It Started With A Game -5 Seconds Of Summer- (DISCONTINUED. SORRY GUYS.)

Chapter 5

I threw the mail on the table not even bothering to look at it. I seriously was pissed off today, I don't even know why. Just everything pisses me off even more than I already am. I'm kind of lucky the girls are out today. The guys went back to their place yesterday after noon.

"Fuck the world I wanna party to tonight!" I shouted throughout the house, just to have it echo back.

I spun around in a circle landing on my back on the soft couch, but ended up falling off. "FUCK YOU!" I yelled throwing random objects that were on the floor around me at the couch. But they just bounced back hitting me. "FUCK. YOU." I growled. Their was a knock at the door and I groaned. "FUCK OFF CUNTS!"

"Eva open the damn door!" A male voice yelled from the other side of the door. I groaned but opened the door anyways.

"What the fuck do you want Michael." I growled. His eyes widened slightly before he pushed past me and made himself comfortable.

"Am I not aloud to visit a friend?" He questioned me while causally walking around me.

"Fucking stop! Your not a damn dog okay? Stop going in fucking circles!" I demanded. He quickly stopped and gave me a funny look.

"What's up with you?" He raised an eyebrow.

I groaned and spread my arms out falling into the carpeted floor with a thud.

Michael sighed walking into the living room. I crawled behind him making cat noises.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He hissed plopping down on my couch. I rubbed against his legs before jumping on the couch and curling into a ball on his lap.

"Meow" I rubbed my head against his hand and he hesitantly started petting me. His hand went from my head towards my butt and I hissed at him making him jump. I laughed before totally collapsing on him. "I just."

"I'm confused." He said placing his hand on my stomach.

"I'm in a pissed off mode. Seriously don't do anything to piss me off." I stated tracing patterns on his leg.

He chuckled. "What would happen if I pissed you off?"

I growled. "Probably something you will regret." I shot back. He but his lip making me feel weak.

We sat in silence and I couldn't take any more of it.

"Once upon a time their was a dog that ate a cat but the cat ate its organs and the organs ate his skin. Then the dog died and a skunk ate the dog and-"

"Shut up." Michael mumbled covering my mouth with his hand. I licked it but he don't move his hand. I kept trying to bite him but I couldn't.

"Let go!" I shouted but it came out mushed together like 'lugo!"

Michael smirked picking me up and laying me down on the floor and he quickly straddled me. My eyes widened and he laid on me. Like a foot moose.

"Fuck off fuck tard! Fucking fuck fuck!" I started screaming and thrashing around. I somehow manage to flip Michael so now I was straddling him. His eyes widened and I but my lip placing my hands on his chest.

What. The. Fuck. Is. This. Kid. Doing. To. Me?

"Eva." He mumbled. "Calm down."

"I-I'm sorry." I mumbled not able to move. It's like I was stuck here.

"You didn't do anything." He whispered placing a hand on my cheek. I leaned into his touch as his hand lowered towards his face. My face was millimeters away from his and I just couldn't look away from his eyes. I was in a daze.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I started panicking inside. I'm so fucking confused.

"Eva." A calm voice echoed throughout the house.

I jumped up slightly afraid of the voice I heard. I turned around to see the guy who gave up on me standing in the doorway. Once he saw me his eyes lit up. "Eva."

I stood still I wasn't sure what to do. He just gave up on me, and I'm mad at him. I never showed my anger towards my dad but he just let me go.

My mom walked in smiling like crazy. "Hey sweetie." Her soft voice greeted me.

I shook my head backing away quickly until I ran into Michael. His hands wrapped around my face and I seen my dads eyes harden.

"W-what?" I stuttered completely stunned. "No no no no no."

"Eva!" My dad shouted storming over towards me. "Eva! Wake up!"

My eyes shot open and I started panicking and crying. I was in complete hysterics. At first I didn't realize my surrounding until Michael was by my side rubbing my stomach trying to calm me down. I shoved my head into his hard stomach trying to forget that dream.

I don't even know why that dream scared me so much. But that was just terrible.

I hate my mom. I hate my dad. They hurt me so much. Dad just gave up completely. He never cared to come back for me. And mom. Mom just allowed it. She only sent money. She never wrote. She never called. She never even fucking came back for me. She just let dad leave me like that!

But it's not even real. But it scares me. It was so life like. Everything just seemed so real.

"Eva babe calm down." Michael whispered in my ear. "Everything's going to be alright." I had that strange feeling that he was right yet wrong at the same time.

About 10 minutes had passed and I finally stopped crying. I then realized I was in my room.

Last nights events popped up in my mind.

All the boys decided to stay another night and this time I chose to sleep in a bed instead of a couch. Michael had come with me and we watched movies until we fell asleep.

Everyone else is here.

"Oh my fucking god." I mumbled wrapping my arms around Michael's neck. "It was just a dream."

Michael's arms snaked around my waist and I instantly felt better. "It was just a dream." He whispered. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No." I bluntly spoke. "Never ever ever."

He laughed placing his head on my stomach. I leaned my head against his and turn around so I was facing away from him and I placed my hands on top of his. His hands instantly left my stomach and he intertwined our fingers. "You okay now?"

I nodded not able to talk at the moment. I was breathless. Not only from the dream but from Michael.

I think I like Michael.

And I've only known him for 3 days..