Check Yes,Juliet (5SOS Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

A/N: sorry for another interruption but I just wanted to let you know that none of this is in correct chronological order by the boys IRL. This is a completely made up time-line for the sake of fiction. I hope you don't mind.(:

By the time we got back to Ashtons house it was nearly five in the morning and his mum was already home,of course,and waiting to chew him out to no end. So while the rest of us stood outside the living room entry way,listening to him form his case,and drank the slushies that Luke had stopped to get for us,Luke was kneeled down in front of Amity,picking glass off her knee.

"OUCH!Shit,Luke,be gentle!"She whined,biting down on her straw harder.

"Well then stop squirming."

"This sounds like the vocal track to a virgin porn video..."Michael said blankly,leaning against the wall with a straw hanging out of his mouth.

I rolled my eyes,choosing to ignore him, and looked at Amity,"Is the picture okay?"I asked,trying to get her mind off of Luke pulling shards out of her leg.So romantic.

"Yeah,it's fine,just the frame that isn't all toge--OW."

Luke chuckled slightly,dropping the piece of glass onto the plate that he had setting beside him,"You're such a wimp."

"Just when you're the one pulling shards out of my skin."

I smirked slightly before looking up when I felt another presence in the room.Ashton walked in,looking slightly shaken,but it didn't look like he was a ghost so I was guessing his mummy didn't kill him...yet,anyways.

"How'd it go?"Calum asked,slurping the last bit of his slushie up.

"Fine,I'm not in too much trouble;she's more worried about Amity."

"I feel loved,"Said Amity,chewing her straw faster as Luke started putting bandages over the bleeding cuts.

"You should...she said she's lad you're going with us,anyways.She feels like we'll get in less trouble."

Michael laughed from where he stood,"Yeah right.With these two,we're libel to get arrested."

"That was one time,"Amity mumbled,referring to the time we nearly got arrested at a Stop-N-Go for "Disorderly Conduct" or whatever bull shit they called it...They should have put a sign up or something if they didn't want the Nerf Guns used,I mean,that's just common sense!

I sighed and checked the time on my phone. 5:30 a.m...According to Calum, Mr.Kim(Their manager) was going to be there at 6 to pick us up to go to the airport,equipped with passports,paper work,and hopefully Starbucks.And even though I was excited about this whole deal,I was still worried...traveling all the way to a different country,leaving behind everything I've ever loved; the safety of my room,our little town,Digital Planet...everything. I had planned on dying in this town..and now I was off to somewhere completely new.

"There!"Luke said loudly,patting the last band-aid into place,"All done.Was that so bad?"

"Yes,actually." She laid a hand over the band-aids and cringed slightly;maybe from the pain,maybe from the thought that a world-famous rock star just bandaged her torn up knee...maybe both.Probably both.

Not really thinking,I wandered into Ashtons kitchen,grabbing a Coke can out of the fridge and leaning on the counter,not even popping the top of it. Just leaning there,staring at the open fridge and feeling the cold rush out onto my body and thinking about what I had done.What if she's looking for us? What if she can't handle it on her own? After our dad died,mum hadn't taken it well,as I've told you...now she was losing us. I couldn't imagine losing my love then my children..

"Jules?" I looked up to see Michael standing in the door way,looking over at me with a little frown,"What's wrong?"

I shook my head,hopping up to sit on the edge of the counter,"Nothing,just thinking."

"A dangerous pass time,"

"I know." Sighing,I looked down at the can in my hands,the cold numbing them nearly completely. Michael walked over to stand in front of me,placing his body in between my legs.At first,it shocked me,causing the blood to rush to my face and heat up.

"Juliet,"He whispered,taking his hands and putting them on my cheeks,"you're going to be fine without your mum. I mean,Ashton's girly enough he can be your mum when you miss her," A chuckle escaped my lips,as red as they may be at the moment,"And don't worry,we're going to take care of both of you,and your mum is going to be alright.Promise."

A half smile tugged at my face,"Pinky promise?"I asked,holding up my pinky.

"Pinky Promise."He repeated,doing the same action. Our pinkys interlocked,both of us smiling at each other like children."Now,are you going drink that damn Coke or just let it go to waste?"

As soon as the words left his mouth,the wheels in my head clicked. A grin spread across my mouth; I could practically feel the devil horns pop out of my head.

"Oh,it wont go to waste."I said,dipping my nail under the tab and popping it back with one smooth motion; the fizz rising to the top as I lifted it to my lips slowly,before lunging it forward and spilling it onto his head.

He yelled in surprise,jumping back,letting me throw the rest of it onto his front,making his white tank-top cling to him with the brown sticky liquid.

"Juliet Downheart!" He yelled loudly,laughter dripping off his words like the soda on his shirt. But suddenly,his face turned normal and his laughter turned into nothing but a sly smile,"C'mere. Gimme a hug," He moved forward,his arms spread out to me.

"Hell no!" I said with a burst of laughter,moving around the kitchen quickly,trying to get away from him as he sped up,chasing me.

"Come here,you little brat!"

Finally,he caught me,wrapping his arms around my middle and pulling me to him. I squealed as he picked me off my feet in a hug.

Michael Clifford: The only person who could make me smile even when I feel like my world is going upside down.