liar liar ➵ 5sos

7

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Niall aka Freddy

warning: double update

michael's pov

After that, the boys and I decided to go back to our homes and rest.

I couldn't stop thinking about the text..

Okay, let's try to get this straight(a/n: or gay lmao). N might be some crazy person who's crazy about me. Watching me and sending threatening texts maybe to just scare me and also to bring me down.

One thing's for sure is that it's not from the boys. We got that message all at once and none of us were even laughing.

What if it's from the Niall? What if Niall's ghost is haunting us? What if he's out to kill us? But why would he do that right? We're best friends.

Maybe I shouldn't be so paranoid about this. It's only been two messages. Nothing could get any worse.

I pushed the thoughts away and walked into the house.

I checked the time on the wall clock. 3.15pm.

Mum must've gone for baking class 15 mimutes ago. Which only leaves me and Marilyn, my sister at home.

I made a beeline to her room. (You know, just to check what's she's doing like the good brother I was) Followed by slowing opening her door without knocking. She was sitting on her swivel chair and playing some creepy game on the laptop with full focus. And the air-conditioner turned on since 3pm.

"Hey Lyn!" I surprised her, she winced and gave me an angry face. I walked in, closing the door behind me.

"Ugh fuck you Michael don't do that!"

I smirked when I saw she was wearing the hoodie that Ashton gave her. Being the awesome brother, I teased her.

"Aww, you're wearing the hoodie that Ashton gave you!" I teased as I pulled a chair and sat beside her. Taking my phone out and putting it on the table.

She glanced at the hoodie and then back at the screen. "Yeah I know."

Ashton and Marilyn were dating(a/n: *gags* bc straight) ever since the band started a few weeks later. But they decided to break it off when the tour started. Marilyn reasoned that she didn't believe in long distance relationship. Both of them were hurt of course.

But now that the tour's over, they're not even trying to get back together from what I can see.(a/n: thank god, ashton is calums)

"Still a straight A student(a/n: also a straight ass girl)?" I nudged her elbow.

She groaned, "Yesss."

A brief silence.

"So what's this?" I broke the silence, pointing to the game.

"It's called Five Nights At Freddy's 2. I'm just trying it out." She responded, not facing me.

"Can I play?"

"No, fuck off."

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No one can resist me. I ended up playing the game with Marilyn's help.

Basically, we're being hunted by really scary looking robots.

"Michael the music box, wind it up-quick!" She screamed, covering her face.

I clicked and hold the music box and waited for it be fully winded-up. "Done."

She slowly uncovered her face. "Okay wow, you haven't got any jumpscares yet."

I clicked the cameras one by one when I realized that one of the robots was missing.

"Fuck, one of them is missing."

If its not back to the room, its coming after us-which is really bad.

"Lyn its at the hallway and its getting closer!" I panicked, clicking the 'light' button to scare it away with lights shining at it.

"Just keep clicking that!"

Apparently that didn't work.

The robot jumped to the screen unexpectedly.

I winced.

"AHH!" Marilyn screamed, falling off her swivel chair. I laughed at her.

"You look so ugly when you're scared." I taunted.

"Excuse me, I am not a mirror." Marilyn sass-ed me, as she got up and sat at the swivel chair. I gasped.

She did not just sass me.

"What are you twelve?" I smirked at her. Good comeback Michael.

She eyed me and said,"Yeah, on a scale of one to ten." (a/n: slay)

Fuck.

I didn't know what to say. I opened my mouth to say something but I closed it back instantly.

"All hail Marilyn, the sass queen!" Marilyn smiled proudly.

I rolled my eyes.

My phone beeped. I looked at the screen and it flashed 'One New Text Message'. I slide my finger across the screen.

I can be your Freddy-N

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HAPPY (late) NINETEENTH BIRTHDAY TO THE WONDERFUL, TALENTED AND BEAUTIFUL DUDE MICHAEL CLIFFORD YOURE MY SUNSHINE AND I COULDNT BE MORE PROUD OF YOU AND THE BOYS ILYSM -tiara

okay the little author notes throughout this chapter is me, allaboutthegay so come after me if you don't like my opinions :-) -allaboutthegay