I get adopted by 5 Seconds Of Summer [SHORT STORY-COMPLETED]

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Gabriella's POV

We pull up to the mall and hop out of the car, the light wind blowing my hair into my face. I sigh and put it in a messy bun, wanting it out of my face.

"So what store do you want to go to first?" Ashton asks me as we walk through the doors, the boys trailing behind us.

"Hmm," I say, thinking. "Forever 21?" I ask.

"Sure thing!" He responds, leading the way.
{a/n: we are gonna pretend nobody knows it theM cuz I don't want that}

After getting a few bags of clothes, we head over to hot topic. "What's hot topic?" I ask Michael.

He just looks at me, completely stunned. "You don't know what hot topic is?" She nearly shouts in surprise.

"Uh..I-I'm sorry I don't." I respond, flinching as he comes closer.

He notices my flinch and stops, saying, "hey, that's okay. Hot topic is a really cool store with a bunch of fandom/punk merch. You'll love it." He gives me a warm smile, which I return, before we all walk in.

After looking at the t shirts and whatnot, I go over to Ashton.

"Hey Gabby! Do you see anything you like?" He asks me.

"Y-yea, it's just.. I don't feel right if you spend like a bunch of money on me. This store is pretty expensive." I say, pointing to a MCR jacket which costs 75$.

"Don't worry about price, Gabby. You need more clothes, plus we're in a band so we have money. Don't worry okay? Just pick out what you like." He responds, smiling at me. He picks up a P!atD t shirt and hands it to me. "This is sooo you."

I look at him and smile, nodding my head. I go and grab a few more t shirts and jeans, and before I know it we were heading back to the car, bags in tow.

We jammed to some music and in no time we were home. Wait, did I just think of this place as my home? I smiled to myself as we all got out of the car. Yea, I think I can call this place my home.

Lukes POV

As we got out of the car I noticed Gabriella was smiling as she looked up at our house. I smiled while I looked at her, glad that she seems comfortable with us.

Gabriella's POV

I was about to head up stairs with all my shopping bags dragging behind me when Michael calls out to me.

"Hey wait up! I'll help you put all of those away."

"Oh, yea sure!" I replied, as we walked up the stairs to my room together.

We make small talk as we put my clothes away, and I was satisfied to see that my closet didn't look so empty and sad anymore. Just as Michael was about to leave, I quickly snatched a pillow off my bed and threw it at his head.

He just looks at me, turning around slowly. I start to get worried, thinking maybe he might hit me, when he grabs another pillow and smiles while laughing. "Oh, it's so on!" He says, laughing as he tries to swing his pillow where I was standing. But I was too fast. I ducked and went up behind him and hit his back. He just laughs, and we go on for a few more minutes until he says "Alright, we should probably go downstairs and get some dinner, the boys are probably wondering what's taking so long."

I nod in agreement, still smiling because of the pillow fight we had. We head down to the kitchen where the boys are already eating.

"Sorry Im-were late," I say, taking a seat beside Ashton. "We were having a pillow fight."

"No worries," he says, smiling at me. "I'm glad you're having fun."

After dinner we go to the living room to watch some tv. "Hey let's watch Cops!" Calum says, grabbing the remote.
"What's 'Cops?'" I ask Ashton, who I'm sitting against.

"What's Cops?!" Calum says, before Ashton could answer. "Only the best tv show ever! It's about cops who go out and catch bad guys and stuff! It's great!" Calum says really enthusiastically.

I just nod. "Okay, sounds cool." Ashton puts his arm around me, and I snuggle into his warmth. How is he so warm? I start to fall asleep when suddenly the tv makes a really loud blaring sound.
•tv• "we got a code orange-blue. The man suspected for abusing his son is on the run!" The tv yells, instantly snapping me awake.

I look at the tv, finally registering what it said. "I-I'm gonna go to bed," I say to Luke.

"Okay sweetie, have a good night!" He responds.

Ashton looks up at me, a little suspicious, but then goes back to the show. "Yea have a good night! Call me if you need anything okay?"

"Alright," I respond before walking up the stairs.

I shutter as I walk into my room. Ugh, that tv and what it said, it just started to bring back memories..

I close my door and rush up to my pillows, feeling around for my sweet piece of metal that gives me release. I feel around, only to remember. Crap! I had a pillow fight with Michael! It must have fallen somewhere. I look around everywhere, but to no luck. I let out a frustrated sigh and head to my bathroom. I searched the closet, anything, but there's no razor. Maybe the boys have one?

I quietly sneak out of my room, happy to hear that the boys are still downstairs. I quickly walk into Calum's room, and head to his washroom. On his counter I see a razor (like the one you use on your face). Before any of the boys come upstairs I rush back to my room, closing the door.

I eventually get the razor part out of its plastic shell, only getting a few paper cuts on my fingers in the process. A small sob escapes me as I glide the razor across my hip, drawing blood. After I'm done I hide my razor and shower and change into pajamas then go to sleep.