5 Seconds of Imagines

So I have had heaps of people request this and if you have any suggestions to where you want it to go then let me know and I may consider it. I have a vague idea of what I want to happen so yeah :) I hope you enjoy this :) - Taylor

Sorry for having to repost it

PART ONE

PART TWO

PART FOUR

PART FIVE

Y/N’s POV:

“Y/N? Y/N? Y/N, wake up, what are you doing here?” I heard my mother’s voice. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. My eyes and heart stinging at the beginning of a new day.

“Y/N, what happened? Why were you crying?” She asked sitting down next to me. Memories of last night or rather early this morning came flooding back.

I started to tear up again, “Mum, h- he cheated on me.” She paused.

“Are you sure, honey? That doesn’t sound like something that Luke would do.” She frowned in concentration.

“That’s what I thought but he called me around 3 this morning and told me that he was bringing this new girl home with him and that I should pack up my stuff and leave.” She sighed looking at her watch.

“Ok, honey, now I have to get to work but if you need anything call me. We’ll get to the bottom of this tonight, ok? I’ll see you soon.” She said getting off the couch and grabbing her handbag.

She left. That’s ok, I understand. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be alone today or if I wanted to invite some friends over. I chose to be alone. I just don’t understand how he could do this to me. After all we had been through. I lied back down on the couch, rolled over and went back to sleep.

His POV:

It was around 12am and Y/N still hadn’t answered her phone. I have called, messaged, emailed and done everything in my power to contact her but nothing. Of course, I don’t blame her, that was a pretty horrible thing for me to do. I sat on the couch deciding that I would try again tomorrow and just as I was drifting to sleep, my phone buzzed next to me. Without looking at the caller ID, I picked it up.

“Y/N?” I yelled at the person on the other end. Probably not the greatest start if that was her.

“No, not Y/N, her mother.” She sounded sad on the other end. Her mother was calling me, that could only mean that she actually packed up her stuff and left our house and went to her parents. Oh no, oh god, what have I done?

“Mrs Y/L/N, please hear me ou-” I began to speak but she cut me off.

“No, Luke, you hurt Y/N, I just wanted to call and tell you to leave her alone and don’t try and contact her. She has to move on the same way you have.” She said quickly.

“Bu-“ Again, she interrupted me, “No, Luke, leave her alone,” there was a pause on the other end of the line, “how could you?” and she hung up.

And with that, my world came crumbling down.

Ok, this what you have all been waiting for :) It’s time… for part four!!! Thank very much for requesting :) - Taylor

Sorry for having to repost it

PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FIVE

Y/N’s POV:

I woke up from my nap and decided to head to McDonalds to get some lunch or afternoon tea considering it was 2pm. I tuned into the radio when the radio presenter said, “Y/N Y/L/N, if you are listening, Luke has asked us to tell you that it was just a prank on Radio One that went completely wrong. If you are listening, Y/N, this is the clip just before he called you.” I pulled over filled with anger, embarrassment and relief. He was such a dick head for doing that.

The clip began to play, “Okay, so Y/N Y/L/N, let me think, you have to tell her that you have met someone new and are bringing her home with you. She has to pack up her stuff and leave because you are bringing your new girlfriend home. Ok?” I heard Nick Grimshaw say. “Oh my god. If I do this, I want you to know that you will be the reason she will hate me forever, if she leaves me, I will cut off your dick.” Luke replied, obviously worried.

How could I have been so stupid, of course Luke wouldn’t do that to you. He wasn’t that kind of person. After realising that I had distanced myself from him for no reason, I decided to finally turn my phone back on

17 Missed Calls from Ashton

1 Text Message from Ashton

12 Missed Calls from Michael

1 Text Message from Michael

15 Missed Calls from Calum

1 Text Message from Calum

46 Missed Calls from Luke

25 Text Messages from Luke

Oh my god. He called me 46 separate times and messaged me 25 times. Oh my god, he must be freaking out. I still couldn’t believe that he did this to me. That was when I decided to get my revenge.

Ok, so here it is. Sorry about the wait. I suddenly got a social life for a few days :/ - Taylor

Also, the message has been deleted but it was basically a request for Ashton to be in an accident and he is in a coma and the doctors don’t think that he will make it so they give you his belongings and there is a velvet box with a ring in it… blah blah blah. It’s gonna be cute :)

Sorry for having to repost it

PART TWO

He was late. Did he stand me up? He had never been late before, maybe he was caught up in the studio. He probably was so tired after a day of recording and song writing that he went straight home and took a nap. That’s ok, I understand. It was getting late anyway so even if he did come eventually I wouldn’t want to go out. I decided to go to sleep, I’ve waited long enough.

