Scars, Suicide and Australians

Scary Calm and Eyelids

Ana's POV

"Tell me everything"

I was sitting cross legged on my bed across from Becky, with Five Seconds of Summer playing softly in the background. In between us was a big bag of Chilli Heatwave Doritos.

"So we turned up at this cute little steak place just out of town. He ordered for me and the food was FUCKING AMAZING. We had a kind of awkward conversation, but then he said that he like likes me so obviously I leaned across the table and kissed him. He payed for me and we left. After a quiet drive home, he parked in his driveway and wrapped his arms around my waist. I looked up at him and his lips crashed against mine AND HOLY FUCK HIS LIP RING. So yeah."

"MICHAEL AND I ARE FUCKING GENIUSES WE SHOULD MAKE A TV SHOW OR SOME SHIT."

I ran downstairs and grabbed two bottles of water and another pack of Doritos. As I sprinted across the hall, I slid and landed in a heap on the floor.

I heard laughter from the other room, and went to investigate. There I found all nine boys eating MY popcorn. I raised my eyebrow at them. They all pointed at Michael, who raised his hands in a surrender motion.

"Out." I said calmly.

This was my scary calm before I get fucking mad. Only Becky recognised it and she stifled a giggle.

"No." Michael said, bravely.

"Please?" I said, still calm.

"No." he replied with, stubbornly.

"IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASSES THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE IN THE NEXT SEVEN SECONDS I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I WILL SHAVE OFF EVERY SINGLE HAIR ON YOUR ENTIRE BODY AND CHOP OFF YOUR DICKS IN THE SLOWEST AND MOST PAINFUL WAY THERE IS. I WILL THEN TATTOO MY NAME ON YOUR FUCKING EYELIDS. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE." I screamed.

I had honestly never seen any of the boys do that much excersise.