5 Seconds of Summer Preferences
Luke laid silently, his fingertips running along Y/Nâs spin as she slept. He knew this was wrong, but he was being selfish for the first time in his life, he wasnât letting go, he didnât want to let go. And still, Luke held onto Y/N, the sun starting to filter in through the curtains, and he didnât want to let this moment go.
Y/N moved slowly, waking up as the sun warmed her naked back, her arm and leg thrown over Lukeâs body. Opening her eyes slowly, she first saw Lukeâs jaw as he stared up at the ceiling.
âMorning.â Y/N whispered.
âMorning.â Luke looked at Y/N as she smiled.
âHow long have you been awake?â Y/N asked, moving her fingertips to trace Lukeâs jaw.
âNot too long.â Luke moved in a little closer. âI figured you would have to leave soon anyway.â
âWhatâs the time?â Y/N sat up quickly, the sheet falling to her waist. âShit, I have to go.â
Luke watched as Y/N moved around the hotel room quickly, putting her clothes back on, picking up what was hers. Luke didnât move, he just sat there as Y/N moved in and out of the bathroom.
âHey, whatâs wrong?â Y/N moved to sit in front of Luke, leaning in to kiss him.
âNothing.â Luke moved his head to the side, causing Y/Nâs lips to touch his cheek.
âLuke⊠are you alright?â Y/N sat back, looking confused.
âJustâŠâ Luke looked into Y/Nâs eyes and decided then he was going to be selfish. âWhy donât you stay?â
âYou know why I cant.â Y/N moved her hands to cup Lukeâs face.
âDo you even love him?â Luke asked. âI mean every chance you get, youâre with me.â
âLukeâŠâ Y/N struggled to find words.
âStay, Y/N. Stay and be with me.â Luke moved forward.
Y/N heard her phone ringing then, both of them knowing who it was, even as they both looked at the screen on the bed side table. Y/Nâs boyfriends name lit the screen, and this was where Y/N had to decide.
  Calum stared at his phone, his fingers hovering over the screen, not knowing what to say. Y/N had texted him, and usually he would reply within a second, but now he didnât want that anymore. He wanted more from her. He wanted Y/N completely.
Not wanting to have this conversation through texts, opting to call Y/N, who picked up after the third ring.
âHey Cal. Whatcha doing?â Y/Nâs voice asked through the phone.
âHey, I was wondering if you wanted to come meet me for coffee.â Calum looked down at the table in front of him.
âWell, why donât you just come meet me at my place? We can have coffee here.â Y/N giggled suggestively.
âWhy canât you just come out with me? Have coffee, maybe get some lunch-â
âCal, you know we canât do that.â Y/N whispered through the phone.
âWhy? Because Iâm just some guy youâre hooking up with?â Calum asked.
âCalumâŠâ Y/N sighed.
âBecause you already have a boyfriend and Iâm just something you call when youâre lonely or he left you?â Calum raised his voice.
âCal please.â Y/N spoke.
âNo Y/N, Iâm done with this.â Calum stood.
âIâm done with whatever this is. You have to choose. You can either stay with your boyfriend or you can meet me for coffee and be done with him.â Calum spoke.
âSo thatâs it?â Y/N asked. âYou or him?â
âYep thatâs it.â Calum nodded. âI hope to see you soon.â
Calum hung up before Y/N could say anything. Instead he got ready, hopefully to meet Y/N for coffee.
      Michael stood in front of Y/N, his arms wrapped tightly around her body as she laughed at something he had said. He loved hearing her laugh, he loved it more when Y/N was in his arms laughing.
âMichael I have to go.â Y/N tried to push him off of her.
âCome on. Itâs only us here.â Michaelâs lips moved across her neck.
âI canât.â She giggled. âI canât be late.â
âWho cares?â Michael slowly walked Y/N backwards, her back hitting the wall. âYouâll have so much more fun if youâre with me.â
âCome on,â Y/N whispered, Michaelâs lips moving up her neck. âI have to meet him in half an hour.â
âJust stay.â Michaelâs lips brushed against Y/Nâs. âI can be so much better than that idiot. He doesnât even know how to satisfy you.â
Y/Nâs breath caught in her throat as Michaelâs fingers slipped into the front of her panties. Michaelâs lips brushed against Y/Nâs jaw as his fingers circled her clit, Y/N moaning softly.
âHe doesnât even know how to take care of you.â Michael whispered into Y/Nâs ear, his fingers moving quicker. âHe doesnât know that the best sex youâve ever had was in my bed.â
âMichael, I cant.â Y/N gripped his wrist, pulling his hand out of her panties. âIâm gonna be late.â
âReally?â Michael took a confused step back. âYouâre cheating on him with me and you still want to be with him?â
âMichael weâve talked about this.â Y/N moved to start to walk out the door. âIâll see you later.â
âIf you walk out now, donât come back.â Michaelâs voice stopped Y/N.
âIâm done with you hiding me. Itâs either, me or him.â Michael stood in front of her, noticing her hand on the door handle.
âMichael donât do this.â Y/N turned to face Michael fully.
âY/N I want you, i⊠Iâm falling in love with you.â Michael finally admitted
      Ashton opened the door to a panicked looking Y/N, his smile falling quickly as he saw the tears falling down Y/N face.
âWhatâs the matter?â Ashton closed the door, following Y/N into the room. âAre you okay? Whatâs wrong?â
Y/N didnât answer, instead pacing in front of the bed, a hand over her mouth as she continued to cry. She couldnât think, her mind was numb, and the sick feeling in her stomach wasnât just from what was happening. She didnât know what to do in this moment.
âHey, come on. Calm down.â Ash pulled Y/N back with him to the bed.
âDonât touch me.â Y/N pushed away from Ashton. âPlease donât touch me.â
âHey, hey, whatâs wrong?â Ashton stood. âYouâre starting to scare me.â
Y/N looked at Ashton, standing still as she stared at him. Y/N started to move backwards, she knew then and there she was having a panic attack.
âAsh⊠help.â Y/Nâs back hit the wall.
âHey, come on. Calm down.â Ashton moved closely. âBreath, just breath.â
Y/Nâs breathes came out rushed, air not getting into her lungs, her vision started to tunnel, the blood rushing in her ears. She needed to get out.
âY/N⊠Iâve got you.â Ash whispered before his lips meet hers.
Ashtonâs lips moved against Y/Nâs, as she finally stopped overthinking, she stopped breathing long enough to calm down. Ashton moved back, leaning his forehead against Y/Nâs as she started to breath normally again.
âAre you alright?â Ashton asked.
âTell me whatâs wrong.â Ashton whispered.
âIâm pregnant.â Y/N looked down.
âThatâs⊠thatâs good isnât it?â Ashton felt his heart break. âI mean you and him are getting married.â
âNoâŠâ Y/N finally looked into Ashtonâs eyes. âThe babies not his. Itâs yours.â