5SOS Imagines

Calum: “please try to understand.. it’s not that I’m trying to hurt you.. I like you, I do..a lot.. but being relationship with me isn’t everything you think it’ll be.. I get busy, I lose track of time and forget to check my phone, I’m always leaving..”

THE BOY NEXT DOOR PT. 1 ..(ASHTON)

“MOVING DAY!!” you heard the exclamation waking you up from your not so great night sleep, but is it even considered a night sleep if you had just gone to bed about two hours ago? You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and looked at the time on your phone, one eye still closed and it read ‘7:00 AM’… “Who the hell is screaming at 7 am on a Saturday?” you ask yourself lazily making your way out of your bed towards the widow to see who was making so much noise. You spot a young girl jumping around outside of a car that parked outside of the house next door that you swore was going to stay empty.. it had been vacant for months now and nothing.. Well nothing till now.. You seemed to be mesmerized by the image from down below; you just couldn’t pry yourself from the window. Minutes past which seemed like hours to you because of how exhausted you were but in matter of seconds it was like life was shoved back into your body causing you to jump back from the window and somehow landing back under the covers. Your breath was quick and your eyes wide in shock…What did you just see? Were you imagining things or did that just really happen? There wasn’t just a new family moving in next door, there was a good looking guy and he had just caught you staring at his family during moving day, he smiled, and waved at you and you.. Well you, literally couldn’t even with what just happened. You had never had much guy attention.. Sometimes you thought you were invisible from the way they would just walk by you and here was this guy, who seems to have looked right into your soul by the way you reacted. A week goes by and you don’t see him again, you’re thankful cause what he caused your heart to do.. Yeah no thanks, you were not a fan. But that didn’t stop you from flashing back to that 30 seconds where he was staring at you, while you stared right back.. Watching his movement like it was something you’d never seen before in your life. It didn’t stop you from remembering The details that had been engraved into your brain like the way his hair swooped or the dimples that were so prominent when he smiled up at you, or even the patches of the leather jacket he wore… it was only 30 seconds but those thirty seconds were ruining your concentration like there was no tomorrow. It was now an entire week later and you just had to get out of the house, sitting there just made you think of it even more, so you called up your best friend and told them that you were going crazy being locked up at home and that you were coming over with some snacks. They agreed and you began to pack up a bunch of snacks into a tote bag and rushed to the door grabbing your car keys with one hand as the other opened the door. Before you could make it out the door you were met with a tall dark figure towering over you.. You slowly looked up realizing the images that you couldn’t get out of your head all week were now standing in front you. You stopped at the patch on his right arm, you blankly stared at it until you heard him say “it’s an eagle” and chuckle. You look up at his face as you came out of your trance, of course it was an eagle… you knew that, you weren’t an idiot.. You just couldn’t believe this was happening, you couldn’t believe he was standing at your front door and there was nowhere to hide this time. But all that came out of your mouth was “oh, haha yeah…” as you awkwardly tucked your hair behind your ear and avoiding eye contact. “so hey … uhm I moved in next door, and I saw you in the window last week and I just thought I’d come over and say hi.. Hey.. Or whatever” You force yourself to look up at his face as soon as you hear the quiver in his voice, he was nervous too… he looked like all those cocky guys that didn’t give you any time of day and here he was at your door with a quivering voice. He just didn’t stop surprising you. “ ..Hey” you say shyly and smile softly. With that he brings himself to ask you to hang out, you look down at your keys and remember that you have plans but then again, when will this ever happen again? You drop your bag behind the door and say “sure … what do you want to do?” you say as you invite him inside quickly typing out everything that’s going on hoping your best friend understands why you’re going to bail on them after you had just convinced them to hang out with you. You close the door behind you with your foot and you both make your way to the kitchen. He takes a seat at one of the stools surrounding the kitchen island. You look up from your phone and just stare at him, you brought in a strange guy into your home… you didn’t even know his name and just by looking at him the only thought that came to your mind was that this guy wreaked of trouble but you were so down to get in trouble if it meant spending time with him, he had you that intrigued. “My name is Ashton by the way…” “Oh, yeah … I forgot to ask.. I’m (y/n)” “Cute name …” You blush and thank him; you sat there and talked for some time.. in reality It didn’t seem like much but the clock said otherwise. It had become midnight which meant he had gone on for about 4 hours and you had no idea what about because your answers had become vague since you weren’t really listening, you had spent the entire time scanning and drowning in every detail that was him. You said your goodnights and you did that for every night for the next two weeks. You had gotten close to the person who once put a shock through your body at the mere sight of him. The butterflies we’re still there but they weren’t as scary anymore so when the weekend came around and he asked you to hang out that night, and there was no hesitation to answer yes anymore. But this night was different he had msgd you earlier and asked you to dress nicely that he had planned something special .. so you followed his request, and just like in his msg he was at your door by 8. And just like usual he was in all black and wearing his leather jacket, you had begun to question yourself what was with him and that jacket? Was it the only one he had? You were greeted with a “hey beautiful” as you locked eyes which through you off guard but you brushed passed it and giggled replying​ with a simple yet teasing “hey nerd” as you closed the door behind you and shoving your keys into your bag. You made your way to his cliche old school classic muscle car and as you stood at the door waiting for him to unlock it from inside as you got an extra dose of the butterflies as he smiled at you from within the car .. you knew tonight was going to be something special.. but you had no idea what you we’re in for and man oh man were you in for a huge surprise..

