Take Two: 5SOS BSM

1. You Get Upset And The Boys Have To Restrain You - Luke

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What would make y'all mad enough to need to be physically restrained?

I am so behiiiiiind

All I can think of is "DEEEEETROIT BASKETBALLLL"

LUKE:  
"What to do what to do," you hummed, drumming your fingertips on the kitchen table. You leaned back in the chair, making it tip dangerously as you idea after idea ran though your mind.

You could watch TV, but you did that everyday. You could listen to music, but your earbuds were broken. You could go out, but you were broke.

You soon discovered that there was absolutely nothing fun to do in the house. Your brother and friends were out doing who knows what with who knows who while you sat at home and wasted your youth trying to think of something, anything, to do.

Suddenly, the door flew open.

"HONEY I'M HOME!" Michael yelled and you heard many heavy footsteps enter the house.

You screeched in surprise and your chair tipped back even further. You nearly fell backwards, but reflexively grabbed the edge of the table and pulling yourself forward until all four legs of the chair were again firmly against the ground.

"You don't live here," you heard your brother scoff.

"She doesn't even go here," Ashton mocked him in a high-pitched nasally voice.

"Oh shut up," Luke grumbled.

The boys wandered in your direction. You were still recovering from your near-death experience when they sauntered into the room.

"Hey-o," Calum waved.

"Hi Calum," you breathed out, shaking your head to clear your mind.

"What's got you all worked up?" Michael asked, "I for one, am upset because I feel unwelcome in this hostile environment."

You mentally rolled your eyes at Michael's melodrama, "I almost died!" And yeah okay maybe you were rather dramatic too.

"From what?" Luke snorted, "There's nothing in here that could kill you."

"Excuse you, I could totally kill someone," Calum corrected him.

"Nahhhhh," Ashton threw an arm over the brunette's shoulders and reached over to squeeze his squishy cheek, "you're too big of a softie for that."

Calum frowned and pushed Ashton's hand away, "am not."

"Are too," Luke got in on it.

"Am not!" Calum crossed his arms.

"Boys boys, this is an easy dispute to solve, let's take a vote!" You clapped.

"Fine," Luke grumbled.

"This is stupid," Calum rolled his eyes.

"Everyone who thinks that Calum isn't a big softie raise their hands now," you said evenly.

Only Calum's hand lazily raised, he did it so nonchalantly that you almost missed the gesture altogether.

"Okay Calum thinks that Calum isn't a big softie. Anyone else?" You looked at the other three boys.

"Nope," Ashton giggled.

Luke and Michael just shook their heads.

"Good, me neither," you agreed with them, "with a vote of four to one it's been decided that Calum is most definitely a big softie."