Who's next? || 5sos horror story

Thirty

Luke's POV

"Bloody Hell!" Michael yelped as I laid a cold towel on his wounded foot.

His foot has gotten worse since last time I saw it. It's gotten all purple and bruised because of running and walking, that's not a good sign.

Michael gritted his teeth as he seethed in pain. "Why are you doing this?" He clenched his eyes shut as I dabbed the blood off his foot.

I sighed. "I don't want you too die,"

"I'm not gonna die," He muttered as he laid his foot carefully on the ground.

I sat down next to him and leaned on the couch that was behind me. "You can, but I'm not gonna let that happen."

He huffed in annoyance as he leaned his head on my shoulder. "I want to get out of this damn place." He closed his eyes as he let a shaky breath leave his chapped lips.

"If we stick together, we're gonna be okay, you know that?" I told him.

I watched as a stray tear fell down his pale cheek. "But what about Calum and Ashton?" He placed his hands on his now tear stained cheeks.

"We'll find them, don't worry,"

He nodded as he snuggled up in my side, which I thought was adorable. I ran a hand through his knotty hair and closed my eyes.

A silence fell. Not a awkward, scary silence, a comforting one. I felt safe in Michaels arms, the warmth radiating off of the older boy.

I was about to go to sleep when a loud bang was heard. Me and Michaels eyes shot open as the door slowly opened revealing two older looking men.

One had light brown hair, brown eyes and he wore a tore up black shirt, with dirty black jeans. The other had black hair, bright blue eyes, and he wore a bright dirty galaxy shirt, and black jeans.

I slowly sat up as I said. "Who are you?"

"Imposters!" The light brown haired boy yelled.

The black haired boy put an arm in front of the other boy as he spoke in a quiet calm voice. "We've been here for three years-" He stopped as the light brown haired boy began to jump up and down angrily but he continued. "We aren't bad, we swear."

Michael and I exchanged nervous looks before Michael spoke. "You swear you aren't lying to us?" The black haired boy nodded as the brown haired boy yelled. "They are strangers! Don't talk too them phil!"

The one who I assumed was Phil put a arm on the boys shoulder and spoke calmly. "They aren't bad, tell them your name, yeah?"

The boy nodded slowly as he said. "I'm Dan,"

I nodded as I said. "I'm Luke and this is Michael," I pointed to Michael and he waved.

Phil nodded. "I'm phil," He came up to me and Michael and whispered. "Dan is kind of a little weird, we've been here forever and he finally lost his mind a few months ago, it's really sad," He looked over at Dan with a frown.

Michael frowned. "I'm sorry,"

Phil chuckled quietly. "Don't be sorry, I'm actually surprised I haven't lost my mind," He shrugged his shoulders with a sigh. "Or maybe I have, I don't know."

Dan shrieked excitedly as he held a candle. "Look Phil! I found this.....cinnamon scented candle!"

Phil smiled as Dan ran up in his arms and kissed him repeatedly on the mouth.

I went to ask if they were a couple but Michael beat me to it. "You two together?" He asked.

Phil nodded. "Yeah for three years, even though dan doesn't think much anymore...I still love him as much as before we came here," Phil gave a fond glance at Dan who was looking at the candle.

I looked down at the ground as Ashton suddenly popped up in my mind.

I hope he is okay, I thought.

Michael suddenly gasped. "Luke, walk over here slowly," I looked up from the ground, meeting his bright green eyes that was staring right behind me.

I slowly walked toward Michael who pushed me behind him. I didn't dare to look at what the three boys were looking at but suddenly my bright blue eyes stared straight into dead, bloodshot eyes.

Calum's POV

"Ashton what are you doing?" I choked as he pinned me against the wall, his hazel eyes burning into mine.

He growled as he spoke. "I must kill you and all of your kind!" He gritted his now razor sharp teeth.

I whimpered as he dig his teeth in my arm making blood make it's way down my arm.

I glared at Dylan from across the room and said. "What the hell did you do to him?" Dylan crossed his arms over his chest as he smirked.

"My friend possessed him,"

As I held onto my bleeding arm, I stared at him in disbelief. "Well your 'friend' just bit me!" I stared down at the bite marks that ran down my arm.

"I see that,"

"Well, stop him!" I shouted as Ashton (can I even call him that?) opened his mouth, getting ready to bite me again.

I tried pushing him away but he bit the same arm as before making me cry out in pain.

"Make him stop!" I cried.

Dylan rolled his eyes. "Okay fine, Bob go find the others and....play tic tac toe, or something," Ashton nodded and his eyes rolled back in his head as a cold gust of wind slapped my face.

I watched as Ashton fell on the floor. "Is that supposed to happen?" I asked Dylan.

Dylan scoffed. "What else would you do when a demon possessed you?" I shrugged. "Would you just get up and act all like 'oh look at me I just got possessed and now I'm perfectly fine yay!'" Dylan rolled his eyes as I just shrugged my shoulders again.

"He'll wake up in a few minutes, don't worry?" He said as he walked toward the door.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Dylan stopped mid step as he spoke, his back still facing me. "Well, let me just say....there's a lot coming, and none of you are prepared for what's gonna happen next."

A/N Hey guys! Sorry for not updating in awhile. This chapter took a lot of thinking and...stuff. So, Dan and Phil are in it! Yay! I'm really excited for the future and I hope you guys are too! Love you! Thank you guys for 3k! Bye