I'm just his twin sister (a 5sos fanfic)

Chapter 15

Tiff

I was really happy Michael and I were still able to talk to each other like friends considering I know he likes me. I'm sure he's over it though, I mean, he has to be. I am dating his best friend. I look over to the other side of the limo, noticing Calum and Luke glaring at each other.

"You guy OK?" I ask them, both of them shrugging. Michael taps my shoulder, "I'm sure they're fine." I see Calum flinch in the corner of my eye, catching my attention.

"Of course you think everything is fine Michael." Calum says sternly. Everyone's eyes shoot to his direction, waiting for more comments. "Can I please have my girlfriend?" He says quite harsh. I just stare at Calum in shock. Why is he being so rude?

"Sure. Sorry I guess?" Michael says quietly. He stands up and switches places with Calum. I feel part of me become sad, but the other part happy because Calum was here. 

Michael starts up a conversation with Luke, meanwhile Calum just acts like an awkward turtle. He wanted to sit next to me, so why isn't he talking? He pulls out his phone and begins typing. I soon get a text.

From: Column

Michael is trying to steal you away from me :(

I sigh, putting my phone back into my pocket. I feel Calum's eyes staring at me with confusion. I turn my head to him, his eyes darting to the floor. "Text? You send me a text? My God Calum!" My voice got louder and louder, I didn't even realise how angry I was. "Why do you get so jealous and protective over every little damn thing?" I stand up, towering over him. He bites his lip, searching for words.

"Sorry, I guess? Sorry I'm scared of losing you? Sorry I like you? You know how hard it was for me to see you date Ethan? No, you don't know. But now you and Michael are closer than we are. Sorry for being jealous of that Tiff." He looks over at Michael who was looking at me. Calum's eyebrows furrow, anger filled his eyes.

"See the way he's looking at you?" Calum says, looking down, taking a deep breath. "You've never looked at me like that, meanwhile I stare at you like that every fucking day." 

My heart suddenly stops. He thinks I don't feel the same way? I'm so done with all of this. "Stop the limo please?" I ask the driver. The limo pulls over, the door being pulled open. I walk out, not wanting to be followed.

I walk down the street, watching the limo drive off. I had the address of the hotel written down, so I wasn't scared of being lost. I just wanted time away from all this shit. I walk into a small café, the bell above the door dinging as I walk through. Instantly after the door closes, the bell goes off again.

I turn around and see bright red hair. "Michael, I wanted to be alone." I roll my eyes at him. He's the one that started all of this drama. He just shrugs, picking me off the ground and walks out the door. I begin slapping his back.

"Can you like, stop?" He chuckles, casually carrying me down the street. As if no one thinks he's kidnapping me or something? "Can you at least tell me where we're going?" I ask him.

"Well Ms Hemmings, I though we would take a walk." He says happily. I make a straight face at his stupidity. "You're carrying me you doof, how is this a walk?"

"Duh, I'm walking. You're just joining in on the ride." He walks over to a park bench. Gently putting me down, I just stare at him. He begins opening his mouth to say something, until I hear girls scream.

"I told you! I knew I heard the word Hemmings!" A group of four girls ran towards us, mostly aiming for Michael. We just smile, happy there wasn't the biggest mob in the world attacking us. Don't get me wrong, that's pretty cool, but one time, someone took my shoe.

"Are you two a thing?" A red head points to me and Michael. I'm about to say no until a girl with blue dip dye answers her. "No Chelsea, Tiffany is dating Calum." I cringe at the sound of his name. I feel my blood boil, remembering the argument in the limo. 

"Actually, we are dating." I pull Michael by the shirt and smack our lips together. All the girls begin screaming and I feel a smile form on Michael's lips. It wasn't until I pulled back from the kiss I realised they had their phones out. I let the thought escape my mind of Calum finding out about this.

After taking photos and signing their shirts and hats, we began walking to our hotel. It was silent, until Michael broke it. "Why'd you kiss me?" I sighed at the question.

"Honestly Mikey, I don't know. I was just so angry at Calum and how he's so overprotective and I guess I just wanted to see." I explain. another awkward silence had begun. "See what?" Michael randomly spoke up.

"To see if I liked it. The kiss." I look down to the concrete. "And did you?" Another sigh was created. I didn't want this conversation. "Sorry, I just need to tell you something." Michael says. I look up at him, his facial expression seemed sad.

"I kissed you that night you were at the fridge. I'm sorry." At first I was lost. Until I remember how I never actually saw the figure that kissed me that night. It made sense now. "Thanks for telling me, don't worry about it anyway." Was all I said.

******

Ashton

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Calum screams out. I walk over to his room of the hotel. He's probably screaming about his hair or something. "What is it Calum?" I ask him. He's sitting on the bed. I'm about to walk off until I see tears brimming in his eyes. "Calum?"

He lets out a squeal, followed by more tears. He buries his face on his pillow, dropping his phone on the duvet. I walk towards him, looking at the phone. "LUKE!" I call out. "LUKE!" I repeat. The tall boy runs in with a toothbrush in his hand.

"What? Is Calum dead?" He looks over at Calum who was lying face down now. I shake my head, showing him the phone screen. His toothbrush hits the carpet, making a toothpaste stain. He lies down next to Calum, hugging him.

As adorable as this was I had to tell them. I run over to grab my phone, leaving Calum's phone on his bed, the picture of Michael and Tiffany kissing lighting up on the screen.

OH SHIT!

-Molly