5SOS Preferences

You're Best Friends

**First of all, I will like to thank you for even considering to read this book about the boys. This will be a first preference book for most of us so, no judging.**

•ASHTON•
"Get over here, you dork!" You yell at your best friend, Ashton. He runs around with your phone, taking a millions of photos of god knows what.

You chase after which leads to him jumping over the black suede couch. His attempt fails as he falls, trying to land. His giggle fills the sunny room as he lays on the ground.

"Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!" He calls from the floor. You burst out laughing. Your cheeks strain from so much laughter. Walking around the couch, you quickly grab your phone from his long fingers.

"Not so fast." Ashton says harshly as he grabs your arm, pulling you on top of him. He sighs in defeat. You rest your chin on his chest and smile.

"Remember when we were seven and made a best friend handshake?"

"Yeah I do. I can't remember how it went exactly." He grabs your hand and laces his fingers with yours.

"I can show you." You poke his nose.

"Bring it."

•LUKE•
Your phone vibrates in your jean pocket.
{Luke} My place? I gotta surprise for Ya ;)
{y/n} I'll be there in 10

++ At Luke's ++
You step out of your car and lock it with the key. You are about to knock on the front door when you see it is slightly open.

"Luke?" You call as you enter the foyer and look around for the tall blond boy. You close the door behind you and turn the corner into the living room. There, you find no sign of him and walk into the kitchen. There, on the counter, you find a note and a nerd gun. Picking up the note you read:

'Glad you're here! Take this gun of awesomeness and protect yourself with everything you have. Prepare yourself, soldier, for the most important battle of your life.
-Lucifer'

You take hold of the gun and hear a squeal from behind you. You quickly turn around and see Luke running across the living room, giggling like a mad man.

"You're so dead Lucas!" You load your gun and chase after Luke. You hide beside a dresser and a wall, listening carefully. Quietly you hear a small giggle and deep breathe from close by. Luke was always bad at these sort of things.

Slowly, you turn from your hiding place and run toward the giggling. You see Luke hidden behind a guitar, clearing visible, and shoot him in the forehead with the foam bullet.

"Run." Luke says roughly, running after you, laughing.

•MICHAEL•
You jump up and down on his couch and you are betting Michael in his new Mortal Kombat X game. Your fighter, D'Vorah, slashes Michael's fighter, Ferra/Torr with a back claw slash and a finishing move.

"I BEAT MICHAEL CLIFFORD!" You yell at the top of your lungs.

"I let you win." Michael says, grabbing your hand. You land on top him. His strong arms wrap around your waist.

"Try playing without jumping up and down." You feel his chest move up and down under your back.

"I'm sorry I get excited!" You laugh and select rematch on the screen, waiting for his confirmation. Once he confirms, he tightly wraps his arms around you.

"Cuddly today aren't we Clifford?" You smile at him. You run your head under his chin. Your thumb flying across the X-Box 360s controller. He gets first hit.

"A little bit. I just don't wanna let you go."

"That's really punk rock." You groan as he already uses X-ray. His fighter launched himself at yours, breaking bones.

"Hey! I do want I'm punk rock." You burst out laughing as he pouts his lip.

"Let's not start this. You always lose in the punk rock arguments.

"It's because you know I'm right." His arms tighten around you as he beats you in the game, no mercy given. You roll your eyes.

"You keep thinking that."

•CALUM•
"Oh my God, stop it Calum!" You yell at your best friend. His finger, which is covered with chocolate cupcake batter, is trying to make contact with your nose.

"Don't waste it! This is for the homeless shelter." You mix the batter in the glass bowl. Calum licks his finger and wipes it on his ,'Kiss the cook, I'm single,' apron.

"But it taste good." His plump bottom lip pouts. He crosses his arms like a child.

"We can make more for us later. For will you get the cupcake pan?" Calum grabs the pan from under the drawers, putting it on the counter. Slowly, you pour the contents into the separate cupcake cells.

Calum opens the oven and you place the pen carefully in the hot oven.

"I say we did pretty good for our cooking skills." You say, putting your hands on your hips.

"Your skills you mean?" You turn to face the smirking Kiwi boy.

"You burn toast!" You laugh. His eyes widen and he opens his mouth with protest but says nothing.

"Can't argue that" Calum laughs.

"That's what I thought. Now may we make another batch for ourselves?" Calum smiles, grabbing the box of chocolate cupcake mix.

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- @pinkunicorns06 (AKA Sarah)