5SOS Imagines/Preferences ✓

Mine || Song Preference.

Mine || Song Preference (because TayloR SWIFT IS AMAZING).

Calum: Everything was slipping right out of hands and I ran out crying, and you followed me out into the streets. Braced myself for the "goodbye" because that's all I've ever known. Then you took me by surprise, you said "I'll never leave you alone". || "Calum, would you just stop!" I beg him in exhaustion, tears continuing to pour down my cheeks. "You're the one who started this, Y/N!" He yells back, anger burning in his eyes. I choke back a sob, turning around and heading to the door. "Y/N, don't you dare leave me." Calum yells after me, his voice still bitter but no way near as harsh as before. I ignore him, pulling open the front door and running outside, clueless as to where. All I can think of is how alike we are to my parents right now; the constant screaming, yelling and crying, followed by the slamming of doors. Of course it had to be raining. My clothes became soaked within a matter of seconds, the cold rain causing goosebumps to arise on my skin. "Y/N!" I hear Calum yell after me. I turn around and see him hurrying towards me, and for some reason my feet don't take me away from him. "Y/N." He repeats my name, breathing heavily as he finally reaches me. His hand rests on my elbow as he turns me to face him, his expression unreadable. "P-please don't leave me." I whimper out to him, my mind repeating over and over that he's going to take his chance. I expect him to laugh or scream in my face; not because he's a bad person, but because I deserve it. I'm startled when he wraps his arms around me, pulling me against his chest as he rests his head on top of mine whispering to me "I'll never leave you alone". I tremble in his arms, shivering from the coldness as I cry into his chest. "Shh, shh, I've got you." Calum whispers to me, slowly leading me inside, sheltered from the rain. He sits me down on the couch and wraps a blanket around me before doing so to himself. "I'm sorry, Calum." I murmur to him. "Its ok." He coos. "I love you."

Please comment if you like it. Be sure to check out my Calum fan fiction if you haven't already. My principal has, no joke. If he can create a Wattpad account just to read my fan fictions, then you can spare a minute to get stuck into the book.

Ashton: I say "Can you believe it?" as we're lying on the couch. The moment I can see it, yes, yes I can see it now. || I lay on top of Ashton, surprisingly none of us finding it uncomfortable. His hand rubs up and down my back as my head is pressed to chest, listening to his heartbeat as he breathes in and out. I admire the ring on my finger, still in shock that we ended up here. "Do you like it?" Ashton asks me, his fingers now drawing delicate patterns in my skin. "Its beautiful." I reply in all honesty, still amazed at it. "How did you chose one so breathtaking?" I ask him in bewilderment. "My mum helped me out." He mumbles, his cheeks turning red. I chuckle at him, letting out a long sigh as I nuzzle myself closer to him. "Can you believe it?" I blurt out capturing Ashton's attention. "Believe what? That I ended up with someone as amazing as you?" He jokes yet with a sense of meaning in his words. "No silly." I scold him playfully. "That this is us, that we're getting married." I ask him, looking into his shining eyes. "I've dreamt of this for ages, always wondering who it would be."I tell him, unable to hide the massive smile which takes over my features. "And its me." Ashton whispers, smiling up at me as he pushes a strand of my hair behind my ears. "And its you." I copy him, leaning down and pressing my lips against his.

Luke: There's a draw of my things at your place. You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded, you say we'll never make my parents' mistakes. || Seeing Y/N begin to trust me was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. She let her guard down slowly and began to become more confident with me. I enjoyed how she would quietly being signing along to the radio in the car, and how she would start to feel confident with not wearing any makeup around me. Just seeing her open up to me was more relieving than she'll ever know. I remember, one night when we were laying in bed just talking about whatever crossed our minds, she began to tell me things that I could tell she'd never  told anyone before. I watched as her cheeks blush and a smile spread across her face as she talked about some things, whereas other times the corners of her mouth would drop down and her lips wold tremble slightly, needing me to pull her closer to me for her to calm down. I learned her secrets and I soon became aware of why she was so closed off to most people. It was a little unsettling to hear, especially knowing that there were times when she felt all alone and I had no clue. Though it was so amazing to know that she was telling me all these things because she trusted me, and that means a lot to me.