My mobile phone started to ring. I rolled over to look at the clock. 2:57am. I picked up the phone without looking at the Caller ID.

“Hello?” I said sleepily.

“Y/N? It’s Anne-Marie.” Ashton’s mum? Why was she calling me?

“It’s Ashton, he was in an accident. Come to the hospital and I’ll explain when you get here.” She sounded like she had just composed herself. Of course, I just crumbled when she said those words. I threw some clothes on and ran out to my car and sped to the hospital.

“Hi, what room is Ashton Irwin in?” I shouted before I reached the desk,

“396. Up that way.” She said pointing towards her left. I ran down the corridor as Anne-Marie stepped out of the room. She must have heard me shout at the receptionist. Oops.

“Y/N,” she said as I stepped into the room and say Ashton lying on the bed with all of these wires attached to him, “he’s in a coma.”

“What?” I couldn’t believe that this happened.

“He’s in a coma.” She said as she broke down into tears again. I was speechless but she read my mind.

“He was driving somewhere and a drunk driver ran a red light. They,” she paused, “don’t think he’ll wake up.” I broke down into tears. How could something so bad happen to someone so bad?

*3 Weeks Later*

I was visiting Ashton for the second time today. I couldn’t let him go. This time Anne-Marie wasn’t there. The doctor was checking his charts and recording some of Ashton’s results.

“Y/N. I’m glad you’re here. I am so sorry to say this again but he will probably not wake up. So we wanted you to have the belongings that he had on him when the accident happened.” He handed me a plastic zip-lock bag with everything that Ashton had on him. In the bag was his phone, his wallet, his car keys, a necklace that I gave him for our first anniversary and a velvet box. I recognised everything except for the box. I dug through the bag, put the necklace on as tears, once again, began to roll down my cheeks. I picked up the velvet box and saw the most beautiful engagement ring. For someone whose heart was shattered from her boyfriend’s accident, some how those shards happened to shatter again. We would have been happy, we would have been together forever.

I broke down next to him. I was lying across his body for hours and hours crying like I had never cried before. Anne-Marie had come and gone, when she was here she picked up the box and looked at, cried with me and then left for a meeting. I had never thought that something could be taken away from me so quickly. We would have been happy. Again, tears flowed, how did I have so much water in me? This is just ridiculous.

Ashton started to stir but I didn’t realise.

“Hey.” It was just in my head, he wasn’t going to wake up, he was never going to wake up.

“Y/N?” Again, I ignored him.

“Yes. Ashton, I know you can’t hear me. Yes. I would love to marry you.” I choked out for the first time. My mouth was dry because all of the water in my body was leaking out of my eyes.

“Really?” Ok, that actually sounded like that came from him. I looked up at his face and saw his eyes open and a smile on his face.

“Ashton?” he woke up?

“Y/N. I can’t believe you said yes.” He smiled, still not moving his body.

“You can’t believe I said yes? I can’t believe you woke up. I need to get your doctor.” I ran to the door.

Hey guys. So after months of being inactive, I have decided to leave this tumblr. It was fun while it lasted but I'm moving on. Hopefully the others will become more active again but anyway. I'm done with writing this stuff. Sorry to anyone that may be disappointed which would be none of you but anyway. Bye bye x :)

Sorry this took so long. Also sorry to all the people waiting for your requests to be done :) So I made this a typical friend zone thing because who doesn't like those? - Taylor

The day Calum told me he was coming back from tour, I was nervous. He had been my best friend for years and the day before he left was the day that I was finally going to tell him my feelings for him. Unfortunately things got in the way and he left without knowing. We spoke on the phone but it was never the right time to tell him. This was mainly because all he spoke about was his hook ups and banding, as they call it. I slowly tried to distance myself but, unfortunately, Calum wanted to meet up the moment he got home.

"Y/N!" I hear Calum call as he walks into the house.

"How the hell did you get in?" I laugh as I run towards the front door. He opens his arms for me and I run into them.

"You gave me a key remember?" Oh yeah the day I was going to tell you I loved you.

"Right.." I step back from him, "so what's the plan?" I turn around walk towards the living room.

"I brought lots of beer, so a drunk night in?" He replied as he followed me.

I nodded as we sat down on the couch. Multiple drinks later and we are out of our minds.

"So, Y/N, what about you on the dating front? Anyone you're interested in?" Calum slurred.

"Nope." I giggle.

