5SOS Preferences/Imagines

He confesses his feelings when he is drunk

Michael: "Please, (Y/N)? You promised!" Michael pouted at you as he held the small shot glass in his hand, constantly shoving it towards you. You shook your head multiple times and he continued to pout. "Michael, I'm tired and you know alcohol makes me sleepy. You should go to bed and drink some water or you're going to have the worst hangover in the morning and I don't want that." You got to your feet and began to walk to the kitchen to grab him a water bottle. He got to his feet and followed you to the kitchen, hugging you from behind. "You're such a party pooper." He whispered into your ear and you sighed, turning around and pushing him off of you. "Go to bed." You shoved him away from you and he laughed, bringing your body back to his. This was something you had gotten used to over time. Michael was very touchy when drunk and you had to get used to it eventually. "God, what would I do without you?" He asked you and nestled his head into the crook of your neck. You sighed and began to rub his hair. "I wonder the same thing." You laughed to yourself and he pulled away, staring directly into your eyes. "You know what? I love you." Your body froze as those three words left his mouth. You just stared at him for what felt like forever. "Y-You what?" "You heard me. I'm in love with you. God, I love you, (Y/N). Wow, that feels good that I said that. Guess the cat's out of the bag, huh?" He laughed and walked away from you as if he didn't just admit to you that he loved you. "What the hell am I going to do with you, Michael?" You shook your head with a giant smile on your face as you joined him back on the couch. The three words you had always wanted to hear from Michael was just said. Unfortunately, they were when he was drunk off his ass, but nonetheless you were happy.
Ashton: "Shh!" You half shouted at Ashton as you both walked down the street, wobbling like crazy as you both were extremely drunk. You hadn't seen Ashton in a little while and he wanted to take you out to go drink and party like you always did before. "What if I want everyone to hear us, (Y/N)? Then what?" "You still shut your big fat mouth. It's three in the bloody morning!" You stopped on the sidewalk and decided to sit down on the curb. You really just needed a break from walking as you were too drunk to continue walking. "But what if I needed to shout out something extremely important and I didn't care if it woke anyone up?" He asked you as he sat down beside you. He put his hand on your leg and began to rub it, which you chose to ignore. "Then I'd tell you to shut up." You turned to him with a smile on your face and he immediately smiled back. "I always loved your smile. I missed it the most when I was on tour. I also missed your laugh." He grinned as he began to tickle you and you started to giggle as he tickled your sides. "Okay, stop!" "There's that laugh I love." He smiled at you and you just blushed, looking at your feet. "I don't just love those two things, yanno? I love you as a whole. I love everything about you actually." He leaned closer to you and you didn't notice just how close he was to you. "Did you hear me? I said that I love you. I love (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!" He screamed extremely loud and you covered his mouth, glaring at him. "You'll wake up everyone here you idiot!" You smacked his chest and he smiled at you. "Well, I just needed to let everyone know that I love you... Like, a lot." He kissed your cheek and you blushed once again. "Well, guess what? I love you, like a lot, too." You smiled at him and his smile grew wider as he engulfed you in his arms. "Good. I'm happy to hear that."

Calum: "Three, two, one!" Calum chanted as he grabbed the red cup he had in his hand and began to chug whatever was inside. A few people, including yourself, dared him to drink whatever was put in that cup which meant that anyone could put their drink into that cup. He was way too drunk to turn down that dare. "He's gonna throw up." You said to yourself as you watched him drink everything in that cup. You could see the disgust on his face which made you laugh, but you began to worry because he was 100% going to throw up. He slammed the cup down onto the table and there was some people congratulating him. He nodded his head and put his one hand up and ran through the crowd of people. You followed after him and saw him throwing up on the grass. You came up behind him and began to rub his back. "You feelin' alright?" You asked him and he turned his head and smiled at you, wiping his mouth in the process. "I am doing a lot better now that I've thrown up and you're here!" He threw his arms around you and you tried to push him off of you. "Calum, you smell like puke..." You laughed and eventually got him off of you. He rubbed the back of his neck and muttered an apology then grabbed onto your hand and pulled you over to the side of the house. There were a few people outside smoking a joint and that was the only thing you could smell. "(Y/N), I wanted to thank you for coming with me tonight. You're the best." He grinned at you and you just rolled your eyes at him and went to go back into the house, but he pulled you back. "I could've invited anyone else, but I invited you because I'm in love with you. I wanted to spend more time with you before I have to leave you again..." You stared at him with your mouth slightly open, shocked at his confession. "You're drunk, Calum." You stroked his face and he looked up at you and shook his head. "I know I am, but you know the truth comes out when I'm drunk, so you can't say that I'm lying." He pointed out to you and you smiled at him. "I want to kiss you right now." He looked at you, his eyes full of hope, but you shook your head. "You probably taste like throw up." You smirked at him and kissed him on the cheek, whispering in his ear that you feel the same.
Luke: You open up Luke's bedroom door and peek your head through it, smiling sweetly at him. You noticed he was sitting on the floor with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. He took a sip from it and wiped his mouth, finally looking over at you. "Hey..." He sighed, taking another gulp from the half empty bottle. "Hey grumpy," you smiled as you shut the door behind you. "Cheer up." You sat down beside him and took the bottle away from him. He leaned his head on your shoulder and you put your arm over his shoulder, rubbing his arm. "Break ups are hard. I know." You told him as you felt him nod his head. He had a bad break up and you felt terrible that he was alone. No one should be alone after something like this. "And getting drunk isn't the best solution." You laughed as you picked up the bottle, looking at how much he had drank. "Was this full?" You turned to look at him and he nodded his head slowly. "I'm sorry..." He got up from your shoulder and looked at you, holding onto your hands. You smiled at the gesture and let him say whatever he was going to say. "(Y/N), I don't think I was being honest with you with mine and Carly's break up..." He took a deep breath and you furrowed your eyebrows, confused on what he meant. "Okay, what happened then?" "She broke up with me, I was being truthful there, but it wasn't because she felt like we were arguing too much and all of the other little reasons I said... It's because she found out that I was in love with someone else. She found out I was in love with you." You stared at him and you tried your hardest not to smile because it wouldn't be right to smile in this situation. "I'm not sad because I lost her, I'm sad because I wasted a year and a half thinking that I was with the right person when the right person was right in front of me the entire time. I wasted time on her when I could've been spending time with you and loving you and kissing you and-" You stopped him mid sentence with a soft kiss on his lips. His body relaxed and you both smiled in the kiss. "I love you, (Y/N)."