Good Girl: 5SOS Series Book One

They aren't the star athletes of the school. They aren't the highest placing students. And they definitely aren't the type of people who others would expect to be my friends.
I'm a good girl, straight-A, never has lied student. The boys of Five Seconds of Summer... are not so much like me. But, I'm intrigued by them. Especially the drummer.

Cover by Zireee


5. Chapter Four

Saturday is the day that Luke had asked my parents if I could go to their gig and help out again. I attend the band practice this morning, per my mother's insistence ("Tell those damn boys to find another house to practice at") and things are already weird. Luke is extremely cozy toward me today, which throws me off, slightly. Normally, he'll put his arms around me and I have acted closer with him than the others because, before that fateful morning last weekend, I had only actually ever spoken to Luke and Calum. Quite obviously, Ashton's been slipping into my radar, but mostly by the other boys relaying things that Ashton may or may not have said when I wasn't around, which is most of the time since I see three of the boys in school every day, but not Ashton. With these boys, though, you can never tell when they're joking or being serious. Especially when they're drunk, as I’ve found out.

If I'm thrown off and confused by Luke's behavior, Ashton is outright angry about it. And very vocal about his issues, constantly telling Luke that he’s not able to play his guitar with his arms around me, or that Luke can’t focus on singing well if he’s trying to chat me up the whole time. I'm unsure how much of last night he remembers, but I think that he knows that I know about his crush. More than anything, I think that he may be upset that I haven't said anything to him about it or told Luke to back off.

I look toward Kara (who was here when I got here, apparently uninvited) and Calum. Poor, poor Kara is pining after him, and she simple does not understand that it is not attractive of her to do this, but she likes him so much, she can't help herself. Calum is outright ignoring her.

Michael is the only person here prepped to practice (Calum was, but Kara constantly vying for his attention has made him distracted), which is something meaningful, because he's the one who we normally have to keep on track. I stand up, forcing Luke's arm to slide off of my shoulder. "Alright," I state, loud and angry. "You boys have a gig tonight, so you need to stop fooling around."

Luke begins to protest, "Liliana, we're fine."

"No," I simply say. "You, Luke, stop acting weird. Kara, leave Calum alone, and, Ashton, grow up and tell us what your problem is." I am met with blank stares, and a near hurtful glare from Kara, and then Ashton smiles, followed by Calum and Mikey. "What on God's green Earth are you idiots smiling about?" 

Ashton turns toward the rest of the boys and says, "Did we just find ourselves a manager?" 

Luke starts cheering as Calum screams, "Hell yeah!" 

Their manager? How on Earth could I be their manager? I am not fit to be in any sort of managerial position. "What the hell are you boys talking about?" 

Luke smiles at me and slings his arm over my shoulder as I have gotten so accustomed to him doing and begins to explain. "We, if you haven't been able to tell, are a slightly out of control bunch."

I snort, "Obviously." 

"We need someone who can help to control us. And while you can control Irwin just because he loves you- Ouch!" Calum yells as Ashton smacks the back of his head. 

"What he's trying to say," Ashton ends this three-part explanation, "is that you're kind of authoritative and very organized. We could use you managing things for us." 

I begin to smile. I had only ever had one job, which I had to quit because my parents thought that it was taking away from my school dedication. But this is something that I can very easily hide from them during the week and only actually have to leave the house for it on weekends. It could be perfect.

"Are you serious?" Kara bursts out, now showing outright anger on her face as well as the hurt she had previously been showing. "She just yells at everyone and you all love her, I don't get it!" Her voice cracks toward the end, and I know that she is about to cry, and she exits the garage in a hurry. 

"What the hell?" Mikey says, voicing aloud the confusion that the other boys were clearly feeling as well. 

I roll my eyes, "Girls get a bit more emotional than boys when being yelled at. I'll be back." I follow her out of the garage. 

Unsurprisingly, she's sitting right outside. Of course, she knew that I would be out here after her, which makes me thankful that I didn't say anything about her loving Calum when she left. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." 

She looks up at me, "I just don't understand why they all love you so much. You've got both Luke and Ashton falling at your feet. And, you're right, you know. Calum gets so annoyed by me. I just don't think I should change who I am for him to like me. I'm clingy and unstable, but I've also been crushing on him forever." 

