R5 Preferences And Imagines

He Finds Your Wattpad And Your Fan-Fiction

Ross:

Putting the finishing touches on your hair after a much needed shower, you hop in the car and drive over to the Lynch's. Ross had said everyone was gone so it would be just the two of you. Pulling up, you walk in, not even bothering to knock. "Ross?" You call, setting your purse down. When nobody answers, you begin walking around the house, looking for him. Then you hear snickers coming from his room. Peaking your head in you see your boyfriend bent over his laptop, laughing at something on the screen. "Whatcha doin?" You ask, going to sit by him. For your answer, he shows you his computer screen which is open to your R5 fan-fiction on Wattpad! "What are you doing? How did you find that?" You ask, frantically trying to take the laptop from him. Chuckling, he pulls it back. "A fan sent me the link..." He said sheepishly, continuing to read the story. "And the story is a Rocky story! How could you,  y/n?!" He said, faking having a heart attack. 

Riker: 

You were lounging around your house, bored out of your mind in sweats and a tee shirt. You heard your phone ring and, setting down the half eaten bag of Doritoz in your hand, grabbed it, seeing his name appear on the screen. A grin spreading across your face, you answered the call, putting the phone to your ear. "Hey Four-Eyes." You said teasingly. He laughed. "Hey Princess." River rep,iced, his voice sounding a bit mischievous. "What's up?" You ask, munching on a pickle. "Weeeeeeell..." He said, pulling it out. Oh no. This was either gonna be good or bad. And 99% of the time it was bad. "What is it?" You ask cautiously, sitting up. "I maybe found your One Direction fan-fiction..." He said. He what!?!?!? "You what!?!?" You yelp into the phone. "I did!" He said. Oh I am just see his eyebrows wiggling. "And you are a pretty great writer might I add!" Grumbling, you slouch back on the couch, not able to do anything about it. 

Rocky:

Laying on your bed, you were suffering the worst thing that could happen to a writer: writer's block. You had tried everything but could not come up with something to happen next in your R5 aka Rocky Lynch fan-fiction. They still hadn't had their first kiss, but you did not want to push things along so you were trying to figure out a way to work it into that. Groaning you lay back on your bed, about to give up for the day. Presently you felt the bed sink down as Rocky sat on it. "Whatcha doing?" he asked, reaching for your laptop. "Nothing." you say quickly, pulling it away from him. "Oh come one! Lemme see!" he begged, using his puppy eyes. Oh the puppy eyes. Drat. "Okay... But don't hate me..." you say, patting the spot beside you cautiously. Springing up, he bounced his way over to where you sat, getting comfy next to you. "OH is this a fan fiction???" he asked, snatching the lap top. "And about me too!" "yeah..." you say, fiddling with your hair. "Are you writing it?" you nod. " But I have no idea what to write next!" you say in frustration. He looks at you for a bit before saying, "Can I help?" In the end you agreed, both of you working on the next chapter. 

Ellington: 

You were on your loft bed, working feverishly on your R5 fan fiction. You had just had the most perfect idea ever and were writing it down before you forgot. Hearing the door open, you could see out of the corner of your eye, your boyfriend walk in. Without taking your eyes off of the screen you mumble a quick "hey" before turning your full attention back to the task in front of you. You could hear him climbing up your ladder, but you did not care. You had to get this finished before you forgot it. You could hear him talking to you, but he was not your top priority. Suddenly, you felt your laptop being yanked from your hands and someone jumping to the floor. "Ellington Lee Ratliff you give that back now!!!" you yell, climbing down and chasing after him. "Not until I read this juicy looking fan fiction!" you heard him call back, laughing evilly. 

(I know Ell's is shorter, but his is my favorite to be honest :D )

Ryland: 

You were searching through your iPad when you came across your note with all of your old passwords and accounts and stuff. You laughed as you saw different passwords to things like Club Penguin and Minecraft. What really caught you off guard was the password to your old Wattpad. "Omg..." you said, reading your password and user name over and over again, before opening up a tab and quickly entering the information. "What is it?" your boyfriend, Ry asked as he walked in, sandwich in hand. "Look at this." you said handing him your iPad, waiting for his reaction. He took it and scanned the page. "Oh is this your Wattpad account?" he asks, scrolling through your bunch of unfinished stories. "Old." you correct him. He keeps scrolling until his eyes alight pn something and a huge smirk crosses his face. " You wrote one about me." he says, chuckling. "And it was the only one you ever finished." Oh shoot. I forgot about that. "187 parts long??? You must have really loved me." he said, opening the story up. "No!" you say, lunging for the device. "Don't read that!" He laughs, but lets you take the iPad. "Oh don't worry. I saw your username. I can just go back on my phone tonight when I am away from you and read to my hearts content." he says, sauntering away into the kitchen, leaving you stunned. 

Tada! Hope you enjoyed this one! :D Lemme know how it was in the comments! Peace out peeps!

-Maddie