Chapter 32

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I opened the door. There was Michael. The only boy I could be with without being called a slut.

"Hi" I said, trying not to cry.

"Cassie?" He asked concerned.

My tears just streamed down my face. I can't hold this in anymore.

"I have no point of living. Everyone thinks I'm a slut. You probably wouldn't even care if I'm gone. I was about to cut but then you had to come home." my voice cracked.

Michael reached for his phone and went on twitter. He twitted.

'Fuck off everyone whose hating on my sis. A lots going on right now that you wouldn't get.'

"Thanks Mikey"

"No problem. But cuttings not the answer! Please don't do it!" A tear slowly rolled of his cheek.

This made me realize something. I'm gonna get hate. I'm sister to one of the members of a huge band, 2/4 ex, and one best friend to 1/4. People are just jealous.

"Listen Cass. There's a lot of people who hate you" he paused.

"What the fuck Michael! How is this helping?" I wasn't crying anymore. I was mainly just angry now.

"You didn't let we finish! But there's a shit ton more of people who love you. I mean just look!" He went back onto Twitter and looked through his mentions.

'@5sos_rules: Aw poor Cass! Miley if ur reading this tell her that I love her <3'

'@Michaellll: Please stop hating on Cass! She's a really nice girl! I met her b4 and she was amazing!'

Michael clicked on her profile.
"Aw I remember her! She was so sweet!"

'@Michael1995: @michael5sos. @CassieClifford. Look what's trending! #weloveyoucassieclifford'

"She sis, they love you!" I giggled. The 5sos fam is fucking awesome!

"Heyo" someone yelled. I turned around and it was Ashton.

"Hey" I waved.

"I brought you something!" I told me to close my eyes and stick out my hands. I did so. He placed something kinda cold in my hands. I opened my eyes and it was chocolate milk.

"Really Ashton?" I laughed.

"Ya! I have one to!" He opened it and started singing. "Its a chocolate milk party, it's a chocolate milk party!"

I join him after awhile and so did Michael.

Just then my stomach growled.

"Dang guys I'm hungry! You want me to make you guys dinner?" I said.

They both nodded their heads.

I went in the kitchen and came back out with salad. I handed them their bowls.

"Thanks Cassie!" Ashton said.

We sat there in silence for awhile.

"YOU DONT MAKE FRIENDS WITH SALAD!" Michael yelled at the top of his lungs. I jumped.

"Holy crap Michael!" I laughed.

He was still yelling it over and over again when his voice cracked.

"P-p-p-u-b-e-r-t-yyy" I said like how they did in the puberty keek.

"Oh shush it" Michael chuckled.

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