5SOS Imagines/Preferences (Requests Open)

Stood Up: Part 2

Stood Up: Part 2-Requested

Luke:  
Luke stood up to meet his mother at home, since it was already getting late. He asked for my phone number, and I gave it to him, he seemed like a nice guy. I thought we were going in the opposite direction but apparently we lived in the same neighborhood. We laughed when we saw that we kept walking the same way. 

We started talking and joking around he unexpectedly did something, he came closer, very nervously I should add, and interlaced our fingers. It was adorable how he blushed and fidgeted with his lip ring, as though he thought I would completely reject him. I thought it would be awkward because of the difference in height but it was just perfect, cliche but true.

We got near my house and it turns out he lived in the first house diagonally across from me.He walked me to my front door and stared into my eyes. He leaned closer, not breaking eye contact once. Just as his lips brushed across mine, the front door opened and his phone went off simultaneously. My mother smirked at me while Luke pecked my forehead and ran off yelling he’d call me later. 

Calum:
I stayed in the water for about an hour while my name was repeatedly called out. Of course I could tell who it was, it was Calum. Why would want to look for me? Maybe he saw me running away and wants to talk to me? No way, of course not. I know him better than that, he has to tell me something and it won’t be pleasant and it will end badly.

I got out from under the bridge, soaking wet, because his desperate yelling has died down. I slowly, but expertly, climbed the bridge. Just as I was about to put my other foot over the railing, Calum pops up out of nowhere and attacks me into a hug. “Y/N? Can you please forgive me? I’m so stupid, I’ve always loved but never realised it before. I’m so sorry.” 

You would’ve forgiven him but once I get into an emotionless mood, I stay like that for a while. It’s happened before and no matter what Calum would do, it wouldn’t work. He soon realised that I needed to be left alone and walked away with a puppy dog face. I would’ve felt something but it was his fault in the first place.

Ashton:
I waited for the cute dimpled worker but I realised I don’t even know his name. True to his word, he came out 5 minutes later, out of his uniform, and had 2 tickets in his hands. He had that cute goofy smile on his face when he saw me. “I had a feeling you would want to watch an action movie, is that correct? Oh, how rude of me. My name is Ashton Irwin, what’s your’s? You are very beautiful, just in case you didn’t know.”

He stopped talking with a slight blush on his dimpled cheeks. He’s so cute, he’s one of those people who can talk about anything for hours on end, while I on the other hand was just the opposite. Well you know what they say opposites, opposites attract. I opened my mouth to speak but it came out as a squeak. We laughed together, he had the most adorable giggle ever. 

We walked in together and I told him about myself while we were waiting in line for our concessions. Ashton saw his friend at the register and dragged us in front of everyone, including Josh and my ex friend. I was enjoying myself, he makes me feel alive. During the movie, we talked nonstop and had a mini food fight. He then drove me home. we exchanged numbers, it was the perfect first date.

Michael:
I have been ignoring Michael all week long, not like he tried to contact me much though. Maybe he’s trying to give me space or something? I’m upset at him. Not because he didn’t hang out with me, well that’s a part of it. I don’t mind that he wanted to hang out with his other friends, that’ perfectly fine, it is the fact that he didn’t tell me about. 

He can talk to me about this stuff. This past week has been hell, I’m used to him making me smile. At school, I saw him and he saw me. He just gave me a sympathetic smile and walked in the opposite direction. I followed him, ready to blow up at him and what do I see? I see him walking into the janitor’s closet with the school slut, Katie (sorry if your name is Katie).

How could he do that to me? The door closed and I stalked towards it and forced it open, feeling the adrenaline rushing through my veins. I slapped his face so hard it made a ‘pop’ sound, this caused a crowd to form around us. I spit at him and yelled out ‘F*ck you Michael Gordon Clifford!” I walked out of school so he won’t see my tears.