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Forbidden's POV ~
I sat in my bed humming along to a 5SOS song that had started playing on the little radio in my hospital room.
She's a good girl, she's Daddy's favorite
Saves up for Harvard, she knows she'll make it
She's good at school, she's never truant
She can speak French, and I think she's fluent
Every night she studies hard in her room
At least that's what her parents assume
She sneaks out the window to be with her boyfriend
Here's what she told me the time that I caught her...
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught!
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught...
She's a good girl
Straight A student
She's into all that self-improvement
I swear she lives in the library
'Cause if you ask her she'll say,
"That's where you'll find me!"
But if you're looking, you won't find her there
She may know better but she just loves to swear..
In the back of the room, where nobody looks,
She'll be with her boyfriend.. she's not reading books
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
(Do, do do, do do, do do)
Good girls are bad girls and good girls are bad girls!
(Do, do do, do do, do do)
Good girls are bad girls and good girls are bad girls!
She's a good girl, hasn't been caught..
She's a good girl, hasn't been caught...
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
The irony of the lyrics in that song. So true, well, most of the time, I think, since I haven't been to a proper school since I was six.
Obviously.
"So you listen to our music sometimes?" A voice said at the entrance to the room, causing me to jump in surprise. I look over to see Ashton leaning against the door frame.
"Oh, it's just you. Yea, I do sometimes. Well, when I can." I blush a little as I confess this minor detail. He smiles and enters the room completely.
"That's good to hear. So, Luke's sister, huh?" He questions more then states. My face falls a bit.
"Yeah, all I really remember of him was when we were kids and that time when I snuck into one of your concerts." I chuckled lightly. "Your security isn't too good, by the way. But that day was probably was one the best days of my life." I murmured the last past as I started to revise the memory.
~
"Come on Chase! You're so slow!" I whisper yelled as we reached the back of the arena where 5 Seconds Of Summer are playing. The BEST band ever, actually.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. Calm down." He replied in his husky, soft voice. I smiled at him, my best friend, as I took a hair pin out of my hair and let it all fall out of the bun and into my face.
I placed the pin into the lock on the door and started the process. Push in, shake, turn, jimmey, pull out, softly push door. I repeated this again and again until the door softly creaked open. I peaked my eye in to see if anyone was in there and saw the break in.
Nothing.
Perfect.
I pushed the door open completely and entered quietly, Chase following in suit. Instantly, we are blasted by the loud sounds of their music. I shut the door behind us quickly and locking it before rushing into the crowd at the front of the stage.
I made it! I really made it into their concert! I smiled brightly and screamed along with the fans as they continued to sing Voodoo Doll perfectly. I stood there, right in the middle, in front of Luke, right in front of everything.
I don't even like you,
Why'd you want go and make me feel this way?
I don't understand what's happened,
I keep saying things I never said.
.
I can feel you watching
Even when you're nowhere to be seen,
I can feel you touching
Even when you're far away from me.
.
Suddenly, Luke stops singing and looks directly at me. At me. At me? At me!
HOLY CRAP HE'S STARING STRAIGHT AT ME!!!!!!
He reaches down, grabs my hand firmly, and yanks me onto stage.
He starts singing again, but tilts the mic towards me.
What? He wants me to sing? Oh god.
Though, it's a once in a lifetime thing, so, what the heck could happen?
.
Tell me where you've got your voodoo doll
cause I can't control myself,
I don't want to stay, I want to run away,
but I'm trapped under your spell.
And it hurts in my head and my heart and my chest,
And I'm having trouble catching my breath.
.
Ohh Ohh
.
Won't you please stop loving me to death
.
I don't even see my friends no more
'Cause I keep hanging out with you
I don't know how you kept me up all night
or how I got this tattoo
.
I can feel you watching
even when you're nowhere to be seen
I can feel you touching even
when you're far away from me
.
Tell me where you've got your
voodoo doll cause I can't control myself,
I don't want to stay, I want to run away,
but I'm trapped under your spell.
And it hurt in my head and my heart and my chest,
And I'm having trouble catching my breath.
.
He stops again.
"I've tortured you enough, haven't I? You can go back down again." He said over the screams of the fans. I nodded and hopped off the stage. I reassumed my position by the fans as Luke continued the song again.
Throughout the whole concert, I was screaming 'LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKKE!!!!!!!!' and smiling my head off like a regular fan.
~time skip: after concert.~
"Chase, that was amazing!!!!" I exclaimed as we filed out of the arena with everyone else.
"I can tell, I've never seen you this jumpy or happy about anything in your life. You must really like this band, Forbs." He said as he jabbed me in my side.
"AND IT TOOK YOU THIS LONG TO NOTICE!!!!?!!" I half yelled, half laughed at him.
A permanent smile was plastered on my face and I felt as if my heart was going to explode from joy.
"Yes it did Forbs, now stop criticizing me so we can make it back to the slums in time before Bill and Alyssa check all the streets and homes for everyone." He practically dragged a pouting me all the way 'home'.
He put me in a home close the edge of the slums before kissing my forehead goodnight and walking away himself.
"Night." I whispered even though I knew he couldn't hear me for his way too far away.
~
Of course then I had been 15 and still had friends then, even though I had had a little bit of a crush on Chase, and still do till this day, but we had stopped talking after we started to grow apart.
Alyssa...
The person I believed to be my so-called mother.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts and focus again on Ashton.
"Ah, so you're back to earth, Forbidden. As I was trying to say, I remember you somehow, from that show." He pauses. "What city was it...?"
I shrugged, not remembering exactly where, but I'm guessing L.A. since I was able to travel from the arena to here.
"Yeah, those were good times..." I replied softly as a tired Luke, Michael, and Calum entered the room.
"Morning." The three unisoned before yawning simultaneously, throwing me into a fit of laughter for some reason.
"What?" Calum asked while softly rubbing his eyes and yawning.
Aww, cute.
"N-Nothing." I stuttered as I willed myself to stop laughing.
All it did was make me laugh harder.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
The only difference was that Michael was tickling me this time.
This caused Luke to join in.
"S-stop!" I laughed, trying to catch my breath.
Then comes Calum...
"Noooo!" I yell-whisper as Calum started his assault on my sides.
Oh Ashton better not join in if he wants to live.
Spoke too soon.
He's dead.
R.I.P: Ashton Irwin.
Just kidding.
Maybe.
He assaults my bare feet with all four boys, each having a funny wicked smile on their faces.
"ASHTONNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled loudly. Thank god these walls are soundproof.
"STOPP NOW YOU GUYS!!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs and finally they stopped with a twinkle of mischief in their eyes as I sat there, trying to catch my breath.
"Good Lord..." I smiled at them, nonetheless.
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