You're in gym class with the boys and from the get go you're all annoying each other and trying to get each other to laugh. Michael keep standing in front of you because he knows how short you are and how you can't see past him during demonstrations so you start silently yelling at him, but the teacher hears and gives you both a warning, the first of three. The boys are like "ohhhhh (y/n) got a warningggg", so to retaliate you start poking Calum relentlessly because he's very ticklish, this results in a second warning, and a first for Calum (who was trying to convince your teacher he was the victim in the situation). By the end of the class you all had your three warnings. Michael got two warnings because he refused to stand anywhere but in front of you. And Calum, Ashton and Luke were found in a huge pile on, all arguing over who got the one tennis racket that wasn't old and broken, the one tennis racket that was new and very popular amongst the five if you. And you were given your last warning for being found at the bottom of said pile on, clutching onto that tennis racket for dear life.
You were put in detention and made talk to the principal. At the end of the day, you were all sat outside the principals office when Liz came to collect you. The five of you hung your heads, avoiding her glare. Liz was like a mum to you all, just like Anne Marie, Karen, Joy or your mum. The school knew you were all inseparable and it wasn't a rare occurrence for you to be in detention or having one of your mum's called in.
But they all consider you a sister and you consider them a brother and you're all one big happy family and Liz stops for McDonald's on the way home because she loves you too much to be mad and laughs at why you were all in trouble. And it's all so HAPPY AND IDEALISTIC AND WHY CANT THIS BE REAL???
It wasn't unusual for you to be awake at three in the morning. You've been falling asleep at around 5am as of late. But these nights weren't spent binging shows or watching random YouTube videos. They were spent lying in bed, thinking, thinking, thinking. Feeling like you're drowning in your thoughts.
Tonight had been harder, your fingers itching to call your boyfriend. Luke had been on tour for three months now and you missed him so much your stomach hurt when you thought about him. Of course, with Luke being gone, you missed him every day, Skype calls not exactly filling that that void. But tonight, you just needed him to hold you close.
So, you caved, and clicked on Luke's name, which was paired with a picture of you and him sleeping, a picture that Michael took on your phone the last time you all hung out.
He picked up almost immediately, which made you smile.
"Hey baby. Why are you up so late? Is everything okay?", he failed to hide the worry that laced his voice. In the background you could hear the boys laughing and yelling, most likely playing a video game of some sorts. "Is that (y/n)?" "Hey (y/n)" you heard them yell, you missed your bestfriends.
You couldn't help but feel guilty about tearing him away from the fun. "It's nothing, I'll call you in the morning, get back to the boys", you said even though hearing his voice alone was enough to make your heart skip a beat.
But he wasn't having any of it.
"No, I've been living in their pockets for months, plus, I really miss hearing your voice". You smiled at his words and laughed when you heard the boys holler at Luke's soppy side. You heard a door close and the boys' laugher was muffled.
"What's wrong?", he asked again.
You let out a sigh, contemplating whether to tell him, you didn't want to sound pathetic. "I just miss you". Your voice was thick and your heart hurt. Luke hated being away from you, he hated that he couldn't hold you, and he hated moments like these, when your pain was heavy and raw.
"I know. I miss you too". There wasn't anything anyone needed to say. There wasn't enough words that would comfort either one of you. So you just sat in silence. Countries apart. Listening to each others heavy breathing. You finally felt tired enough to sleep but you didn't want to hang up.
And then, as if Luke heard your thoughts, spoke up.
"Why don't you try and sleep. I'll go back and join the boys and it'll be like you're here, just napping on my shoulder". His voice was also thick, as if thinking if you napping on his shoulder was enough to make him fly back home.
"Okay", you smiled at how cute he was. You heard the voices getting louder and clearer, meaning Luke was now back with his friends. They each said goodnight to you and you told them you missed them.
You fell asleep to the sounds of them talking and laughing, the familiar pain in your heart ceasing.
My love, respect,adoration and admiration I have towards not only these four boys as human beings, but their insane musical talents, will never cease to take me off guard.
