5 Seconds Of Summer Prefrences

Ashton Imagine for; Lostboytroye

You threw your work folder across the room, all the now useless work papers and forms flying across the room scattering away from each other.  You were in an music entrepreneur business, organising flights and hotel bookings for celebrities that wanted to travel countries. You had woken up that morning with your boyfriend gone, he had probably gone to the studio early, but you didn't mind because he'd left you a note telling you not to worry.

You had managed to get in contact with a band you absolutely loved, The Neighbourhood. They were looking for a place to stay and you were beyond delighted. All the members had been very down to earth and had bubbly personalities.

You had somehow managed to hang out with the guys later in their hotel room, taking a selfie with them and switching numbers.

You had posted a picture with the band up on Instagram and put the caption as, "these peeps are one in a million, love my job.♥"

Your manager had yelled at you, claiming it was unprofessional to take selfies and socialise with them as if they were your friends. You tried to explain to him that you were tyring to make them feel welcome by being friendly and they offered and you couldn't turn them down.

His face had reddened and by this point was full screaming in your face, telling you were useless, stupid and screwed everything up.

Your weak body eventually climbed up the stairs and you slide against the door of the bathroom. Stupid, worthless, screw up.

You pulled your legs up to your face and wrapped your arms around your legs, screaming out, knowing no-one would hear you anyway.

The house was so quite it was almost sickening. You dragged yourself along the floor and opened up the small cabinet. Out fell a tightly wrapped hand towel, it unrevealed as it fell to the ground and out fell a small bottle.

You heard frantic knocking on the door, "Y/n let me in please, baby let me know you're okay." Ashton's recognisable voice was shaky and you realised you mustn't have heard him come home. You popped open the lid and starred at the pills, the small capsules laughing at you, encouraging you to swallow them, so they could swallow you into the darkness.

"Y/n I know what you're about to do, and you don't have to, you can talk to me, don't feel like you have to do this because of what your mind says.  Listen to what I'm saying okay princess? I love you so much, I wouldn't be here without you. I need you like you need me, let me save you princess, you know I can help you. Please."

You shakily processed your boyfriends words, he was right. A couple of years ago it was you begging for Ashton to stop and he did, he did it for the both of you. You know what it feels like. Your shaky hand throws the bottle of pills across the room and they scatter.

Ashton opened the door slowly, he knew the door wasn't locked. But him walking on you trying to take your life wasn't what you needed. You needed to be comforted, just like you did with Ash, and he knew it would work on you because you used the same method on him years back.

He slowly revealed himself and smiled as he scooped you up in his arms, bridal style. He carried you to your bedroom and carefully lay you on his bed and pulls you into his chest.

"You have no idea how proud of you I am, I love you y/n, you're my rock, my world, my everything."

Ashton kissed the top of your head and you wanted to smile, but you could do plenty of that tomorrow, for now you needed sleep.

(A/N: Idk I kinda like this oneeee?

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