Chapter 6
Shannon's pov:
We arrive at wherever we are going and hop out of the car. They lead me to a dressing room area and I sit down on a couch.
"We are gonna change so you might want to turn around," Ashton warns me.
"But then Luke and I won't be twinning," I pout, trying not to laugh. Calum rolls his eyes, I still don't know why he's so pissy.
"I'll change back tonight so we can twin then," Luke smiles. I nod and then turn around.
After a few minutes I figure they are all dressed and turn around. Of course I see them all shirtless. I find myself staring at Calum.
"You like what you see?" Calum starts thrusting
"I'll never get that image out of my head," I cringe. "It's been like 5 minutes how long does it take to change? It looks like all you did was take your shirts off," I groan.
"We changed our pants," Michael shrugs.
"From black skinny jeans to black skinny jeans?" I raise an eyebrow. They all nod. "Just put some shirts on."
They do as told and put their shirts on. Some random people walk into the room and start talking to them so I reach in my pocket for my phone but remember Ashton never gave it back to me. The people leave and I go over to Ashton.
"Hey Ashton, can you give it back to me?" I look him in the eyes.
"I'm guessing you mean your phone, but first you have to draw an angry face on this banana," he hands me a banana, "and attack the boys with it."
"Why would I-" I get cut off.
"Because, you have to. Now do it and I'll give you your phone," Ashton grabs my phone out of a nearby bag and waves it in my face. I roll my eyes and go find a sharpie. I draw a face on the banana and look around to plot my plan.
First, I will smack Michael's head with it. Second, I will hit Luke in the face with it. Lastly, I will chuck it as hard as I can at Calum. Time to start.
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"Hey! That's my thing!" Michael complains when I hit him with the banana. I shrug and go find Luke.
"Hi Luke," I hold the banana behind my back.
"Hi Shannon."
"So, I was thinking, you look hungry," I smirk smacking the banana in his face repeatedly.
"I thought Michael did that," Luke laughs.
"The least you could to was say ouch," I sigh.
"Okay-"
"Okay," I cut in. Aha.
"Okay then," Luke sighs, "ouch," He rolls his eyes. I smile and skip away to find Calum.
I look around the dressing room and don't see him anywhere. Eventually he walks out of the bathroom with his pants unzipped.
"Hey Calum, your fly is open," I shout from across the room. He looks down and starts pulling up the zipper when I chuck the banana at him.
"What the hell?" Calum picks up the banana. I start laughing uncontrollably as Calum stares at the banana. It's nice to be laughing so much considering why I'm here in the first place. I need to stop thinking about this ugh. My thoughts are interrupted by a scream of annoyance, "MICHAEL!"
"This time it wasn't me, it was Shannon," Michael points to me. I stare at Calum and crack a small smile.
"Michael, I'm going to get you back for ratting me out," I glare at him, ready to run.
Calum walks towards me slowly and pins me to the ground. I flip us over so I'm on top. I smile and then start tickling him.
"H-hey, I'm supposed to be tickling you," Calum laughs.
"Sucks for you," I smirk.
He sticks his finger in his mouth and puts his finger in my ear.
"Gross Calum!" I scream getting off of him and attempting to run to Ashton to help. Before I can get there Calum walks over to me and pins me against the wall.
"You didn't think you get away from me that easily, did you?" He laughs.
"Not like that, but like this," I sweep kick him and run over to the couch laughing. Calum stands up and runs over to me. He looks me in the eyes with a straight face.
"I'm sorry for putting my spit in your ear," Calum laughs.
"I will only accept your apology if you make Ashton give me my phone back," I say serious.
He nods and walks over to Ashton. They start talking and eventually Calum comes over and gives me my phone. I immediately go on Instagram and look for all of their accounts.
"Do you accept my apology?" Calum pouts scooting closer to me.
"Yes, I accept your apology," I laugh. Calum wraps his arms around me and pulls me in for a hug. He doesn't let go. I see the door open and a man walk in.
"Boys you need to come to the set in 2 minutes," He announces. All of them nod except for Calum because he is sucking the life out of me.
"Calum, you have to go to the set for what I am now guessing is a music video, let go of me please," I tell him.
"But I don't want to let go," He whines.
"Ashton," I sigh. "A little help here."
"Calum get off of her," Ashton says attempting to pry Calum off of me. He sighs, "If you let go of her then you can hold her hand for the walk over to the set."
"I never agreed to that," I say quickly and turn to see Calum pouting, "but if it will get Calum off of me so I can breath properly then fine."
Calum lets go of me and we both stand up. He grabs my hand and we all walk out the door. We get to the set and I drop Calum's hand and a bunch of people walk over to the boys and start applying makeup to their faces while I stand there awkwardly. The crowd of makeup people move and stare at me.
"Excuse me, but who are you?" One of them asks looking me up and down.
"I'm Ashton's cousin, Shannon," I explain. They all turn to Ashton and he nods.
"You can sit over there for now," The man from earlier points to a couch. "Feel free to have something to eat too," He motions to a table of food. I smile, probably very creepily and run over there.
So much food, god bless.
*Later that night*
We arrive back at the house at around 11pm.
"I'm gonna go change!" I yell running up to my room.
I change into some gray sweatpants and then when I take my shirt off the door swings open. I scream and pick my shirt up off the ground and hold it over my chest.
"Nice bra," Calum laughs staring at me. "Anyway, do you want any ice cream?"
"Of course I do. NOW USE THE FUNCTION OF A DOOR AND EXIT MY ROOM!" I scream.
Calum puts his hands up in surrender trying not to laugh and walks out. I toss on a sports bra and a cut off shirt and then run down stairs.
"Hey training bra," Calum smiles.
"It wasn't even a training bra," I mutter sitting down next to him. The rest of the boys don't seem to notice. He hands me a bowl of ice cream and I feel my stomach growl at the sight.
Cookies and cream.
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(A/N):
Sorry for the crap ending I didn't know what to do. Actually, it was all crap so I'm really sorry. Hope you enjoyed though. Please vote and comment!
~Jolie <3
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