Like twenty of u wanted a part two so here ya goooo
Ashton (Age 17): That night you got home around four in the morning, and entering your house all you wanted to do was go up to your room and cry, and sleep.
But apparently fate was against you, because the second you walked in, you were greeted by the voices of your brother and his best friends. In the living room. Which you had to walk by to get to your room.
"Was that the door?" You hear Ashton ask, and take a breath.
You knew you wouldn't be able to avoid it for long, but you were hoping to avoid the confrontation until tomorrow.
"Y/N, oh my God, I'm so fucking sorry." Ashton said, the minute you walked in.
If it had been a different occasion you would have laughed over the fact that Luke mocked Ashton under his breath, going "don't fucking swear."
"I'm sure you are," You scoff, setting your bag on the ground, and tossing your keys into the bowl on the table.
"You don't understand, I tried sohard to be here--"
"Well, you didn't try hard enough!" You say, "It was my graduation, Ash, this isn't something you can take me out for the day, apologize, and expect me to be okay with it!"
"I know, I know, just let me explain!"
"I don't want to hear some lame ass excuse about how you couldn't come on time because of a last minute performance for the fans who are so much more important to you than me, but you'll just deny it saying that they hot you to where you were now! Remember the promise you made to me the night before you left for the Take Me Home tour? You promised you wouldn't let the fans be more important than family, you promised."
"Y/N... I..." He begins, but falters.
"And I know, I know I'm being selfish, but how about you? It's whatever, Ashton, its like everything else you've ever missed. I'll forgive you and we can proceed with our brother sister relationship that you think is as strong as it was when you left but its not. And its cook, because in a few months I'll be going to college and you won't have to worry."
The boys had exited the room somewhere in the middle of the rant, but Ashton stared at you, and despite everything you just said, pulled you into a hug. And that was the breaking point for you, and you just began to cry and couldn't stop.
You did end up forgiving Ashton, about a week later, after a long talk about everything that had happened. And you guys, you guys were okay, if not better than before.
Luke (Age 16):
That night, after the party was over, everyone had gone home, and you were almost at your house, you let yourself become upset.
"I can't believe he actually missed it," You say, shaking your head.
"C'mon, Y/N, you know he didn't want to, things just didn't work out." Your mom says, as you finally got back into your own house.
"But they never work out for me when it comes to Luke. He's missed so much! District championships for marching band, districts for sports, birthdays, concerts, everything! I'm graduating next year, and I wouldn't put it past him to miss that too!" You exclaim loudly, and upset.
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Fanfiction5 Seconds of Summer BSM preferences c: // Highest Ranks: currently #87 in bsm | 8.14.15 fanfic #99 | 11.07.14 humor #407 → started july 31, 2014 | finished february 28, 2016 → Sydnaynay Productions 2014 ©