I know how she feels and imagine about how Ashton feels the same way for me. Though, I think the boys play up his crush on me. I sigh as I tell her the really only thing that can help her, "They like me because it's not awkward for me to be around them. I'm not trying incredibly hard to be in on their crowd. If you just cool down a little bit, they'll like you a lot more. Calum is just a little freaked out, I think." 

She looks sad, still, and I know that I have it within me somewhere to be a better friend to her. After all, I've been focusing on the boys since we all started hanging out. I also know that her insecurities and clinginess come from her neglectful, and potentially abusive, parents.

Kara is constantly telling me about little things that her mother says or does to her. To others, they may not seem like a big deal. Honestly, at first, it didn’t seem like a big deal to me. But, early last year, I’d noticed that Kara always wears heavier makeup the few days after a fight with her mum, which started to concern me. I’d asked Kara once if her mum ever hits her, but she’d acted totally surprised by my question. I still think she’s lying.

"Listen to me, Kara. You are a beautiful and smart girl. If Calum can't appreciate who you are, then you don't need him. Find someone else who doesn't mind showing his emotions flat out and loves to be clingy, too."

She smiles at this and hugs me. I hold her as her crying quiets, and with my head leaned against the cement wall, I can overhear the boys’ conversation inside. Though I know I shouldn't listen, I've been feeling a bit rebellious lately, and close my eyes to enjoy the noise. 

"Dude, you're being a dick," Mikey's undeniable voice says, and I wonder who he's speaking to. 

My question is answered when Luke responds, "Dude. Irwin needs to stop playing with himself and talk to her. Or else I'm moving in. You all know that I’ve always thought she was something else, but I can tell she likes Irwin. He needs to man up."

"You don't have to be all over her, dude," Calum replies, while Ashton remains silent throughout this. I decide that I'm tired of dealing with this and stand myself and Kara up to reenter. 

"What's up, guys?" 


"Have you thought about being our manager, Lily?" Mikey asks me while we're in the band van. Before we left, they had insisted that I sat in the front, though I'm not sure if it's because they want me to say yes to being their manager, or because they want me to sit next to Ashton, who is driving. 

"I've been thinking about it," I say, a smile dancing on my lips. I’d already decided that I would most definitely be their manager. I think that without knowing it, the boys and I sort of need one another, in a strange way. While Kara has been my absolute best friend for nearly three years, and I have other friends in school, and even talked to Luke, Calum, and Mikey on occasion when I would visit to, as usual, tell them to keep the noise down, I still need them. But it wasn't until that day when all four of them were at Luke's house a week ago that I felt like I was a bit more complete than before. But, then again, maybe that's just Ashton.

I've been trying to tell myself that I don't really have a thing for him. We've been together only four times, and never talked outside of the group of the six of us, give or take Kara. It's honestly probably impossible for me to actually like him. But, I have finally admitted to myself- after about three hours of Kara insisting that I love him- that I am somewhat infatuated with him. I don't even know if I like him, and maybe I never will. But I find myself trying to figure out what it is that he likes and do things to try to get him to notice me in the subtlest way. And, honestly, I love it when I look at him only to see that he's already looking at me, which happens quite often. 

"Lily," Ashton says, briefly looking over at me before turning his eyes back to the road. "I'd really like it if you were our manager."

"Aweee, Ashy-poo!" I say, loudly, which turns his cheeks slightly red. "I decided that I most definitely want to be your manager! But, I'm not too sure what all goes into that," I admit. 

"Basically, you plan our shows, make sure we're on time, and come to our shows to make sure that we're not goofing around the entire time," Luke explains, and it doesn't sound too hard, and also gives me an idea that I may have to try out this evening, when I return home. 

Five Seconds of Summer is playing at the same venue they took me to last weekend, and the same lady is there to manage what goes on. "Hi, there again," she exclaims. I notice that she wears a name tag, unlike last week, that reads 'Barb'. 

"Hi, Barb! I'm Lily, since I don't think that I properly introduced myself before. This is Kara," I say, gesturing to my best friend who is awkwardly standing beside me. "Same set up as last week?" 

