Ashton:
"Bye guys. We love you!" Ashton said, ending the video. You turned to your friend, and you both sighed contently.
"Why wasn't I born beautiful so that guys like Ashton could love me?" You asked your friend rhetorically, staring up at your bedroom ceiling.
"Why wasn't I born Australian?" She sighed. You turned back to your computer screen, and you logged onto your Twitter. The first thing that poped up was tweets from or about the boys. "They're retweeting a bunch of our tweets!" Your friend exclaimed, and you immediately decided to send a tweet to Ashton.
'@Ashton5SOS You are a beautiful person. Never change. I love you.'
You sat starring, and waiting for him to reply, retweet or favorite it. Anything. Just a sign that he had at least seen it. Your friend left shortly after, and you were left starring at the screen. Refresh. Wait. Refresh. Wait.
This went on for hours, and still nothing. You slowly shut off the computer when the horrible realisation came crashing down on you. You were nothing but a fan to them. Nothing less. Nothing more. Just a fan.
Calum:
"Pictures of you in a tight embrace with a mysterious girl have surfaced. What do you have to say about that? Are you two involved in any kind of relationship?" The interviewer asked me directly. The other boys nudged me as they saw how uncomfortable I was getting.
"Uhm, I haven't really seen these pictures?" I said, but it came out sounding more like a question. The interviewer smirked before the picture showed up on the screen behind him.
"Ring a bell?" He asked. I furrowed my eyebrows, trying to figure out if I knew this girl or not. And then I remembered.
"Oh, no you've got it all wrong, man." I started. "She's just a fan." I explained.
"Is that all there is to that?"
"Yeah. I don't even know her name."
Luke:
You loved him. Not like a typical fan kind of love. But you really loved him. You felt like you knew him. Like if the two of you met, you would fall in love instantly. You couldn't explain this to anyone, because they thought that they understood what you meant, when really, they didn't.
You sent him a tweet everyday, and hoped that he would one day see it. You fantasised about holding his hand, or having really deep conversations with him and staying up all night just talking. You wrote poems and songs, and drew pictures that nobody has ever seen or heard. You doodled his name in your math book when you were supposed to be working, and thought about how perfect life would be with him.
You were in love with Luke Hemmings, and it almost killed you everyday to think that to him, you were nothing but a fan.
Michael:
The arena was packed full of screaming girls, and you were one of them. There you were, front row at the 5SOS concert, singing your heart out just like everybody else.
It was the last song, and all the boys were sweating but didn't even seem tired. Michael's guitar solo that you loved so much in She Looked So Perfect came along, and you went crazy as he got to his knees right in front of you, showing off his mad guitar skills. Once he had gotten over that little moment, his eyes were wide open and they landed on you. Even though it only lasted for about a split second, you lost all logic and screamed in his face.
"I FUCKING LOVE YOU, MICHAEL CLIFFORD!" He visibly flinched, but smiled and nodded anyway before getting up. You always planned on saying something clever and witty when given the chance to meet one of the boys, but instead, you said the one thing that every girl says. And in that moment, you realised that you were just a fan to them. Michael wouldn't even remember your face when he woke up the next day.
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Hi guys ...
So its been a REALLY long time since I was last here. I'm back in school and things have been really hectic. The amount of homework that I get daily is just too crazy. So because of that, I haven't really had the time to write. And also because I have been sucked into The Maze Runner series. All that I have been doing in the past few weeks is school work and reading and obsessing over The Maze Runner.
But I'm back now!
Question of The Day: Who is your faveorite 5SOS member? (Its hard for me to pick a faveorite. It changes every week.)
Uh, please vote and comment. You don't really need to answer the "Question of The Day" thing, its just something that I'm going to start doing.
Study hard. Wear clean underwear. Stay away from men wearing ponchos.
Okay then. I'll stop being awkward now. This turned out to be longer than I expected.
Goodnight / Good afternoon / Good morning
xxx McRee