"Oh, come on. There's gotta be someone." He pleads, giving me his best puppy dog eyes. I avoid his eyes and look away but continue to giggle out of intoxication.

"There is! Tell me who it is! Please I'm your best friend!" Calum moves his face so it's directly in front of mine.

"No. I don't want to tell you." I said as I get up and stumble to the other couch.

"Come on. Tell me! If I guess will you tell me?" He asked hopefully.

"I guess so." I mumbled but he unfortunately heard me.

"Yes! Josh?" I shake my head.

"Ryan?"

"What? No!"

"Ashton?" I shake my head.

"Michael?" I shake my head.

"Luke?" I shake my head.

"Me?" He laughs and stay still and silent. His laughter wavers as he sees me remain silent.

"What?"

"What?" I say quickly, sobering up, "Oh sorry, I was meant to shake my head."

"Oh. For a second there I thought you - never mind." Calum turns his head and gets up.

"Well," he scratches the back of his head, "I think I'm gonna go. I'm just gonna walk." He picks up his jacket and walks towards the front door.

"Wait, Calum, I thought we were having fun." I run to catch up with him.

"We were. It's just - I should go. See you later, Y/N."

"Wait, what did I do wrong?"

"I thought you liked me for a second there." He turned and opened the door and mumbled, "I thought you finally liked me back." He may have mumbled it but I heard it, even through my intoxication.

"You - you like me?" He grab him before he has time to get out the door.

"Yeah, I mean -"

"But what about all those girls you hooked up with on tour?" I said, not fully understanding the situation.

"Well Ashton gave me some shitting advice about how to get your attention and he said to make you jealous. But you didn't seem to really react to it the way I had hoped."

"React the way you had hoped? The moment I hung up, I would spend the next few hours crying and convincing myself further that you would never notice me in that way."

"Wait, so you do like me?"

"Of course, you're Calum fucking Hood." I laugh as he pulls me into a hug.

"Those weren't the words that I always imagined you saying but that will do." He rests his forehead on mine and looks into my eyes. Finally our lips meet and sparks fly. Sure I had kissed people before but this? This was different, it just felt right.

We pulled away to catch our breath but still remained close to one another.

"So, Y/N, can we officially go on a date?" He steps back inside and closes the door.

"That depends, are we going to finish our drunk night in?"

"Yes."

Sure :) also. if someone cheats on you, leave them. they aren't worth your time. - Taylor

Dragging my feet up to the front door, I silently opened it and put my stuff down. Work had been shit so I walked slowly up the stairs and noticed the bedroom door slightly ajar. I hear moaning on the other side and my stomach drops. I would have thought it was just him but I heard both him and Rachel (I assume by his moans) moaning. I push the door open and see him hovering above the girl. I thought I would have broken down in tears when I saw the sight in front of me but I did the opposite.

"Get out." I say, my voice surprisingly stern.

Calum whips his head around at the sound of my voice and immediately pulls out and runs to me. I step back and hold my hand up, keeping eye contact with him. He sees the seriousness in my face and turns to see Rachel running around collecting her clothes and hurrying to put them on. She runs past me and down the stairs, shortly after I hear the door slam.

"Get out." I say again, still keeping my distance from Calum.

"She's gone babe." Calum takes a step towards me and I take another step back.

"I know. I'm talking to you." I remain calm.

"Babe, don't do this. She meant nothing. I don't know what I was thinking. I don't deserve you and you don't deserve this -" He tries to explain but I cut him off.

"No, I don't deserve this! You know what Calum, I'm not sad, I'm furious! You kissed me with that mouth this morning! You told me loved you! How long has this been going on?" I take long strides towards him as he cowers back.

"This is only the one time." He whispers, avoiding eye contact.

"Bull shit! Don't you fucking lie to me! How long has this been going on for?" My anger taking over.

"A month." He says although I almost miss it. Almost. Out of the nine months that we had been together. One month of that was a lie. Hell, it was probably all a lie.

"Get out." I repeat for the third time tonight.

"I don't want to leave." He says as he stares at the floor.

"I don't care what you want to do. You made the mistake. You fucked up. You leave. I don't want to see you again. I don't care where you go or what you do. Just leave." I step back from him so that he can get around me to grab his stuff. He quickly walked around the room grabbing the essentials and stuffing them into a backpack, slowly dressing himself as he goes.

"Umm... look Y/N, I'm really sorry." He whispers at the door.

"I don't care. You fucked up. Now get out." I whisper back.

"I guess I'll be back tomorrow to pick up the rest of my stuff."