Adopted by 5sos

Chapter 17

Chapter 17:

"Michael, I swear to god if you don't take my underwear off your head right now, I'll fucking kill you!" I yell as I run after him.

Yes, this is really what my life is like now. I have to constantly fight the boys to get back stolen undergarments. It's been a weird few months.

He just laughs, running around the hotel with my underwear on his head. They begin to slip down until they cover his eyes and he starts yelling.

"I can't see! I can't-!" He stops yelling as he runs into a wall, falling to the ground.

I giggle softly, going over and straddling his waist. I take the underwear and put it in my pocket before looking down at him.

"Are you okay little baby?" I ask him with a small chuckle, pinching his cheek as he opens his eyes.

"I need a kiss from my favorite girl" he pouts at me and I giggle.

I lean down, my hand on his chest as I press my lips on his. I peck his lips a few times making him laugh before cupping my cheek and kissing me longer.

"Babe" I giggle on his lips as he keeps kissing me. "We should get back to the room" I chuckle softly.

He groans but nods his head, getting up and I stand up as well. I take his hand in mine, smiling softly at him. We then begin walking to the hotel room we're staying in.

When we get to the room, I lay down on the bed with a small smile, just relaxing. He lays behind me, pulling me closer by my hips.

"I love you" he places a kiss behind my ear and I giggle softly with a small blush.

"I love you too" I hum and cuddle into him happily, closing my eyes momentarily.

I feel him grab his phone and I can hear him taking pictures making me shake my head. "What are you doing you dork?"

He laughs, still taking pictures. "I'm making us everyone's relationship goals" he hums, beginning to tweet the pictures.

'Love my cuddle buddy (: {plus the pictures above}' he tweeted and my phone vibrates as I get the notification that he tweeted.

"Aww you have on my notifications" he cooed and I shove him playfully.

"Well, duh! What kind of supportive girlfriend would I be if I didn't have your notifications on?" I laugh, cuddling closer to him. 

I bury my face into his chest and giggled as I looked up at him. It's so easy to get comfortable with him and to just feel at home. He's like a giant teddy bear and I love it. I could cuddle with him all day. 

He began to press light kisses all over my face and I giggled happily, closing my eyes as I let his sloppy kisses go everywhere on my face. He's so cute. He stops kissing my face when there's a knock on our door and I pouted as Michael got up to see who it is. I really hope that's the food we ordered. 

When Michael opened up the door, I hear a yell from an all too familiar voice and then I'm being tackled on the bed. His huge body trapping my smaller one beneath him. I laugh, trying to shove him off but there's no point in trying. I'm not strong enough to get him off of me. 

"Calum, I will beat your ass if you do not get off of me!" I told him between laughs and I smack his bum a few times in attempt to make him leave me alone.

"Hey! Stop that! Big boys don't get spankings!" He laughed, rolling off of me and I chuckled. 

"Well now that you crushed my girlfriend into a flat pancake, what do you need?" Michael laughed, sitting on the bed beside me. 

I automatically cuddled up into his thigh, my head in his lap. He played with my hair mindlessly and I smiled to myself, closing my eyes briefly as I just enjoy the soothing feeling. He can calm me down so easily. 

"You too are so cute, it makes me want to vomit" Calum shook his head at us and I smack his arm. "I just wanted to see what you were up to. Everyone else is bored." he shrugged. 

"That's a lie!" I heard Luke's voice and I laughed a bit. 

Luke jogged into the room, Ashton following close behind. They take a seat on the bed by Calum and I can see that Cal is rather annoyed with them for whatever reason. Hmm, what are those boys up to?

"What's a lie?" Michael furrowed his eyebrows at Luke. 

"That he wanted to see what you were doing cause he was bored. He actually came in here-" Luke rambled but Calum shoved him off the bed before he could finish. "ow!" he yelled. 

"oh shush, you'll be fine" Calum mumbles. 

"Calum wanted to know if you guys were fucking. He saw Michael's pictures on twitter and wanted to make sure you two weren't doing it." Ashton told us and I look to Calum who glared at Ash. 

"Oh come on mate! Don't you think you'd hear if we were? I mean, I don't think it'd be too quiet." Michael shook his head. 

"Michael!" I smack his arm, blushing a bit.

"Shut up" Calum gave him a cold look and my eyes widen a bit. Why is he so protective all of a sudden?

"Cal, it was a joke. Calm down, yeah?" I put my hand on his arm. 

"I'm sorry. I just....I just can't think of my mate doing...that with my sister." He shook his head. 

"Well first off, it's my choice and second, you should trust him. He's your best mate" I told him, shaking my head. 

"You don't get it. I just can't take the idea of my best mate and sister...doing it." He told me and I sigh. 

"What are you gonna do? Make us break up so we never sleep with each other?" I shook my head at the ridiculous idea but when I look back to him, he's truly thinking about it. 

"Well I mean..." he trailed off and I look at him bewildered. 

"Dude!" Michael exclaimed. 

How did we get here? I thought we were all just messing around and having fun but now my own brother wants to break up Michael and I. What went wrong for it to come to this? How did the mood change so quick? Why is Calum being so irrational?

"You know what Calum? That isn't your choice to make." I said sternly. "You aren't my dad...hell, you aren't even my actual brother! Just let me make my own choices!" I snap and I almost instantly regret it as I see the hurt on his face. Too far. 

"You're right. I'm not your brother. Sorry for trying to give you a family" he murmured and my heart aches. He walked towards the door, an obvious frown on his face. 

"Calum, no. I didn't-" I start but I'm interrupted by the door slamming shut.

I sigh and run a hand through my hair. He's gone.