5 Seconds of Human

Mall Boy Dreams

Luke Triplets:

What if there were actually three of Luke? Yes as in Triplets..

The good boy that we get to see on posters and during interviews, the one that is stage trained and can basically do no wrong in the public’s eye. He would be known to us as “clean shaven” Luke, he is the one who appears in our fantasies as the romantic boyfriend who brings you flowers spontaneously and kisses you on the forehead then you nose and finally tilts your head slightly to softly place one on your lips. He would be the one you would have butterflies from just excitement in the thought of your parents meeting him. He’s the Non-problematic favorite out of the three and you would never even know it.

And then you have Bearded Luke which HI, HEY, HELLO we’ve been recently been thrown into a pull of its fully GOREGEOUS glory. Is that mysterious type that you can’t seem to wrap your finger around. He goes missing from all social media and any type of communication type that you could ever think of because he always “busy”. You can’t tell of he’s a fuck boy or not, When you’re out with him you would catch him mid glace at another girl..but when you were alone it would be so passionate and intense that you can’t help but fien his presence, his kisses, his touch. He’s the one we see on stage when it seems that his are an even brighter blue with even greater depth, the one on the red carpets that we see pictures of that seem to be staring into the deepest core of your soul. He’s that little bit of darkness in the back of your head that you don’t know why it’s there but you don’t want it to ever to go away.

Then there is Bad Boy Luke… we don’t get to see him much and if we do.. We don’t get to see him in his full wonder because bad boy Luke is also known as punk edit Luke which means he comes with bad ass ink that gets covered when he steps in for one of the other two. He’s the Luke you see coming out of bars, the one you catch on video slurring his words and having the funniest conversations with. He’s the one all the groupie and hook up rumors are about. BB Luke is the mischievous that people start twitter pages to ask if he looks high (which btw he is… you’re welcome, questioned answered). He is definitely the embodiment of that rock star IDGAF attitude, he lives for the moment and does everything he feels like as long as it makes him happy and doesn’t hurt anyone while not giving two shits what people think. This Luke makes you nervous, and he coming in contact   with your family basically drives you over the edge because you know they wouldn’t approve. But when it’s just you two at the end of the day you get to see a completely different side where he’s rough when you want him to be but soft and tender when you need him to be. You are so damn wrapped around his damn finger you can’t even when he’s not around and you get that sweet text in the middle of the night that practically makes you lose your shit. you know that even though that you feel this way as soon as he goes away with the other two for tour and all that crap that makes him bad boy Luke comes to surface again.

RUMORED 

With Calum being on the road for most of the year for the past few years rumors aren’t anything new. You hear new rumors about your boyfriend with a new girl every other week, most of the time its easy to look past because he tries to reassure you that you’re his girl and he wouldn’t want it any other way. It would be easier if he let the world know that he was taken, that YOU were his girl.. The girlfriend rumors you read would go away, the endless articles of him with a new girl in a new city. A lot of the time you wonder why you don’t just come out of the shadows, why don’t you step forward and let people know you exists.. Is he embarrassed of you? Do you not fit the mold of person they want him to be seen with? Are you just a side chick? Are you one of those girls ..are you his local girl? Luckily its one of those weekends that Calum promised you he would fly out and spend with you while they’re on a mini break from touring. This is your chance to ask him all those brooding questions that have just been marinating in your head since as long as you can think of.  

