Beauty, Brains, And Bullets // 5sos

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Agent B's point of view

"Alright, break it up." I said loudly, pulling Calum away from Luke. "Knock it the fuck off."

"Why the hell are you guys always arguing? It's supposed to be Cake!" Michael yelled, holding Luke away from Calum.

"Luke can go fuck himself on a cactus and then burn in hell." Calum snapped and I put my hand over his mouth.

"Well Calum is acting like a fucking dick and I hope he dies next." Luke said and Calum froze. "Because it's your fault were in the mess!"

"How!?" Calum yelled, ripping my hand off of his mouth. "What did I do to cost the entire band to be in danger like this?"

"If you'd stop sleeping around and starting fights every time someone disagreed with you, maybe you wouldn't have pissed off so many people!" Luke growled, glaring at Calum.

"Shut up Hemmings," I said, surprising everyone by standing up for Calum. I blinked a few times and Luks then glared at me. "You're wrong, it's not Calum's fault and it is not your fault, nor is it Ashton's or Michael's. Not singularly. So just shut up."

"What?" Michael asked, looking at me. "What's going on then? Who's fault is it?" He asked me and Calum looked at me.

"Go take Luke downstairs," I said. "I'll tell you in a bit."

"Fine." He said and took Luke out of the room. I looked at Calum and he looked at me, bathing heavily. I rose an eyebrow and he looked down.

"I'm fine," he said, his hand running over his rib. "Luke just landed a decent punch at the wrong spot."

"Did you hit him?"

"He tripped, fell over his bed, and landed on the other side." He mumbled and I nodded. "I can't hit him-"

"Yeah yeah yeah," I said and pushed on his ribcage. "Does that hurt?" I asked and he said that it did, just a little bit.

"I just need some ice, that's all." He told me and I nodded. "You know why we're in this mess?"

"I have a theory." I told him and he nodded. "Let's go downstairs and ice your wound." I told him and he followed me out of the room.

They all looked at us as we went to the kitchen and I handed him a random bag firm the freezer. It was some frozen strawberries, so I guess that could work.

He pressed it against his rib cage and we went to go sit down on the couch. "Michael said you know why were stuck with people who want to kill us?" Ashton asked.

"Well, I have an idea, I don't know for sure." I said and he nodded, Rachael looking up from her phone. "It's probably about Savanna and William."

"How?"

"They gave their lives to protect you four," I said, answering Luke's question. "Analeigh is probably mad that you killed some of her friends and is having multiple people try to kill you. She's not going to do it herself."

"It's not like we meant for them to do it..." Michael told me and I chuckled.

"No one ever really means it Michael," I told him and he blinked at the floor. "You never have a say in people's intentions."

"I guess." Luke said and Ashton ran a hand through his hair, tugging on it. "Come here baby." He said and Kennedy sat on his lap, hugging him.

"Oh fuck y-"

"Fuck!" Ashton yelled and suddenly his fist was going through the dry wall. We all looked at him and I stood still, watching as he had his break down.