WILL YOU STAY? {c.t.h}

four: morning

june 29

recap:

"we did it." he smirked. i knew what he mean by that 'it', i'm not dumb. i knew i wanted to wipe that smirk off. so i did what i wanted to do.

i punched him hard in the face with all my remaining energy before i could even pass out.

present:

"i don't know! she passed out! i swear i didn't do anything. i'll bring her home when she's already awake.. no, i have a girlfriend. i don't care.. bye."

i was a bit confused because i thought i was at the park and then now i'm back here at a house until suddenly all the recent events flashed back in my head.

"are you okay now?" calum asked, holding an ice-bag and putting it on his nose. i silently laughed as i saw the bandage on his lower eyebrow, right above his eye.

"as long as we're in a same room breathing the same air and i'm so close to killing you, no." i hate him even more. my brother is gonna kill me.

"stop being a bitch. do you really have to be like this all the time?"

"it's not my fault that i'm this angry! we did that dirty thing and i don't like it especially when it's with you so i have the right to react like this." i stood up and faced him. he's so tall, my height is just right his broad shoulders.

he laughed. he just laughed. "what is so funny?!"

"you... i... you're insane." he said in between laughs. "we didn't have sex you filthy minded girl."

aside from being extremely embarrassed and pissed, i was somehow kind of relieved. i couldn't handle this guy's behavior anymore. he's disgusting.

"this is so.. i'm leaving. i never wanted to see your face." i said before finally leaving and slamming the door. But i forgot something.

i opened the door once again and he's still laughing nonstop. it also made me smirk. i knew the last laugh would be mine. "what, you actually decided to do it with me?"

"how'd you know?" i smirked and then bit my lip seductively. i held the hem of his shirt while looking directly at his eyes. "oh, i really love doing this."

his eyes filled with lust, hands gripping on my waist tightened.

i punched him hard on his stomach. he groaned and fell to the ground. poor boy. i ran as fast as i could out of the house. i knew where this place is but i didn't knew where i was headed.

i am evil and i liked it.

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"it's 8 pm, where the hell have you been?!" he yelled at me as i continued to ignore him and went straight to the kitchen. i closed my eyes and massaged my forehead.

"i don't know." i simply replied and finally found what i was looking for. food!

"why can't i receive a decent answer every time i ask you something when you're hungry? i don't get it. are we really siblings?" ashton pulled his hair and stomped his feet on his way upstairs. moody brother alert, oops.

after i have eaten and changed clothes, i decided to finally sleep despite of having too much sleep earlier. i'm tired and i like sleeping. plus it's sunday tomorrow, i have plans. (by plans i mean watching netflix, eating, sleeping, and complaining about everything all day in a cycle) great summer, huh.

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june 30

"good morning! get up, we're going somewhere." emma pulled my arms and made me sit. well i sat and my eyes are still closed.

"we're all here and you're the only one we're waiting for."calum stood there by the door and frowned. i rolled my eyes at him and lay in bed once again. how could i forget? they've planned to go to the beach today and decided to bring me with them. i don't know who'll go. probably my brother's friends and a few of mine's and emma. they're so up for this type of outings and i hate it.

"you could leave without me. i like spending time with my bed better than you guys anyway." i smiled through the pillow and hugged it. this is so comfortable. i could just lay in bed all day.

"if you'd ask me i don't want you to be there." calum said.

"i don't care so please, can you leave me now." i replied, not a question but an order. as you can see i clearly am never a morning person. never was and never will be.

"you're so stubborn!" he closed the door loudly as i chuckled. i thought so too.

"oh, calum huh? you guys are so cute when you two argue." at that sentence emma had said, i quickly got up and threw her a pillow.

"you're so disgusting. i would rather kill myself than be with that guy." i saw emma fixing my things that will be needed and i saw a pair of bikini and some clothes on the couch folded neatly. see, she's my mom. every time we go out together, she's the one who'll decide what should i wear.

"hm, we'll see." emma winked and slapped my butt before going out my room.

after i showered, i dried my hair and i tried that braid thing i watched on youtube. it worked and i liked it. i wore the black bikini under my sheer white dress. i put on my sunglasses, not bothering to put on a little make up because eventually it would just be erased and in the end it will look horrible.

"what's taking you so long?" calum opened the door, not looking where he was walking and eventually slipped because the floor was wet. stupid.

"bye bye, calum!" i pushed him away out of the door and closed it afterwards. what a good day today! i could already smell a perfect bacon and wow, pancakes and nutella.

"why are we leaving early, anyway?" i asked before i took a bite of the bacon. literally heaven. this is why i love my brother so much.

"i don't know, ask emma and luke why." michael answered. what's with those two?

i looked at them, they were at the living room and were sitting at each side of the couch. it's as if one of them has either a disease or germs.

"so we'll be the first one to go there obviously." luke rolled his eyes at us. what is wrong with him?

"yeah and oh, we're leaving tomorrow. we've planned to stay there for the night. there's a cabin at the back." luke was staring at emma while she's talking and i could sense that she's uncomfortable.

"is hannah coming along with us?" ashton asked and sat in front of me. calum first glanced at my direction and smirked, then sat beside ashton.

"no, she said she's busy. i don't know why is she busy though."

"oh, she's out with his ex boyfriend that's for sure." michael said confidently. i know a fact for sure. michael doesn't like emma.

ignoring michael's remark, we all finished our breakfast silently and argued who's going to wash the dishes. since ate most of the pancakes so he's the one who'll clean. ha.

i saw my reflection in the mirror and frowned when i saw that my bikini made my skin paler.

"don't worry so much, i still think you're pretty."