You’re so nervous  what’s going to happen when you confront him, You’ve done it before but you always get the same answer “it’s just not the right time babe, I promise the people that need to know about us know..our time will come.. Its only you, it will always only ever be you..now c'mon let’s do something fun to get this off your mind” with a kiss on the forehead and have the conversation pushed aside again.

 As you sit in your room finishing getting ready for the day you hear a noise at the door ,  you look out the bedroom  door , he’s early.. He places his bags down on the couches looks up at you and smiles from ear to ear and starts walking towards you.  You force a smile and welcome him with open arms because after all he is the guy you love with all your heart. “Hey babe, I missed you so much” he says with warmth in his voice as he hugs you tightly. “Hiya..” You say in a low voice  he knows its coming, he saw the magazine on the table open to the tabloid pictures of him and the mysterious girl he was just hoping to get some time before this conversation happened again. He regretfully asked “ what’s wrong y/n?” “Nothing.. I’m just glad you’re home but kinda sad since I know its only for a little bit” you reply lying between your teeth. Knowing you’re lying he asks “are you sure? Are you sure it’s not something else?.” .. “No.” You say it in a short temper sounding pitch. “So it has nothing to do with those magazines?!?” He asks just wanting to get this over with. “Well Calum how do you want me to feel when I see things like that?” You snark back  moving from your  bedroom doorway to the living room. He frustratedly  turns around and says “idk babe .. But from the many times that we’ve had this exact conversation I’d hope not like this.” “I don’t know what to tell you.. I just don’t get why you can’t avoid getting pictures taken with those girls..or tell the world we’re together, why is this so hard?!? ” you raise your voice as the conversation proceeds.

 "You know why y/n , please don’t start this again" he sits on the couch and places his hands on his face in disbelief that you’re doing this again. “No I really don’t.. And I don’t think you care that seeing these things hurts me… I love you Cal I do, but this is complete bull shit. I’m your girlfriend not your side piece.. Not your booty call, not your groupie.. YOUR GIRLFRIEND.. ” you rant on as he just sits there and takes it.  There’s a moment of scilence that is then broken by him getting up from the couch he was sitting on.He putts his back pack on and looks at you.. “I can’t do this.. I just can’t do this anymore, I love you I do. But I can’t keep having this same damn conversation every time I come back.. You know that those are for publicity.. Its good for my bad boy image or whatever.. You know that its not the right time to announce us because we have all these releases and it’ll just shadow them but you won’t accept that, you just can’t seem to accept that.. And its not like no one knows .. The guys and the team know .. People know. People have put two and two together! And another thing..” He pauses trying to hold back from completely unleashing his anger. “And another thing *points finger in your direction* I can’t believe you would doubt that I care.. Its another reason I just don’t think its time for us to come out  as a couple.. I don’t think they’re ready to see me with someone, I’m scared of the reaction the FAM is going to have and you know damn well I mean the fans.. I don’t know how they’ll be towards you and I can’t take it if I see them hating on you.. Don’t you get that?!? I care about you , I care about you more than a lot of things..more than me” he picks ups his bags and heads towards the door. You stand there frozen at all the words spewing out of him and you finally manage to speak “Cal..” You call for him with tears in your eyes because he’s never spoken to you like that and he looks back and says “if you can’t handle this its fine, its better if we just leave things here.. Maybe we’re better off as strangers” he turns back and puts his hand on the handle of the door leading to the outside world that usually doesn’t exist to you when he’s home. 

You run after him and you grab one of his bags handles and tug it towards you “calum don’t do this..” You plead to him in hopes he realizes this is a mistake. “ I can’t keep having this fucking conversation every time , I’m tired of it.. I’m just so tired of it” “Well I can’t help how I feel Calum.. Its not easy. I can’t help but think it should be me who has their arms wrapped around you, or the one who should be kissing your cheeks.. Calum I don’t want this to be it.. I don’t want to go back to being strangers” He turns around to look at you, he had to see if you were OK.. And yet he knew you weren’t from the tremble in you voice. He didn’t want this either but what else was he supposed to do? If he stayed you were going to keep seeing those pictures.. It was going to keep hurting you and that was the last thing he wanted. If he left yeah you would hurt for a while but you wouldn’t have to keep feeling like you did every time you saw a magazine that featured him.  He just looked at you .. No words were spoken for what seemed forever , you just stared at each other like you did when you first met. He moved in closer after a few minutes passed and he dropped his bags at the entrance.

That Kind of Guy