5SOS Imagines

Sisters // Michael

Me and my sister do not get on. That's the simplest way of putting it. Sure, every pair of siblings argue but it's nothing compared to my sister Andrea and I's arguments. Things were thrown across the room, tears fell, punches were thrown, blood was shed; our house was world war three whenever we're going at it. Andreas nothing like me, in fact she's my polar opposite. She has bleach blonde hair that falls to her ass and is always perfectly curled, her make up always looks professional and fresh, she despises anything considered even the slightest bit "nerdy" and would rather spend her day flirting with the schools entire football team than eating a pizza in her pjs with disney movies. Where as for me, well I spend my days in band tshirts, sweat pants and a messy bun. I don't bother with make up, I don't go out much, and when I do its only to see my boyfriend Michael and my best friends. And I don't have to bother going all out on my looks for them because, well, I'm comfortable with them. Michael makes me feel pretty and intelligent whenever I'm around him. He wouldn't give two shits if I wore a bin bag for the rest of my life. He's like me in many ways, we have the same taste in music, food and movies. He's my dream guy basically. Andrea however doesn't see that. She always makes snide remarks about him, even in front of him! This usually ends in her getting a swing at, and me being yelled at by my mum. But it's worth it. I'd do anything for Michael.

Michael was supposed to be coming round for lunch today with me, my mum, Andrea and my little brother Toby who's only two, so he doesn't do much. As soon as Mikey arrived i pounced on him, attacking his face in kisses. Which he gladly reciprocated. "Eww get a fucking room" Andrea growled at us. I flipped her off in response, but she clearly didn't get the message to get lost. "New hair colour? Purple does not suit you mate, sorry to be brutal but I speak the truth, I mean why do you two dye you hair ridiculous colours? You'll be bald by 30." Andrea spoke so matter of factly it made me want to rip every single extension from her head. Before I managed to speak mum cut me off. My mums a single mum, dad left after he found out the news about me and Andrea. We haven't heard from him since. Toby's dad was a one night stand who doesn't want to bother with him either, so we're all in the same boat. Mum adores Michael for taking care of me, but would be the first to wring his throat if he ever hurt me, that's if my best friend didn't beat her to it. "Michael, darling, how are you? Love the new hair" she winked at him, balancing Toby on her hip. "Fine thank you Marie, you look gorgeous as always!" Mum blushed at Mikey's response, he always was the charmer, but Andrea just snorted and continued typing away to her barbie doll friends on her phone.

Lunch went by quite quickly, mum had served her famous spag bowl, which of course I finished. Michael was a complete gentlemen the whole time, always complimenting my mothers cooking skills, the house, making Toby laugh and trying to interact with Andrea. Not that she was the same way back. No, instead she looked at him with a bored expression painted over her face, simply nodding at whatever Michael said and went back to her phone. Mum sent an apologetic look Michael's way. She couldn't control Andrea, no one could. The spoilt brats been the same way since we were kids, mums too tired to be a stay at home mother during the day then work the night shifts at a pub down town to bother with the pettiness of one of her daughters. Although Michael understood, smiling lightly back. I knew deep down my sisters bitchiness hurt him, he wanted my family to like him. And that just added to my anger towards Andrea.

After lunch was cleared away, which Michael helped my mother with, we all sat down to talk. That my friends, is when the real bitch of Andrea revealed herself. We were all gathered in the living room, my boyfriend and, mother making polite conversation, when Andrea had decided it was time to put her phone away and start tormenting the red haired boy perched on our four seater. 'Soooo Michael what made you get the tattoo?' She asked feigning genuine interest as she pointed towards his bicep on which the inked calligraphy sat proud, peaking through his muscle tee. 'I actually got this one for mine and y/n's six month anniversary. I love her to the moon and back and am absolutely positive she's the one. I'm a hell of a lucky guy if you ask me' I couldn't help the blush rising to my cheeks, Michael saw this rather quickly as he stretched his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. I hid my face in his rather broad shoulder, making him chuckle, the vibrations tickling, my skin. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and returned his attention to my non identical twin sister. Andreas face remained blank, emotionless, her eyes cold and empty. It was extremely difficult to work out what she was thinking because her eyes were so plain, like she knew not to give anything away. I was probably being paranoid. Bad habits never die I guess. Until she laughed. An evil bitter laugh, one I'd heard many, many times before."really? You love this pig? I mean come on, you're in a band for fucks sake, have some class, don't get a tattoo for a freak! But you're a weirdo too, aren't you? You're the one who wouldn't be missed if you left the band!" Andrea spoke, poison dripping from her words. I was hurt and disgusted, she was evil. First she hurts me, her own sister, her twin sister, then attacks the guy I love? Hell no. She's got to learn. "You bitch!" I screamed, not really caring at that very moment. She was standing opposite me, so I quickly took the opportunity to back hand her in her stupid face. "Why the hell are you always criticising people? Get off your high horse for once and see that you're hurting people! Your twin sister, the one you spent nine months in the womb being one of them! I get it you don't like me, God knows why you don't but keep it to yourself! And how dare you speak to my boyfriend like that, he is so much better than all the evil you just said to him, he is appreciated and worth being in the band and we are not freaks. I just don't get it, why do you always want to hurt me?" At this point I was crying, I don't know why, I was more angry than sad, but the sobs that racked my body said otherwise. My throat had gone hoarse and I felt humiliated. This is what she wanted. I don't cry often so it surprised my mother and Andrea. Michael looked stunned, but his face softened when he saw the tears running down my cheeks. God make me invisible. I ran to my room, away from them all.

Faintly downstairs I could hear my mother yelling at Andrea, not like she cared though. Footsteps sounded up the stairs towards my room, then a knock came from the door. Michael entered, his face full of concern as he tiptoed into my room, crawling onto the bed with me. "I'm sorry... what she said isn't true I, I'm sorry you had to see me cry" I sobbed, my face red and puffy from my tears and my cheeks stained with my now ruined makeup "s'alright boo, I love you, and don't care what she says. But, I do care about you so no more tears please? Or else I'm gonna cry and we'll all be a mess!" I couldn't help the smile that arose to my face at his dorky self, a light hearted chuckle escaping my lips as I nodded. We stayed cuddled together for another ten minutes until another knock sounded from outside. Toby? No he wouldn't be able to get up the stairs on his own. Mum? No mum would of just barged in as would all my friends. Andrea. Shit. Before I could hide or lock the door, it opened, revealing my twin. "You probably hate me right now, so I wouldn't be surprised if you don't listen but please do.... I'm sorry, I mean it, you're not freaks, the two of you, it was wrong of me to say that. Michael, I'm sorry I've been a bitch- and I know this isn't really an excuse but I'm protective of my sister ya know? We've been hurt in the past and I care about her so I thought I'd try and be mean to make you leave so she could never be hurt. And sis, I'm, I'm sorry I'm such a cow to you and you still love me for it! I promise I'll be better I'm just under so much stress with school but I'll be the best sister I can I promise!" Andreas speech made me cry, happy tears this time around. I jumped into her arms hugging my sister, my twin. Michael hugged her after me. "Now let's start again. pleasure to meet you I'm Michael!"

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MY FIRST IMAGINE! Previously it was on my preference book under the name "siblings", but I decided to move it over to this book because it made more sense to me ♡

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