Submissive • 5sos

Chapter 10

It's been a whole week, and I haven't talked to anyone apart from Calum, Michael, Luke and Ashton. Ashton still remains cold, but I don't mind being in the presence of Michael,Luke and Ashton. They frequently go to 'meetings' during the day, and once or twice they've gone to an illegal underground fight. During both of these events I had to stay 'home'. I feel like such a kid, being told what to do and what not to do, where I can go and where I can't, but I can only show my frustration during my tears. I cry a lot at night, when I'm pretty much sure everyone is asleep. I cry for my lost freedom, my mother-I don't know why, my life before, but sometimes I just cry for no reason.
I never really went out anyone when I was living in my own flat, only to school, but I hadn't gone to school, I hadn't left the whole apartment, and I craved it. Sometimes it just got too much and I'd open a window just to breathe a little easier. I haven't needed my anxiety tablets, because nothing has happened for me to get anxious about.
I sit on the sofa now, alone. I think to what I'd be doing if I was at home, doing homework probably, studying for exams, but instead, I'm stuck in an apartment which has everything, television, computer consoles, books (I know what you're thinking, why would a gang be interested in books. Turns out Ashton is quite the reader) yet it doesn't contain the one thing I desire the most. Freedom.
This morning, Luke began to sense my discomfort about being stuck indoors,
"What's the matter?" He asked, I didn't realise I had been staring outside the window for a full 10 minutes. I didn't even know what I was thinking about.
"Oh nothing." I quickly said, flushing like I'd been caught doing something naughty. He raised one eyebrow at my simple answer, but didn't say anything about that,
"What do you do when we're gone?" He queried, again I blushed
"Watch TV, I played that shooting game once, but I kept getting killed." I said simply, laughing to make myself seem less suspicious. I actually went into the forbidden corridor once or twice, checking to see if the doors where locked, as usual, they were.
"I feel bad leaving you here, Ash says we can't risk you being seen though." Luke rushes, but I see him bite his tongue, what was he going to say?
I'm brought back to the present by the now familiar whir of the lift, resembling that they were back.
"We're going out!" Calum shouts, running into the flat, scanning the room excitedly, when he spots me he runs up to me and jumps up and down like a toddler,
"How are you in a gang?" Michael sighs, walking towards the kitchen, Calum just frowns,
"I'm good at selling the drugs." Calum says, like its the easiest thing to say in the world. I would dwell on this point but I'm too focused on the fact I'll be leaving this place, but to where?
"Where are we going?" I ask no one in particular, Luke pops up from no where and answers,
"We have a really important...client and he needs to see us with a girl, he thinks we're gay!" Luke says, horrified, I laugh a little, they do all live together so it is understandable. But even I can see they're all like brothers.
"Wear something fancy, we're leaving in an hour." Ashton says sharply, heading into his room to get changed, I presume.
"An hour!" I mutter, outraged, I haven't even showered yet!
"Don't wor-" I hear Luke say, I don't hear the rest because I'm running into my room. I feel happy now that every bedroom has an en suite, I don't have to share a bathroom in the morning.
I shower in record time, and decide to let my hair dry naturally, meaning it will curl, okay I say naturally but the hairdryer I found in my room speeded up the process.
I scan through my wardrobe, but I don't own anything extravagant, apart from the dress I left my parents in. I look through, and find it. It is really quite beautiful, it is a gorgeous cream colour, with a black ribbon tied across the back, exposing much of my back. The dress comes up to my mid-thigh, a bit too revealing but it was the only fancy thing I owned. Unless leggings counted as fancy, which unfortunately they don't. I have some black high heels that I bought for half price at some store that was closing down.
I looked at myself in the mirror, and knew something was missing, I gasped when I realised, my lucky necklace! I searched through my makeup bag (Luke had returned to my apartment to grab some...necessities) and found it. It had a real gold chain, and a love heart locket, the locket should be able to open, but I accidentally glued it shut one time, inside the locket was a tiny picture of me next to my mum when I was 5. I smile knowing that the picture was there. I searched in my makeup bag and found my foundation, mascara, eyeliner, and lipstick, I quickly applied all, and for once in my life, my eyeliner looked good. I thanked the heavens for my sudden ability to apply makeup, and checked myself out in the mirror one last time. When I looked I felt a wave of nostalgia and nausea. I tried to shake it off and walked slowly into the hall, hearing my heels make that clip clop sound after me.
I walked into the living room awkwardly, I knew all the boys were there - I had heard them before.
"Wow!" Calum says when he spots me walking into the living room, the rest of the boys turn to me and gape, it's probably a surprise for me to be dressed up, considering the last week I've sat in jogging bottoms and oversized t-shirts.
I have to say, they all look very smart as well. They're all wearing suits, each with different ties, apart from Calum, who insisted to wear a bow tie.
"You look...Amazing!" Luke mumbles, running a hand through his hair in embarrassment,
"Thanks," I answer quietly,
"Come on then." Ashton says between gritted teeth, leading us into the elevator. I'm so numb with the excitement of finally going outside I completely forget my fear of elevators, when we get to the bottom floor, I suddenly saw what looked like security guards walk behind us, when we reached the outside I practically stopped to stare at everything I once took for granted. I know I'm exaggerating a little bit, but that week of solitude was horrible. Luke notices me stop for a moment, and smiles as if he understands, I smile shyly and look down in embarrassment. We're ambled into a limousine, and the driver speeds off. I'm sitting in between Luke and Calum, next to Calum is a security guard, then Ashton, then Michael.
"Where are we going?" I whisper to Luke,
"We're going to some fancy restaurant, to meet our associate." Luke also whispers, it feels like we've only been in the car for 5 minutes when we're stopping again, and then all getting out. All of the people on the pavement walk in the opposite direction when they see us, I frown in confusion, then I realise that I'm currently with the most feared men in London, I stifle a laugh when I wonder what they'll think if they saw Calum attempting to make pancakes.
We enter the restaurant and I hold my breath in awe, it looks so modern and minimalist, yet so fancy. This is the sort of restaurant you would see David and Victoria Beckham sitting in. There are people playing a classical piece, I believe it's a Bach piece, Air on the g-string. It really is quite beautiful, just like this whole place.
Ashton leads us to where a nervous lady stands, she has blonde hair pulled into a tight bun, with natural makeup on. In the bright lights I can see she is sweating with nervousness.
"Reservations under Irwin please." He confidently states. She doesn't even bother checking the list, and leads us over to the table in the corner, away from the other guests,
"A-are you e-expecting 2 others?" she stutters. Ashton nods at her and she scurries off, leaving us with 7 menus. The security guard has sat at a table nearby and is reading a newspaper.
I hear a loud voice echo throughout the restaurant,
"Where are they? Where are 5 seconds of summer?" This is obviously their associate.