unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 55.

*Brooke's POV*

It was friday now and tonight, or this evening, was my date with Michael.

I haven't seen anyone since Tuesday, the day we got our tattoos, because I've been ill. But luckily, today I was feeling a lot better.

Dad hasn't seen the tattoo yet either. And I haven't told anyone, so when the girls come over later, I was gonna wear a singlet and see if they notice it.

Charlene was sad about the boys leaving on tour, Shay was sad too but he understood, Amy was proud of her big brother, Ty was really sad for his boyfriend to be leaving.

Apparently, the 1D boys are really excited to have 5sos on tour and to meet them.

Although the '5sos boys' were nervous about meeting them and about playing their music to thousands of girls who love a 'bubblegum pop boyband', Luke's words, and to be booed.

Ashton promised Amy to get her something from them because Amy nearly fainted from fangirling so hard.

I was cut off from my thoughts as my phone got a text.

From Mikey♡: Do you believe in young commitments?

My eyebrows furrowed. What does that mean? Like, deciding what you want as a job when you're an adult?

To Mikey♡: Anything is believable.
From Mikey♡: Be ready for around 6 xx

To Mikey♡: Sure thing xx

I looked over at the clock and saw it was 3 already. I sighed and decided to eat something since I skipped breakfeast, so I went downstairs to go and eat something.

I slipped on a pair of sweatpants, white tank top and some fluffy socks.

I went downstairs and into the kitchen, it so happens that Mandy and dad already beat me to lunch. They looked up at me, dad smiled but Mandy scowled.

"Hey, sweetie. How've you been feeling today?" My dad asked.

"Great, actually." I smiled as I grabbed some bread and put it in the toaster. "Michael's leaving soon, though. Oh, and by the way, I'm going out with him tonight."

"That's fine." He smiled. "But where is he going?"

"On tour." I sighed. "With One Direction, for 6 months."

"Wow." He mumbled. "Hey Brooke?"

"Yeah?"

"You love him, right?" He asked. "Michael?"

"Of course." I chuckled. "Why would you even ask that?"

"So, you'd be willing to spend the rest of your life with him?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's what I intend on doing." I said biting my lip.

"Good." He smiled. "An-wait, what's that bruise?"

I followed his gaze to my upper arm, and then realise he was talking about the tattoo. I gulped, hopefully I don't get grounded.

"T-That's not a bruise, dad." I sighed.

"She's right." Mandy scoffed. "It's a tattoo."

"A tattoo?" Dad said, eyebrows raised. "Why would you do that?"

"Because..." I mumbled.

"What's it say?" He mumbled.

I put my arm up and showed him the neat scroll writing.