My Kind Of Perfect

Chapter Eleven

"Can I go out now?" I ask from the other side of the door because my shithead of a brother locked me inside of my room. On my freaking birthday.

It's nearing 8:00 pm and as far as I can remember, Brian told me to be prepared by that time. I'm not really sure why.

Like what I said, I let my hair fall on my shoulders without any effort. I just put on some light make up so that I look presentable or something. I wore the outfit my parents gave me and they fit perfectly. There's nothing to prepare really.

I hear no response from either Travis or Darren after I asked the question.

Right. Brian ordered them not to talk to me.

I took my phone from my bed where it was sitting the whole time. I entered my passcode and located the twitter icon. I opened it and tweeted.

"Prepared for something I don't know"

After I tweeted, I opened my notifications to see if anyone remembered me on my birthday. Or someone followed me, or retweeted or any other shit that notify you on twitter. You know that.

I received about numerous birthday greetings and I favorited each of them. I just tweeted a general thank you instead of thanking them individually.

As I was scrolling, I was surprised to receive a notfication from the people I wanted to greet me since forever.

"Heard it was your birthday. So we decided to spare some time and greet you. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! We love you lots! x"

And there was a picture attached to it. It was from the band account of 5 Seconds of Summer. In this picture, I see the 4 guys that make my knees weak. They were surrounded with balloons and confetti, each have a party hat, Luke was holding the cake and Ash, Mike and Cal were each holding a gift.

I was in shock because I didn't think this was possible. It seemed like forever to ask for a follow from them or just a notice from them. This may be a prank from Brian. I better not freak out first.

I tapped on their icon and see if the account is verified.

And it is verified. There's also a 'follows you' labeled next to their username. Oh shit.

Okay. Uhm wait. What do I do. Uhm. This is freaking me out. Well in a good way. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Shit. I'm gonna call Syd. But wait I must respond to them first. What if I'm too late? Yes, of course I am. They sent this 10 hours ago. But still, what if they're online. I'm not taking any risks!

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" I scream. I just can't contain the happiness I feel inside. The feels, bitches. The feels.

Then my bedroom door slammed open, revealing a frightened Brian Vohndue. "What the fuckery is happening in here?" he spoke.

My mouth opened, then closed. I stare at Brian then back at my phone. I was fanning myself because I might pass out in this very moment. "They followed me!" I shout in his face.

"Wow. Congratulations. You can fangirl later. Now we need to go dowstairs." he broke the moment. He broke my moment. I'm gonna kill him. But nevermind.

He stopped me as I was about to pass through the door. "Wear this first." he ordered me to wear the bandana he was holding and use it as a blindfold.

I muttered a fine before wearing the freaking bandana.

"Just don't let go. Let me lead the way." the voice was now different but I didn't mind it. I'm sure this was my brother's plan and so I trust him.

I'm not really sure if we passed through the door and- ouch. What the fuck.

"Shit. I'm sorry." the guy spoke.