Screaming Fights And Skipping

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*a week later*

Ana's POV

"Do you wanna come over tonight? We have a few mates from a band coming over." Beau texted me.

"Sure, what's the band?" I replied.

"It doesn't matter. See ya later."

"See ya."

Well that was weird. Beau usually texts me for longer than that. Oh well.

"BECKY" I scream down the stairs.

"WHAT?" She screamed back.

"WE'RE GOING TO THE BOYS TONIGHT AND THEY HAVE SOME FRIENDS OVER WHO ARE IN A BAND BUT BEAU WOULDN'T TELL ME WHAT BAND."

"SOUNDS SEXUAL"

Three hours later, I had washed my hair and put it in a fishtail plait. From head to toe, I was wearing a black beanie with the 5SOS logo, a white ATL shirt, black skinnies, white fluffy socks and black combat boots, not forgetting a shit ton of bracelets and thick black winged eyeliner.

"YOU READY TO GO YOU FUCKING TRAMP?" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"READY WHENEVER THE FUCK YOU ARE YOU SCENE WHORE." She screamed back.

I walked out the door to see Becky looking hot. She was wearing her hair in a messy bun, she had on an ATL shirt too, but a different one, black skinnies and burgundy vans. She had her nose piercing in, making we look like a sexy punk.

"Looking mighty fine" we said at the same time, bursting in to laughter.

We linked arms and skipped down the stairs, singing "we're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of oz!"

Beau's POV

I know how I flirt with Ana it comes across like I like her, but honestly she's like my little sister.

Anas POV

I knocked on the front door, Becky standing on my left.

"Why did you knock you cunt" was the first thing Beau said as he opened the door.

"Well if you hadn't noticed you have guests and I don't want to seem rude, you cunt." I shot back.

He opened the door wider and gestured for us to come in. As we walked in he yelled over his shoulder at the boys something about a surprise.

We walked in to their kitchen, where we were met by James, Jai, Luke and Skip who looked like they were about to piss themselves.

"What the fuck is going on?" Becky yelled before I could get a word out.

"SURPRISE" yelled four different, yet very familiar voices from behind us.

I turned around slowly and my eyes widened slightly at the sight of Luke Hemmings, Ashton Irwin, Michael Clifford and Calum Hood.

I looked at Beau. He looked at Jai. Jai looked at Skip. He looked at Luke B, and Luke looked at James. They all looked at Becky and Luke H staring at each other and blushing.

"Awwwww" was said by nine different voices.

Michael was staring at my beanie and smirking. I quickly realised it was a 5SOS beanie, and pulled it off, shoving it in my back pocket.

"So, are you going to introduce yourselves or are we not going to know your names for the next twelve months?" Ashton asked.

"Twelve months?" was all I could say.

"Oh yeah, they're moving in with us for a year" Skip added.

"Nice of you to fucking tell us." Becky added, recovering her vocal cords.

"So your names?" Ashton asked again.

"Oh, I'm Ana and the love bird is Becky. No need for you to introduce us, we're kind of fucking obsessed with you." I said, smirking.

"So you know I'm ridiculously illiterate because I dropped out of school for this shitty band?" Calum asked, making us laugh.

I already felt at home with these retards.

Jai's POV

I'll admit at first I did like Ana a bit but as I spent more time with her I realised I only like her as a sister.

Ana's POV

"So, why are you moving in with the boys?" I questioned Ashton.

"We've been mates since forever and we needed a place to stay so we thought, why not just ask the boys? and it all came out of that." he replied. He had a nervous smile on his face, and I kept catching him staring at me.

"Cool." I responded.

"Ana, you and Becky have got school tomorrow. Luckily, you're in the same grade as me, Jai, Skip, Luke, Calum and Michael. Ashton, Beau and James have already graduated." Luke B rudely interrupted our conversation.

"Aw shit." said me and Becky at the same time. We looked at each other and laughed

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