5SOS Preferences and Requests (Part 2)

Thank You.

Dear Floppy Dishtowels,

You have no idea how much I love you guys. That last chapter Beth wrote really got to me. The fact that so many of you responded to her message warmed my heart.

All of you had the sweetest things to say about me and I have to admit, I cried when I read them. I had no idea I impacted some of you that much. I just started out on Wattpad to write for my own amusement.
Now I have my own army of dishtowels. How many seventeen year olds get to say they have an army of dishtowels? Not many, I assure you.

I'm so glad I get the opportunity to make you laugh and smile. That's why I write.

See in my non-internet life, I'm seen more as the weird band obsessed girl. On here, I'm seen as someone people can connect to. And that's amazing to me because a lot of you feel the same way.

I love connecting with you and making sure you're all Ok and smiling. I don't want to be one of those writers that stops connecting because that would suck. A lot.

I've met a lot of you on here just through my preferences. So many of you are from different countries and cities and that blows my mind that someone from the Philippines is reading my words. I'm just one girl from Fort Collins, Colorado USA. I've made more friends on here than I have in my own state.

I can't thank you enough for sticking with me and for supporting me through everything. I will keep writing until my fingers fall off. I love you all so much. I'm here for all of you just like you're here for me.

For any of you that have anxiety, depression, bipolar disorder, or any other mental illness, I love you. I believe in you and I know you'll get through this with me. We gotta stick together and remember that we're stronger than our minds make us believe.

For any of you that don't have any mental illness, I love you. I know you all go through really hard times too. I'm not leaving anyone out. No one has the worst situation. Everyone has their own. So remember I care about you just as much as anyone else.

I also want to thank 5SOS for bringing us all together. For making us smile and for making music that we can't get enough of. You all have special places in our hearts. We love you.

How They Cheer You Up

Ashton: "Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Y/N." He whispered, poking your sleeping face. You let out a groan and pushed him away.
"Ashton no. Bad." He pulled you back into his arms and squished you softly.
"Y/N please wake up for a few minutes. I have to say something." You finally gave in and opened your eyes and faced him.
"What Ashton? What could you possibly say?" You asked, annoyed. He took a breath and held your hands in his hugantic hands. (I came up with that word in New York. I was tired.)
"Y/N I'm sorry for ruining the cake you made by shoving Luke's face in it. I know you spent a lot of time on it. You could tell. I'm sorry. And I'm sorry Michael drew penises all over it. It was inappropriate. I'll talk to him about it." He apologizd seriously.
You let out a giggle and kissed his cheek.
"Ashton that didn't even happen. What are you even talking about?" He grinned and peppered your face with kisses.
"I wanted to hear your laugh. It's been a while." You hugged him tight and listened to his crazy made up stories as he cheered you up.

Luke: "But Y/N hear me out. Penguin City." He announced, using his hands to emphasize. "Imagine all the possibilities! Maybe a pizza place where you can eat pizza with penguins, a gift shop with penguins, a nightclub where you can bust out a move with penguins. Doesn't that sound amazing?" He wondered out loud.
You sighed and set down your pencil.
"It sounds like Club Penguin Luke. It's already been done." He frowned and sat in the chair in front of you.
"But I'm talking about reality. We can make this happen!" He spoke enthusiastically. You stopped your project and raised an eyebrow at him.
"How do you propose that you do that? How are you going to get the penguins to behave?"
He grinned and clasped his hands together.
"I'm glad you asked Y/N. I believe that I can become their leader. I'll guide them to a better life! I'll show them how a sophisticated penguin is supposed to act. I promise, this plan is bulletproof." The smile on his face was just too adorable to ignore.
"Luke. Penguins won't follow you. You're nine foot tall and you're blonde. You're not exactly pudgy either." You acknowledged honestly and his cheeks puffed out.
"Why you gotta bring me down? Chris Pratt did it with the raptors." He squeaked and you laughed. He looked like a little kid that dropped their ice cream.
"Luke why are you talking about real life Club Penguin anyway?" You giggled and he kissed your cheek.
"You seemed really stressed and I wanted to lighten the mood. Did it work?"