prom // 5sos

six.

"Here we are." Ellie informed the group from the driver's seat.

"Let's go over the plan again." Michael said. 

"Plan...again..." Ashton groaned from the trunk of the car. He didn't exactly smell fresh, so they placed him as far away as possible. 

"Ellie and I go inside and find your stupid friend." Lola rolled her eyes.

"No flirting with boys." Calum told her firmly.

"But that's the whole reason I'm doing this!" Lola cried out.

"Ok, yeah, no flirting. Whatever." Ellie played with her red hair. Lola glared at her, before corssing her arms and sinking back into her chair.

"Alright, just ask if they've seen a blond haired, blue eyed guy. About six feet, hard to miss." Michael said.

"Yeah, hard to miss among all the other blond, six feet guys." Lola said in a bored tone.

"Just ask if they're name is Luke, and if the answer is yes, tell them Michael and Calum are here to rescue him." Michael instructed her. She waved her hands behind her, in his face.

"We got it." She rolled her eyes at him once more before turning to face the mirror. She applied a thin coat of strawberry lip gloss, while Ellie was fixing her mascara.

"Let's go." Ellie smirked at her sister, who smiled in return. They stepped out and skipped up the front porch. They knocked friskily at the door, which opened to reveal a generic girl. She hugged them both before inviting them inside.

"Need...puking..." Ashton mumbled from the trunk.

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"Hey, why is Ashton turning red?" Calum pointed at Ashton, who was gagging into a bush by the house. They were well concealed in case anyone from the party had decided to step outside.

Michael walked over to inspect Ashton, who was beginning to form red rashes all over his body. He tilted his head in disgust when chunks flew from Ashton's mouth and into the poor bush. 

"Remember when he fell into that bush earlier today?" Michael asked Calum, vaguely recalling the event that happened during their great escape not too long ago.

Calum looked at Michael. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Poison ivy?" Michael said.

"What kind of idiot gets this drunk anyway." Calum sighed.

"Imagine if we left him instead of Luke." Michael shuddered at the thought of leaving poor, vulnerable Ashton to fend for himself from getting groped by Russian girls. Calum nodded in agreement.

They awkwardly stood around as Ashton heaved and gagged.

"The girls have been in there awhile." Calum noted. 

"Well, they don't even know what Luke looks like." Michael shrugged, he was clearly not as concerned as Calum was. "Just give them some time."

"They're probably sucking some guy's face off." Calum retorted. He rubbed his arms in attempt to warm himself from the chilly evening air. His tuxedo was definitely not made to fight off the cold.

"You've got to give them more credit than that." Michael said, as he scratched his neck. The tux was starting to get very itchy and uncomfortable.

"Let's go check on them." Calum worried once more.

"Calum." Michael groaned, tired of Calum's paranoid attitude.

"If you don't come with me, I'll go myself." Calum huffed as he crossed his arms across his chest.

"Hey, hey. Why don't we wait a few more minutes before going in?" Michael tried reasoning with him. Calum sighed, before looking around himself warily.

"You know what, fine. Stay out here with Ashton. I'm going in." He said as he turned around to walk towards the house. Michael grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Dont be such a drama queen." Michael sighed. "I'm coming with you."

And with that, Michael and Calum proceeded to stuff Ashton in the car, remembering that there was a child safety lock on it so he couldn't wander off. They tiptoed around the back of the house, looking for a way in.

"Look," Calum whispered. "Up there."

Michael looked to what Calum was pointing at. It was a small, open window. It was just big enough to squeeze through.

"Let's climb up these." Michael suggested, as he grabbed a hold of the vines that snaked up the walls of the house.

"Are you sure they're strong enough to hold us?" Calum fretted, as he inspected the thin, green vines.

"No." Michael shrugged. "But there's no other way of getting in without being noticed."

Calum sighed as he hoisted himself up using the vines, with Michael following in his pursuit. They continued to climb the vines, and, despite the multiple blisters from rope burn, they managed to make it to the window.

"Get in." Michael insructed Calum.

Calum grabbed the window sill, which was about two feet away from where he was standing. He lifted his legs over the wind sill with no problem, and landed with a thud on a cold, hard bathroom floor. He got up and gestured Michael to come on in.

Michael tried to copy Calum's moves, with no luck. He was having trouble getting his legs over the window.

"Calum." Michael grunted. "Help me."

Five minutes later, Michael finally made it through the window.

"Oh my God, Michael, it really wasn't that difficult." Calum scoffed.

"You made it look easy, though." Michael whined.

Suddenly, the bathroom door began to creak open. Calum and Michael exchanged panicked looks, before Michael gestured his head towards the shower. They both gracefully dove into it, and closed the curtain quick enough to be hidden completely from the person invading their hideout.

Moaning and wet lip noises could be heard, before a thud on the floor, which indicated that the couple had retreated to the floor.

Michael looked through a small opening through the shower to get a better look at the couple, with no luck. Their faces were stuck together.

He moved back to let Calum sneak a peek. In the process, he accidently elbowed a shampoo bottle, and watched in horror as it fell to the shower floor, before hitting it with a boom.

"Who's there?" He heard the person say, before the shower curtain was whipped open.

There, staring at them, was none other the Brandon, the alpha leader. What shocked them more was his hookup partner. It was one of the guys that helped kick them out of the house earlier that night.

Brandon was seething with anger, before he began to smirk.

"Oh, you guys are so dead."