5SOS Preferences and Imagines

I Wish (song preference)

Calum:

"Baby, I seen the chick you're with, wish that I never did. Freakin' perfect and five foot ten, just wanna punch her lip."

            You and Calum had been close friends for years. The two of you had lived next door to each other for as long as you could remember. However, you always wanted to be more than friends with Calum. You were visiting the boys on tour and you were in the dressing room with Luke, Michael, and Ashton. Calum wasn't anywhere to be seen. You pulled Luke over. "Hey Luke, where's Cal?" You asked. He gave you a confused look. "I thought you knew..." He said slowly. "Knew what?" You asked equally as confused. He looked over your shoulder and pointed to Calum and a girl next to him. They had just walked in. She was practically flawless. She was tall, had long wavy hair, and her fashion sense was amazing. You were pretty short, your hair was boring, and your style was debatable. You felt a lump in your throat. "Is that his..." You trailed off looking up at Luke. Luke nodded sadly at you. He knew you how much you liked Calum. You were jealous and upset. You wish you had never seen her, because now all you wanted to do was punch her lip. Then maybe something about her face wouldn't be perfect.

Luke:

"I don't own any five inch heels, just got my Nikes on. Never thought I was insecure, boy look at what you done."

            You were Ashton's little sister, by one year. They were coming home from tour today and you were more than excited to see your brother. However, throughout the years you had developed a crush on Luke and spent the most time with him, besides your brother, when you visited them on tour. You were confident in yourself, that was something Ashton made sure of. He knew that you would be noticed by the media when you visited him on tour and wanted to make sure nothing changed about your self-confidence. You were never too insecure, you just rocked whatever you wore. Since you were pretty athletic you never really wore heels, especially casually. You much preferred your Nikes. So when you and the boy's families went to the airport to meet them you wore a casual pair of jeans and a shirt, with your Nikes. You smiled as each of the boys came out, immediately hugging your brother. You went to hug Luke but noticed a tall, blonde, girl next to him who rushed to give him a hug. She ran pretty fast considering the five-inch heels she was wearing. Your mouth dropped. Who was she? Your question was answered by the quick peck on the lips you witnessed. You looked at her then back at your own outfit. You slowly felt more and more insecure about your fashion sense, your height, everything. You were never the type to be insecure, especially over a boy. You stepped back as they continued hugging. You didn't want to see any more. "What has he done to me?" You asked yourself as you slowly backed away, planning to go buy a pair of heels.

Michael:

"I wish I had style, I wish I had flash. Wish I woke up with a butt and a rack 'cause if I want you, I gotta have that."

            If there was one thing you knew about Michael Clifford it was his love of boobs. There was no denying it. You and Michael were just friends but you had begun to want him as more than that. As the two of you were strolling around some shops in Sydney you decided to sit down for a break and just people watch. You pointed out a man with a briefcase and made a ridiculous story about his day. You continued doing this for a while until a girl walked by. Michael muttered a 'damn' under his breath. He wasn't even hiding the fact he was checking her out. You looked at her too. She had huge boobs and butt. You weren't exactly flat but you might as well have been compared to her. When she walked away Michael laughed. "Wish I could see her again." He said still laughing. You nodded your head too deep in thought. "You okay?" He asked turning to you. "Yeah, just thinking." You muttered. "About what?" He asked. "Wishes." You replied. He smiled. "Well what do you wish for?" He asked. For a butt and a rack because that's the only way I can have you. "A pizza. I'm hungry." You replied standing up. He laughed. "Good because I'm starving." He said standing up too.

Ashton:

" 'Cause I know I've been wasting time trying to catch your eye. Yeah I know that I been so blind thinking that I'm your type."

You were hopelessly in love with Ashton Irwin and have been ever since you met him. It was obvious that he was out of your league but you didn't care. You did everything and anything to catch his eye. You even thought you might be his type. Or at least you tried to be. You had met Ashton first through Michael, who was your best friend. The boys were barely well-known when you met Ashton and you still couldn't get his attention and you were too blind to see that he just didn't feel the same way. But now he had thousands of girls trying to get his attention too. The five of you were hanging out at Michael's house when Ashton pulled up a picture of a girl he said he had a massive crush on. It was like a reality check to you. She was absolutely flawless. You felt dumb for thinking you were Ashton's type. You looked nothing like her. She was practically a model. And as much as Michel assured you that you were beautiful and that Ashton wasn't the only guy out there you didn't listen. Now you wish you had because this absolutely crushed you.

A/N: Hi guys so I'm on Spring Break so I will be posting much more. Thanks for reading byee. xx