"You got it, hun," she says with a wink. "Thanks for the help." 

When we finish setting up, I make my way toward the front of the small crowd with Kara following closely behind me, excitement clearly filling her body in anticipation to watch the boys perform. She has wanted to ever since she first heard that Calum was in a band. "They're really good, especially when they're on stage," I say, smiling widely at her. 


We decide to stop at McDonald's once again on the way home, even though I expressed that I'm extremely tired and need to get to sleep to do my homework for Monday tomorrow morning. Unluckily, no one seems to care what I think. In all actuality, I plan to go home to try to find One Direction's manager's email address, so that I can send him an email about checking our boys out, since Louis has already expressed his personal interest in them.

I find myself seated in between Luke and Ashton, which is stranger for me now, after hearing their miniature fight over me this morning. While I'm feeling awkward, as well as Calum is, I think that Mikey is very much enjoying his spot beside Kara, but I also think I'm the only one paying enough attention to notice this and make a mental note to ask Kara what she thinks about him later. 

"Liliana," Calum says, causing me to snap out of my personal trance. "Have you thought about where you want to go on your date with Ashton?" 

I feel my cheeks get hot, and am unsure what to say for a few seconds, while everyone turns to face me. "Uh, no, I haven't. I didn't know if Ashton remembered that or not," I admit, slightly embarrassed. 

Calum chuckles, "Ashton could never be drunk enough to forget our very own Liliana agreeing to go on a date with him!" I turn my face toward Ashton, and smile a very small smile, almost as an apology that Calum continually decides to make his crush on me well-known to everyone. 

"I mean, wherever you'd want to go is fine with me," I say to him, feeling very strange.

"Lily, if you didn't mean to say yes or were under the influence or whatever, we don't have to go." I can tell that he's upset that I hadn't mentioned anything about it all day, and attribute that to his bad attitude this morning, seeing as I assumed he had forgotten. 

I smile at him, "I didn't have a single drop of alcohol last night, Ash. I want to go out on a date with you." As I say this, I ignore Luke's slight huff from the other side of me as I train my eyes on Ashton's smiling face. 

"So, would Friday be good for you? I can come pick you up at, like, 7, or something." I chuckle slightly at his nervousness, which is seriously adorable.

"7, or something, sounds good to me,” I say, turning to listen to Mikey attempting to talk to Kara. While Ashton has always been a bit more elusive towards me, with the two of us having only shared tiny intimate- if you could even call Ashton burying his head into my side last night intimate- moments since we met last week, Mikey is making it very obvious right now that he is interested. Mikey has known Kara for pretty much all of our lives, seeing as our school isn't exactly a large one, and everyone knows everyone there, but has never shown any interest in her. Then again, this is probably since everyone has always known that Kara has a huge thing for Calum.

I want to head straight inside when Ashton drops me and Luke off outside of our houses- not without giving my hand the slightest squeeze before I got out- but Luke has other plans. Instead of heading over toward his house, he follows me to mine, and suggests we go into my backyard. Nervously, I follow him. 

We lay on the hammock that my parents bought last year. It's very large and easily fits the two of us, my head at one end and his at the other, though, his feet are way above my head, due to his extreme tallness. "I'm kind of jealous, you know." 

I nod, even though he can't see my head. "I heard you all arguing this morning."

"I just sort of thought that we might be that couple our parents wanted us to be, you know? I've always had the littlest crush on you, and Mikey is the only one who ever knew, but I think Cal had an idea. When you decided to start hanging around with us, I was so excited. But you sort of made it clear that you have a thing for Ash." 

I feel sort of bad, because I wasn't expecting for Luke to like me until I had heard it this morning. "I'm sorry, Luke. If I had known sooner, maybe things could be different, but there's really just something about Ashton that I'm drawn to, almost. I can't really explain it, because I'm not even sure that I like him, you know?" 

"I just hope you're both happy. And if it's Ashton that makes you happy, then I want you and him to be together. I wish I could make you happy, but I'll get over it." 

I sigh, and grab his hand in mine, in the friendliest way possible, and we lay like that until nearly two in the morning, not talking, just listening to the sounds around us. And I think I've found my best friend. 

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