Lonely Avenue - A 5 Seconds of Summer Fanfic

Chapter 7

After catching a bus, we arrived at the door to Yasmin's mansion like home.

"Mum, I'm home," Yasmin called as we walked inside. I sniffed the air and the scent of freshly baked cookies filled my nostrils.

Yasmin lead me up the marble staircase, through marble corridors and into her bedroom. It didn't fit in with the rest of the house at all. The walls were lined with photos of her with Luke lots of other girls. She had several posters of Tom Daley, Chris Mears, One Direction and heaps of other fit, famous guys. The floor was covered in clothes and her bed wasn't made.

"Welcome to my humble abode," she said as she dumped her bag on the floor and flopped onto the bed.

I laughed and awkwardly put my bag down on a rare piece of floor that was not covered in clothes. I stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do. I'd never been to someone else's house before.

"Come sit," Yasmin padded the bed beside her. "Want some sherbet?"

I nodded. I had a weak spot for sherbet. She produced a sherbet stick from God knows where and cut it open.

"You're really quiet. Are you okay?" she asked as she poured sherbet into my cupped hands.

"I'm jlust an bit of dan lawkward gerson."

"What?"

I cleared my throat. "I'm just a little bit of an awkward person."

"But you're not like this when you're with Calum..." she trailed off.

"Calum's different," I answered, licking the sherbet from my hands.

"Ohhh, you mean like different different?"

I raised a single eyebrow. "What's the difference between different and different different?"

"Oh you know. Different is just different whereas different different is like... different different. You know?"

"I don't actually," I laughed.

"Just forget about it," she chuckled. The she stopped. Her face suddenly solemn. "Have you ever wondered what it's like to snort sherbet?"

Before I could reply, Yasmin put her nose down to the pile of sherbet and breathed in deeply. A sour expression replaced her previously jovial one.

"Word of warning. Never snort sherbet," she coughed.

"What's it like?" I enquired, curious.

"My nose feel itchy."

We both laughed. Then it got to the point where we were no longer laughing at the sherbet but were indeed just laughing and couldn't stop. Needless to say, none of the science assignment was done that afternoon.

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"How you doin?" Calum said, slipping his arm around me.

"That was a horrid impersonation of Joey Tribbiani," I said looking up at him.

"Excuse me, that was an excellent impersonation," he complained.

"I wouldn't be too sure."

"I can never impress you with my skills can I?" Calum asked.

"It would help if you actually had skills you could impress me with."

"Am I ever going to win with you?"

"Nope," I said, popping the p.

Calum laughed. "What do you have next?"

"I have double geography. How bout you?"

"History and then guidance. Both pretty useless. Hey, wanna jig with me?"

I stopped in my tracks. "You want me to jig? As in jig school?"

"Yeah."

"No way. No. No. No."

"Aww, come on Hazel Francessca. What about all that carpe diem stuff. Please just this once? I promise if we get caught you can just say that I lured you into my white van with candy."

I laughed. "Urgh.. Alright. But just this once Mr Hood!"

He smiled. "Great. I know exactly where to go."

He slipped his hand into mine and off we went, on our big adventure. 

A/N: Okay guys, it's a short chapter, I know, but it's all I could manage! So busy lately! It's a bit of a boring chapter now, a bit of a filler if you know what I mean. I'll try and write some more this week but I can't promise anything. But in about a week and a half I should be updating quite regularly for a while and I promise they'll be longish. Thank you also to everyone that has read my work. It really means a lot. So yeah, you know the drill. Tell me what you did and didn't like down there in the comments.