Banding // 5sos

5 - The locked guestroom

I smiled while going trough the footage from Saturday. Everything sounded so good. Especially the Wrapped Around Your Finger one, it really sounded perfect. I saved the video on my laptop and edited it a bit, a couple effects to make it look nice, since it was filmed on a street, not the prettiest setting.

All those girls Saturday were so excited to see me. It gave me a really weird feeling - I felt happy, it made me happy - This weird tingle in my stomach. The feeling you have when your going up in a roller coaster; anxious, but then a wave of happiness. Does that sound weird? I don't know.

When I was done editing the video, I uploaded it to my channel. I had gained a lot of subscribers since Michael Clifford tweeted about me, so it t immediately got views and some comments.

"Oh my god, you were at a 5sos meet up? I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE NOW"

"This is so cool!"

"I WAS THERE IM THE GIRL ON THE LEFT"

"I don't like her or 5sos tbh"

I frowned at that last one. I fucking hate hate. Probably just some lazy person sitting behind their computer doing nothing else than commenting on people's videos to make them feel bad. But what I have learned this past year is that you NEVER, I repeat NEVER, respond to hate with hate. It will only cause more problems and nobody like that. So I responded with:

"Everybody has their own opinions and we as humans should be respecting each other's way of thinking, but if your opinion can hurt somebody or make them feel bad it's better to keep it to yourself. I still love you and all the other living things on this Earth, have a nice day x"

I knew people would see my comment and would respond to it in whatever way but honestly, I don't care. I closed my laptop went on phone for a bit, reading fanfics. It was Tuesday afternoon and I had all my homework done already, so I had time to do whatever the fuck I wanted.

I put my music on and went to Wattpad. My Wattpad is a secret, nobody knows about it, 'cause if it came out that I read and write fanfics, my social life would be ruined and my twitter would probably explode.

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"Diner's ready!" My mom shouted from downstairs, making me jump up since I was in the middle of Luke smut. I fell off of my bed, onto the floor and cursed. "Fuck!"

"Hey, I heard that! Go clean your mouth with some soap, Julia Anne!" I heard my mom say while I walked down the stairs. I could smell the extremely intense aroma of fried chicken and my mouth watered. "Oh my god mom, it smells so good!"

"Complimenting me doesn't make up for it, you know." My mom said while placing a plate full of fried chicked on the table. "I know. It works with dad though." I said and mom giggled. Is she still not over dad?

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I was done eating and I needed to pee really bad. Like REALLY BAD. So I stood up from my chair and ran to the nearest toilet, which was in the bathroom of the guestroom. But when I tried to open the door of the guestroom it was locked.

"Mom, why the hell is the guestroom locked?" I shouted, because she was still in the kitchen. There was no time to wait for her answer because I would pee in my pants. I ran to my own bathroom and was relieved I got there in time.

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I scrolled trough my Tumblr when I got a Twitter notification. It went away too fast, so I couldn't read what it said. I went to my twitter account and saw that I got a new dm. I clicked on the little envelope sign and saw that it was a dm from Ashton. Fucking. Irwin.

A weird high-pitched noise escaped my mouth and I opened it as quickly as I could.

"Hmm, so you're a fan. Love it."

"Oh my god." I whispered to myself while my breathing got heavier. Isn't it funny how fast moods can change?

Ashton Irwin, what are you doing to me?!

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'Luke bit his lip, he always did that when he was nervous. She made him feel th-' It was late night and I was reading the Luke fic I started in this afternoon, when I got interrupted by some Whatsapp messages from a lot of different people, at the same time. I clicked on the notifications and Whatsapp openend. I got tons of birthdays wishes from different people who sent them at exactly 12 am. I smiled and clicked on Charlotte's name. 11 messages.

"HAPPY"
"FUCKING"
"BIRTHDAY"
"YOU IDIOT"
"YOURE A FREAKING 15 YEAR-OLD POTATO NOW"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU"
"YOU LIVE IN A ZOO"
"YOU LOOK LIKE A MONKEY"
"AND YOU SMELL LIKE ONE TOO"
"IM NOT EVEN KIDDING"
"OH AND I THINK I FELL IN LOVE WITH CAPSLOCK"

She always knew how to make me smile. She's literally the best friend I could ever wish for.

"THANKS YOU IDIOT" I replied. I went trough the rest of the messages and went trough some tags on Instagram.

Seeing it was now 1:23 am, I should probably go to sleep. I put down my phone and fell asleep with a smile on my face. But then I remembered one thing:

Why was the guestroom locked?

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