Interracial 5SOS Preferences

On the Run (Part II)

                  

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LUKE: "Who wants that perfect love story anyway? Anyway? Cliché"

Knowing Y/N for all of four years can tell you a lot. For one she loves hot fries and mangoes - a lot of times she eats them together despite the stomach ache she gets afterwards. Second, she's a feminist. Unless you want an hour long testimony to the pressures being a woman in this "patriarchy hell hole", steer clear of the subject. And lastly - she loves Disney movies and has been slowly corrupted from the inside from the age of about 9 that romance is inevitable and that her "perfect prince will come one day". She's an enigma that girl but I've liked her since freshman year. I've seen her go in and out of failed relationships with great guys only because he wasn't her perfect prince charming. Repeatedly I've explained to her that she wouldn't find the man of her dreams in a Sydney high school but she doesn't listen. She doesn't care for what I have to say quite frankly because I'm just best friend Luke who's there to sweep up the shards of her broken heart when some prick leaves her. But I'm done being the friend. I'm done being the shoulder to cry on because boyfriend sucks. I want to /be/ the boyfriend - well the good one. I thought Y/N was crazy trying to find her happily ever after in high school due to the lack of potential suitors but after being her solace for years, I know I'm the perfect guy for her! I know her to a T. After some convincing from our friends and some major planning with her father, I've made it to this point. Fully decked in a prince costume from the Halloween shop and a shiny plastic tiara in my hand - I was ready. Ready to give my long time crush exactly what she craved. If Y/N wants a fairy tale, I want to be the guy to give it to her.

MICHAEL: "She was a good girl until she knew me"

"Michael I don't think we should be doing this," She explained as we walked further and further into the school, "we could get caught!" I continued to maneuver myself through the long dark hallways and in and out of classrooms despite her concerns. "Y/N if you're going to complain the whole time just go home. You agreed to come with me but I don't need your doubts right now." Harsh, yes, but I don't care. I knew it was silly inviting the preppy princess along, but she had been asking for more excitement in our relationship and this was the perfect way to give it to her. I stopped outside the office and turned to face her. "Once we go in there, there's no turning back Y/N. Ready?" She twisted her head looking around, for cameras I suppose because no one is in the school at midnight on a Tuesday. "Y-yeah I'm ready." She squared her shoulders mentally convincing herself. She pulled down her mask and ran into the principal's office with me hot on her tail. From then I knew my princess was gone.

CALUM: "Without you I've got nothing to lose"

Another day another detention. Toward the end of the school year they were easier to come by with all the pranking - covered the teachers car in post-it's; changing the labels on the girls and guys bathrooms; thumb tacking teachers chairs. I was the pranking king. No one could top me. No one except Y/N. I wouldn't exactly call her the pranking queen - because there can only be one true ruler - but she was pretty damn close. That girl had initiated an unspoken prank war and the school was in chaos between the both of us duking it out. The only difference is that she would never get caught! Every f.cking time I would be the sorry sap slapped with a pink slip while she roamed free. I strolled into room 104, signing in, and taking my normal seat in the back ready to spend the next hour sleeping. But as I closed my eyes, in walked the beauty that is Y/N. Did I mention she was smoking hot? She sat directly in front of me - that thick ásš looking amazing in her blue jeans - but whipped her long hair around and watched me. "Let's say we make this war a little interesting." She smiled, her glossed lips looking more and more appealing. "Sure," I coughed attempting to keep my cool, "I've got nothing to lose."

ASHTON: "If loving you had a price i would pay it in my life for you"

The darkness began to fade, welcoming a pounding in my head and my chest. My head was heavy and I was well aware of the pain behind my eyes. Opening them slightly, I looked around. Only my hands and feet were bound by rope preventing me from getting a good look at my surroundings. The night's events came back to me in flashes - Ashton. The kidnapping. The money. As I pieced together the puzzle, two men walked into the dim room. Sensing trouble, I tried to scoot away from them but my back soon hit the cold wall but they made no effort to stop closing in on me. "Stay back!" I screamed kicking one of the men in the cheek. He stumbled back in agony as his partner reached into his pocket. He pulled out a shiny switch blade, waving it in front of my face to intimidate me - but I won't be moved. "Best give it up now princess. If you don't tell us where Ashton is, we'll just cut our losses with you. Literally." Being heavily involved with Ashton and his "work", I was aware of its dangers and I knew damn well those men weren't bluffing. But I loved Ashton and I knew that if I gave up his hideout, they'd go after more than his precious money. "He hasn't even made an attempt to get you back. Yeah! We mailed him a ransom note and everything and nothing. Nada. He doesn't want you back." The bleeding man professed. "Probably already threw out all you's pictures and found some new floosy to pound into." The two laughed at my suffering but I stayed strong. I know Ashton, I love him, and I knew he wouldn't let me die by the hands of those men.