5 Seconds of Summer Imagines & Preferences

Asking You On Tour

Ashton:

"Can I open my eyes yet?" You question as your hands remain on Ashton's, which are covering your vision from the world.

"Nope." He responds, a clear smile in his voice. "We're almost there, give me ten seconds." You begin to count in your mind as he leads you along to the unknown. "You're gonna love this." He utters to himself as he continues to guide you. "Alright." Before he says anything else you bat his slender hands away and blink a couple time. Your eyes fix on your front door.

"Seriously?" You ask in a sarcastic tone, you had left from your house about fifteen minutes ago. Ashton smiles down at you and shrugs his shoulders.

"Look harder." You look a bit closer and see an envelope on the front door. You smirk back at Ashton and reach for the envelope, opening it at once and reading the contents. It was some sort of scavenger hunt.

The first clue was the location of something in the house that was used most to clean up after getting dirty, with a side note to get your mind out of the gutter.

"Laundry." You say, pulling Ashton into the laundry room. On top of the machine was another envelope. The next clue was for where Ashton spent most of his free time: The Music Room. There you found an envelope and rose on the seat of his drum kit. "Romantic." You state, opening the envelope.

"Thought I'd switch it up a bit." You opened this envelope which the clue led you to the bedroom. You and Ashton come into your bedroom to find a whole bouquet of red roses.

"You know I hate surprises." You whisper as you pick up the envelope. Last one, it read; on what do you spend most my paychecks on? "Really?"

"Really." You strut over to the closet and pull open the double doors and flick on the lights. There sitting in the middle of the closet was a newly packed, and expensive, suitcase with a big bow and plane ticket on the top. "You're coming with me on tour." You gasp dramatically as Ashton wraps his arms around your torso. "I can't go more than a day without your touch, and God knows the feeling it mutual."  

"I guess I have no other choice."

Calum:

"Wow, this is so fancy." You say in awe as you gander at the interior of this wonderful tour bus. Everything seemed so new and modern, for a bus. Calum follows closely behind, his hands resting firmly on your hips, gripping you just the right amount.

"I know right." He says pulling you into him.

"Do you think you'll be able to stay in this thing for a few months at a time?" Calum shrugs before lifting you around the waist and throwing you into one of the tall bunks. You let out a playful scream as Calum climbs in behind you and shuts the curtain. Thank God none of the other boys were on the bus or they would've made a big deal out of this.

He lays on top of you, his body hovering only slightly from yours so he won't crush you. His hands rest above your shoulders to hold himself up as he stares down at you.

"I think I'll manage." He says, pausing only slightly, "That is with you here by my side." Your face twists into confusion as your stare up at your boyfriend.

"What are you talking about?" He winks down at you in the little light that was escaping into the bunk. You intake a breath almost immediately and bite down on your lip. "You're not suggesting what I think you are, are you?" You ask, wanting to make sure he wasn't just fucking with you.

"I am." You squeal loudly and lift your head up, meeting your lips with his. Calum laughs through the kiss and meshes his lips with yours for a few seconds.

"Yes. Yes. Yes. I love you so much, Calum! I love you."

Luke:

"I have something to ask you." Luke tells you as he plops down next to you on the couch. You gaze over at him momentarily while keeping your eyes mostly fixed on the TV. You'd missed your favorite show the night before and this season finale was not one you wanted to miss.

"What's that?" You ask, your lips barely moving. Luke chuckles at your TV obsession and scoots his body onto the floor in front of the couch. He crawls in between your legs and his head blocking your view of the screen. "Luke I love you, but this is kind of important." You say, trying to shove the tall boy out of your viewing.

"Well so is this." He exclaims, ripping the remote out of your hand and switching off the TV at once.

"Whoa, calm down."

"Sorry, I'm just nervous." You narrow your eyes and drop your feet to floor, leaning forward so your faces are closer together.

"'Bout what?"  Luke sighs before sitting up on his knees and placing his hands on your thighs.

"Y/N, I'm just gonna come right out and say it," Luke began, taking you by surprise, "I'm leaving for tour this weekend and I can't take the thought of being away from you for months at a time. So I want you to come with me." Your jaw drops as he finishes. "Now I know you have your job and everything but I need you baby, I just need you there with me along the journey. What do you say?"

You sit silently, in shock. So many emotions were running through your head; excitement, confusion, and sadness (for some odd reason). He was right. This was sudden and you did have a very important job to maintain. But your love for Luke was more than a silly job.

"Y/N?" You shake out of your trance and stare over into Luke's icy blue eyes.

"Yes. A hundred times yes."

Michael:

You pack your boyfriend's bag with sadness just seeping from your eyes. You wanted him and the guys to be successful, you just hated that Michael had to leave you in order for his dreams to come true. You were hiding your sadness, and selfishness, well until the realization sunk in hours prior.

"Baby, you in there." You didn't have time to wipe away the evidence or speak before Michael entered the room. "There you are. Do you think I should pack-" his voice leaves his body when he stands beside you, witnessing the tears. You throw his t-shirt into the bag and run your hands through your hair. "Y/N, are you alright?" Michael asks, sitting down on the bed and taking ahold of both your hands.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm just-" You take an extremely deep breath and wipe the tears away with the back of your hand, "just gonna miss you." Michael pouts his bottom lip out and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you onto his lap. He rocks you back and forth and rubs your back.

"I have something for you, that'll make you smile." He says to you, causing you to pry your head from the crook of his neck. He adjusts how he was sitting for a moment to pull something out of his back pocket. He hands it to you and bites down on his lip. "Read it." You open it furiously and read the contents. A plane ticket was accompanied by a crew pass for the tour. "Come with us. I can't bear leaving you behind, especially not after what I just witnessed." You giggle and push Michael back on the bed.

"You're the best boyfriend in the world." You mutter before kissing him.

"Is that a yes then?"