"What are you guys doing?" I asked as I walked into the living room.
Luke and Calum were giggling at something on their phone, and I raised my eyebrow.
"We're checking out your old fake account that's 'dedicated' to us," Calum answered, smirking. "What's it called? Oh yeah, 5-seconds-of-shit I believe."
My eyes widened. "I...I thought that got taken down."
"Apparently it didn't, at least, not yet," Michael said from behind me. "You said a lot of hurtful shit about me."
"Sorry," I said, biting my lip. "That account was full of lies. I didn't mean to hurt you."
He smiled at me. "It's cool."
"Yay!" Luke shouted, and I turned around to look at him. "I was your favorite, as stated on this account."
I rolled my eyes. "Again, full of lies."
He gasped. "Rude."
"WAIT A MINUTE," Ashton yells, popping out of nowhere. "SO YOU SAID YOU'RE FAVORITE WAS LUKE AND MICHAEL? DID YOU NOT CONSIDER ME A VOLUNTEER?"
"Good grief," I grumbled.
"If it makes you any better, I wasn't chosen at all either," Calum said. "But it doesn't bother me as much as it bothers you."
"And Luke isn't actually her favorite," Michael added, leaning against the counter and taking a bite out of his apple. "I am."
I felt my cheeks heat up. "I made the mistake of leaving my room."
"Well, now I'm bored," Luke said, putting his phone away.
"Don't we have a big writing session today?" Calum asked.
"Yeah," Ashton answered, recovering from his tantrum. "It's at five."
"Big writing session?" I asked.
"We're all going to the studio and writing a couple of songs all together, and maybe write some songs individually," Luke answered me.
"And how long does that take?" I question.
"Hmm... considering we're starting at five... we'll probably be working until 6AM the next day," Michael said.
"So I have the house to myself?" I felt myself getting excited.
Ashton chuckled, walking closer and pulling me into his side. "Oh... no. You're coming with us."
"What?!" I pouted.
"You're under our care," he reminded me, "so it would be irresponsible to leave you here alone, someone could break in and take you from us."
I rolled my eyes. "I'd be staying in my room the whole time."
"Too bad," Ashton winked. "You're coming."
"Ugh," I whined. "But I don't want to stay up till 6AM."
"You could take a nap on the couch," Calum suggested. "But you shouldn't trust us to wake you up."
"Poor sleeping habits takes a toll on a nineteen year old girl, you know," I informed them, crossing my arms.
"You're nineteen?" Michael spoke. "Damn. I thought you were sixteen."
"Rude. I'm turning twenty in August anyway," I mumbled. "How old are you guys?"
"Ashton is twenty-three, Mikey is twenty-two, and Calum and I are twenty-one," Luke explains, smiling. "I just turned twenty-one two weeks ago."
"Happy Belated Birthday," I said. "And damn, you guys are old."
