I (Accidentally) Kidnapped 5SOS

Chapter 24: Twins and McDonald's

Chapter 24: Twins and McDonald's

(a/n) Halloween is one of my favorite holidays, even if I don't trick-or-treat anymore. I'm going as Michael Clifford this year! I'll post a pic if anyone is interested in seeing my ridiculous costume, lol. ;)

P.S. I BOUGHT SOUNDS GOOD FEELS GOOD AS SOON AS IT CAME OUT AND AHDKFSNDJSJF IT IS SO FREAKING GOOD IM CRYING REAL TEARS I DONT WANT TO GO ANYWHERE TODAY I JUST WANT TO LAY IN BED AND LISTEN TO THIS ALBUM ALL DAY I LOVE 5SOS SO MUCH I WANT TO PUNCH THEM IN THE FACE

I didn't want to move, but I had to pee really bad.

After Calum and I's little spat, I had returned to my room, collapsed on my bed, and done absolutely nothing. I didn't feel like doing anything. I felt like if I did do something, I would only screw it up. That's what I was good for, messing things up. And I hated it.

I didn't want to get up, but nature's call was screaming at me, so I slowly drew myself up and nearly rolled off of my bed. I dragged myself to the bathroom and practically collapsed on the toilet. After I did my business, I washed my hands, flopped down on my bed with my face in a pillow, and continued the arduous task of doing nothing.

"What did you do, Reese?" a voice demanded when they entered my room. Oh great, a visitor. "Why does Calum look all upset and angry? Did you do something to him?"

I moaned into my pillow but didn't look up.

"If I poke you with a stick, will you bite?"

"She's not a bear, Luke."

"All the more reason why I can."

I felt something prod my back. I reached over behind me, grabbed the wooden stick, snapped it in two, and moaned loudly again.

"She broke my stick," Luke reported.

"Could you leave my room?" Michael said in annoyance. "Why are you even in here?"

"Ashton told me to go bug you for a while."

"Well, go bug Calum. I'm kind of in an interrogation here, and you're irritating me."

"Oh, okay. Have fun with the bear."

I heard the door shut, and I turned my face to one side. "If he wasn't important to Allison's survival, I would kill him."

"If he wasn't important to our band, I would kill him for you," Michael said, sitting on my bed. "Now, why is Calum upset? Because if he's upset, Luke's upset, and if Luke's upset, everyone's upset. And trust me when I say that you don't want to see me upset."

"'Upset' is a funny word," I mumbled before planting my face in my pillow again.

He sighed impatiently. "Just tell me what's going on, Reese. Geez, do you always have to be so dramatic?"

I thought of a gazillion comebacks, but I wasn't in the mood to fight right now. I just wanted to be left alone so I could wallow in my misery. It was my turn to throw myself a pity party. Couldn't he understand that?

"Reese," Michael whined, shaking my shoulder. "I will annoy the answer out of you. That's a threat and a promise."

I could bear with that, so I didn't respond.

He sighed again. I suddenly felt fingers jabbing into my sides, and I squealed. I grabbed them both tight in my fists.

"Tickle me one more time and I will not hesitate to lock your arm so bad that it'll break," I warned him.

Michael raised his eyebrows. "Are you on your period again?"

I didn't need to take this. I sat up, hit him over head with my pillow, and grabbed my crutches. I tried to stand, and I shrugged him off when he offered his help.