Hey guys I am back with a new fan fiction! This one will not be based on one direction this time but 5 Seconds of Summer! Yay!! I hope you like it and this is the prologue! xx
The picture on the side is who plays Clara and the ending is not how I wanted it but i really wanted to post the first chapter! xx
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Prologue:
"Hi, my lovely people! I just wanted to do a quick twitcam for you and anwser your questions!" I smiled at the webcam on the sleek black laptop sitting on my bed.
"First things first, thank you so so much for all the support and love you guys always give me. I am glad to say I have finally hit my goal of two million subscribers!" The fans were already commenting how much they loved me and wanted to meet me.
"I have also decided to move from my home here in England and to Australia. It is a humongous leap in my life but I cannot wait!" I ran a hand through my bright blue, wavy hair.
"So I will be singing for you today and I hope you like, I Will Be by Avril Lavigne." I picked up my guitar and began strumming the beginning of the song.
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"Aww thank you guys!" I said replying to a few fans, they are so sweet!
"So first question is... Do you like Five Seconds Of Summer?" I smiled, "Yes, they are amazing, I love their music." They began asking me more questions about them but I answered the one that appeared the most, "Next question, which one is your favorite?" I thought for a moment, "Luke, because he is like an awkward little penguin!" I laughed as one comment appeared on the screen, "Yes guys, I also happen to be an awkward penguin and y'all are my little penguins!" I smiled at the sweet comments that kept rolling in.
"You guys are so sweet! Now I am doing a meet and greet in two weeks here in L.A before I go back home. I want all of you to be there, I cannot wait to see you guys! I have to go now, but I love you all!" I waved to the camera and my brother turned it off for me.
"Thanks, Ash." He smiled and gave me a thumbs up, "They love you to death, Clara." I nodded and brushed my long hair away from my face, "Yeah, they are the best."
"Two weeks until we go back home, and then on tour. I'm so glad they are allowing you to go on tour with me." His hazel eyes were sparkling as he rambled on about his band.
I smiled, "I know, I can't wait to meet the rest of the band." He rolled his eyes and laughed.
"Don't let Luke cuddle you to death."
My brother and I had a good relationship, yes we fought sometimes, but everyone does. He is the older of the two of us, him being twenty two while I am seventeen almost eighteen. Him and I looked nothing alike, I originally had brown hair like him until I dyed it blue, but I had blue eyes while he had hazel ones. The bigest thing we had I common was our personalities, we both acted like five year olds; we were so immature.
"So Clara, what are your plans when we get to Australia?" Oh, i never really put any thought on what I would do when we got back home. Would I visit old friends and distant relatives, or just head to my favorite beach like I did when I was younger?
"I don't know actually, I never really thought about it." I shrugged my shoulders and began putting my camera equipment away. Ashton stood up and began helping, towering over me with his tall stature.
"Are you going to see mum and dad?" I did not look up at him, I kept my eyes on my hands which were now picking up my notebook of ideas. I heard him sigh before his phone began ringing.
"Please think about it." He whispered before walking out to answer his still ringing phone.
I finished cleaning up before I went to lay face first on my comfortable bed. Ashton being here made me realize how much I missed him being on tour. Maybe he was right, maybe I should see mum and dad. Even after what they did Ashton insisted that they still cared for me deeply. Yet, that did not excuse them from basically disowning me a year ago.
"Clara, what are you going to doing your summer vacation?" My father asked as we sat at the dinner table one evening.
"I think I am going to start a YouTube channel." I said confidently. Ashton smiled brightly, while my mum and dad went quiet.
"That's a good idea, Clara! You can finally show the world how great of a singer you are." I smiled and turned to face my parents. They sat there staring at each other, expressionless. Worry filled me as they glanced over at me. What was so wrong with what I wanted to do? It's not like I just told them I wanted to go and become a stripper.
"Clara," my mum said sternly. "That is ridiculous, you will get nowhere with that. You will end up living in our basement, and your father and I will not have it. You will become a very successful young women and be apart of the family business."
My mouth fell open, I could not believe what I was hearing. They wanted to control me, just like they did to my older brother. I slammed my hads on the table and stood quickly.
"I am sick and tired of you pushing me around! All I ask for is some support from my parents. Why can't you just do this one thing for me?" They exchanged glances as Ashton just sat there, getting ready to jump up if he needed to.
"We don't want you here any longer if you decide to go against our decisions." Tears sprang to my eyes, but I quickly pushed them down.
"Fine, your wish is at my command." I struggled to keep my voice from cracking, but somehow I walked out with the dignity I deserved. I left my parents sitting at the table and packed two bags filled with all my clothes, and another bag filled with electronic devices and equipment I had just bought. I grabbed my car keys and the multiple jars I had filled with money I had been saving for many years. If they wanted me out then I was leaving, I had overstayed my welcome.
I was brought out of the memory by Ashton coming back into my room. I didn't bother looking up as I felt the side of the bed dip as he sat. He soothingly rubbed my back and ran his fingers through my hair, just like mum used to do it when I was around five. I heard him take in a breath, as if he was nervous to tell me something.
"Uh, Clara?" I hummed in response.
"Mum called and she is apparently coming here with dad tomorrow." I just shook my head sadly and curled up into a ball; I did not want them here.
"Can't you make them not come here?" I asked, my voice muffled by the pillow my face was on.
"I wish I could, but you know they won't listen." I groaned and picked my head up slightly to look at my brother.
He looked worried and sad, the two emotions that I hated to see coming from him. Ashton was always worried about me, but when he actually showed it, it meant he was extremely worried. I wanted nothing more than to just wrap him up in a hug and tell him everything was going to be okay, but I knew he would not believe me. He was one of those people who had to comfort you when you were sad, and I loved that about him. Yet, I hated that about him too. He would stress himself to the point where he would not sleep if he did not help you, and he has done this countless times before. That's why I always made sure he was alright before I told him how I felt.
"Ashton, are you alright?" He smiled sadly, and shook his head.
"No, because I know you don't want them here, and there is nothing I can do about it." I nodded slowly before I sat up.
"There is nothing we can do about it right now, so there is no point in moping around." He let out a small laugh, the corner of his eyes crinkling up.
"So what do you want to do?" He asked, poking my nose.
"Do you want to help me set up for the meet and great in LA?" He nodded quickly, a large smile on his lips.
"Okay, lets get started."
