5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines & Preferences

You know how to play his instrument

Ashton:

You were home alone while Ashton was at the studio with the boys. You had learnt how to play drums as a child but had never told Ash so every time he went out to the studio you sneaked into his practising room to play. Today you had decided to play Sex by The 1975. You plugged your earphones into your iPod and joined in with the song. You were getting so into it that you didn't hear the front door open and Ashton walked into the room. "Y/n?" He said and you dropped the drumsticks. "Ashton?" You muttered pulling your earphones avoiding his eye contact. "Would you like to explain?" He asked motioning to the drum kit. "I've been playing the drums since I was a little girl.." You laughed nervously. Ashton's face lit up. "This is great Y/n!" He rushed over to you, he picked you up and sat you on his lap, his hands enclosing over yours. You both played a tune that had both popped into his head. "I wake up every evening with a big smile on my face..." Ashton sang quietly in your ear, you decided to kick it up a notch, "Your voice sounds sexy Ash." You could feel him tense up beneath you. "Well I've got something for you to harmonize with.." He growled in you ear, "Well why wait?" You giggled...

Calum:

Calum had decided that it was a good idea to teach you bass, even though you already knew how to play. "See you put your fingers here to play..." He adjusted your fingers slightly, you were only doing this to make him happy. You strummed, Calum's face lit up. "Yeah that's exactly how you do it Y/n. It's like you already know how to play." You mentally face palmed, his phone began ringing, "One sec, Mikey's ringing." He answered the call and walked out the door, once you knew he was gone your fingers travelled up and down the fret board, playing an intense riff. Your eyes closed as you got deeper into the riff, you heard the door slam and you saw a shocked Calum standing with his mouth wide open. "Is there a chance that you are just a freakishly good learner?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck. You chuckled nervously, "Err no, I've been playing since I was 12." His eyes widened. "No wonder you already knew where to put your fingers, I just thought you were musically gifted, God I'm so stupid!" He groaned, plopping down on the seat in front of you. "Hey you can make a punk band with Ashton's, Michael's and Luke's girlfriends, you could basically be the girl 5sos. As a name I recommend 'The Bitches', it's good don't you think?" 

Luke:

You sat in the park with your guitar case in your hand, you sat down on one of the benches and pulled it out. "Her name is Noelle..." You sung softly as you strummed the chords, passer-bys smiled at you but one boy caught your eye. He started walking closer but you didn't take any notice. "Y/N?" He said in disbelief, you looked up and realised why he looked so familiar. "Luke!" You cried, attempting to shove the guitar behind your back. He grasped your hand and took the guitar away from you causing you to look down in embarrassment. "Why didn't you tell me?" He whispered. "You're the best guitar player I know! I look like shit compared to you." You sighed, looking into his light blue eyes. He smiled softly. "Y/n you play really well, let me listen to you sing." He said, strumming the rest of Teenage Dirtbag. At first your voice was shaky but then you got into it. "See Y/n you sound amazing, I think Calum's right, you girls should start a band called 'The Bitches', he's so great at coming up with names you know!" Luke said dreamily, you clicked your fingers. "Oh God am I being replaced by a dorky, kiwi boy?" You giggled, snatching back your guitar. He laughed again, motioning to the guitar in your hand, "Play something sweet for me?"  

Michael:

You fiddled nervously with the strap on your guitar, you had decided to take up Calum's idea about starting a band except the part about being called 'The Bitches'. It was Michael's birthday and you wanted to do something special. Ashton, Calum and Luke were singing whilst the rest of you played. The curtains quickly opened, you spotted Michael sitting shocked on the front table. Luke started to sing, "Don't want to be an American Idiot..." Your fingers easily slipped up and down the fret, you could feel Michael's amazed stare on you. "It's calling out to Idiot America!" You sang into your microphone. Once you finished the song you ran down off stage and hugged him. "Happy Birthday Babe!" You laughed into his ear. "I didn't know you played guitar!" He said, kissing your cheek. "I've had quite a few lessons from Luke." You giggled. He pulled you down onto his lap. "I'm guessing you didn't go with 'The Bitches' in the end?" Michael laughed once he'd found out what Calum's plan was. You shook your head, laughing, he pressed soft kisses to your neck. "Thank you for my birthday present Y/n I love it." He said, pressing his soft lips against yours. "No problem Mikey." Now how about I give you your next surprise." You smirked, grabbing his hand and leading him out of the busy club.