison. I looked around her room where there were JB posters covering every inch of the surface, except for some of the band posters that she lik-loved. And let's not forget the big Justin Bieber cardboard cutout in the corner of the room.

"Belieber." I teased.

"And proud." She shrugged.

::A week after::

I woke up in the middle of the night, with a cold sweat.

I tried moving my legs but I physically can't.

I have the worst migraine ever, but it doesn't strike me as weird. Because for the past 5 months it's been constant.

I turned my head, with difficultly, towards the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 4:27am. Fucking great.

Involuntarily, I screamed out in pain.

I was cut off by my phone ringing.

Who the fuck is calling me at this time?

Hissing in pain, I grabbed my phone.

Michael.

I answered it and pressed it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Open your window, I'm climbing up." He said.

"What, why?"

"I know you're feeling those pains again, you can't sleep. So let me up."

I didn't even protest, I just hung up and then stiffly walked over to my window. I opened it and the cold breeze sent shivers down my spine. I leaned my head over to see Michael standing there, he looked tired but he was smiling sheepishly.

"I'm coming up." He said before going over to climb the ivy fence that led up to my window. After a few minutes non-struggle, he hopped into my bedroom. I shuffled over to my bed and lay down. He closed the window without saying a word and then came and snuggled with me.

After minutes of just listening to his heartbeat that was beneath my head that lay on his chest, I spoke up.

"How did you know?" I asked. My voice came out raspy and it was almost a whisper.

"I can tell. I don't know how, but I do. Everytime you don't feel good, I know. That's what happens when you love someone, Brooke." He replied.

"I'm fine." I lied.

"No. You're not. I know you're not. Stop lying. It's okay not to be okay. But you have to speak up, atleast to me. You know you can trust me, baby. Have I ever betrayed you? Hurt you physically? No. No I fucking haven't. There isn't one reason you can't trust me. There was a reason, but we cleared the air on that. How could I go on, knowing that you're not fine and you won't let me take care of you? Lying won't help anything. What you've got is bad, really bad. And you know what people do when their really sick? They go to hospitals to see what's wrong, to get a cure. And the more you wait, the worse it's gonna get. But you won't let me, so the least I can do is stay by your side and atleast make you smile. I love you Brooke, to the moon." He said while stroking my hair.

"To the moon and back." I whispered.

And with that, I could actually sleep happily while I was in Michael's safe arms.

A/N: 52 chapter wow.

And this is the point in time where Louis Tomlinson noticed them :3

Oh, I'm not a Directioner and I'm not particularly a fan of 1D. So any facts that I get wrong...deal with it.

I'm one of the few that joined the 5sosfam not by 1D.

I actually entered the 5sosfam at around June 2014. Late, I know. But I never heard of them before that. And once I did, I fell in love :)

Btw, I'm a Muke girl so :3

And I hate the people that call me a fake fan just because I'm not a Directioner and that I'm a Luke girl (I'm also Mikey, like I said, Muke.)

Like srsly get your life together.

Sorry for the rant heurheur.

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