I typed it on google.
Hemmo1996
And hit enter.
As the page was loading, I silently prayed that this would be the answer to my prayers. Clearly, nothing else is working so this HAS to work.
After waiting for the screen to load, it showed a YouTube cover of Mike Posner's, "Please Don't Go."
I clicked on the video, and automatically recognized the boy. He's a part of the band.
As the he started to strum and sing the first line of the song, I was an awe. I found myself focused on every word he sang and every chord he strummed till the video ended.
I scrolled down and read the comment section.
"Puberty hit Lucas like a truck"
I'm guessing this boy is Luke.
"baby you made it."
"hemmo1996"
Looking at the old videos that were posted on the 5 Seconds Of Summer Account, and the comments posted, I realized that they came from nowhere and now they're known.
What got them their fame is their talent and passion for music. It's never been about the looks. The band shared the love they had for composing something, and later performing it in front of an audience.
As I continued binge watching the old videos of 5SOS, I hear a knock on my door. I quickly paused the video and headed down the hallway.
I opened the door and was greeted by Bree who was carrying a pillow and a backpack over her shoulder.
"Sleepover?" She asked through the smile plastered on her face.
"I thought it was tomorrow?" I asked confuse as she pushed passed me.
"There's nothing wrong with a two day sleep over," she plopped her stuff on the couch, "plus, I'm here to help."
I sighed, "Bree, you've done so much already. I don't want you in this."
She returned the sigh and sat on the couch, "Leah, we're in this together. Whether you like it or not, I'm already a part of this," she shrugged and we sat there in silence for a couple seconds.
"I guess, they're pretty talented..." I started.
Bree looked up at me with a smile on her face, "Hemmo1996?" I nodded, "and all the fetus videos." She shrieked and threw her pillow across the living room with excitement.
"So I'm guessing you know who's who?"
"Luke Hemmings. Lip ring, broad shoulders, long ass legs," I stated as I pointed at the boy on the album cover.
"Michael Clifford. Kitten, hair dye," I sighed, "and punk rock," I said in sarcasm as I pointed.
I pointed at the guy in the left, on the album, "Ashton Irwin. Daddy, drummer, Tadpoles are baby turtles."
Bree and I giggled. I pointed to the guy next to Ashton, "and Calum Hood. Bassist, footballer, and not Asian."
A/N
Hellooo
I know it all seems very confusing. But I PROMISE all your questions will be answered. I'm not sure when, but it will happen.
If you're reading, please don't be silent. Fangirling and commenting is always fun. We're all nice. I don't bite;)
Ok no that's weird.
Thank you for those who are reading! And btw the chapters are gonna get longer once Leah meets the boys.
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Fake Fan c.h.
Fanfiction"This is Ashton. That's Calum. This one's Michael, and that's Luke." "Wait. If there's only four people, why are they called 5 Seconds of Summer?"
