5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Calum imagine - personal

@calumsscuddless

"No way!" You scream, all four boys beside you startled at your out burst, "that was clearly offside!"
"McKenzie, calm down. People might think you're a dude," Michael chuckles at your overreaction to the football game on TV, and you merely flip him off.
"Girl or guy, I still have a bigger dick than you," you smirk, and all the other boys laugh loudly, and Calum hi-5s you before putting his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his side.
"Harsh, Kenz," he pouts, and you laugh against Calum's shoulder as he kisses your head. You're so comfortable, the five of you just sitting around with junk food and sports of the TV. Especially being cuddled up to your best friend.
"Will you two just date already?" Michael hits back, and you furrow your brows at his random comment as you pull your head up from Calum's shoulder.
"Shut up, Michael," Calum grits, his body stiffened and his arm dropping from around your body.
The atmosphere of the room has changed, causing you to feel awkward being in their presence.
"Im going to the bathroom," you mumble, pushing yourself up from the sofa and stalking out of the room to avoid the silence.
As you wash your hands, you silently pray that the tension has left the room. You'd all been having fun, just hanging out as FRIENDS. Why did Michael have to make a random comment and make it awkward for you all?
You quietly make your way back to the living room, only to be halted when you hear the boys bickering. Not wanting to disturb - or eaves drop - you choose to turn around to go to the kitchen, but you stop at the mention of your name.
"Just tell McKenzie you like her!" Michael complains loudly, and you freeze at the sound of your name. Someone likes you? Who?
"It's not that easy, Mike!"
Calum? What?
"He's right, Calum, it is easy. Stop making excuses for yourself," Ashton grumbles, and Calum responds.
"I'm not making excuses, ok? She doesn't feel the same way as I do."
"Have you ever even asked her?" Luke asks.
"No. He hasn't," you bluntly respond, stepping into the room with your arms crossed over your chest as you stare at Calum's wide, almost frightened, brown eyes.
"McKenzie? Umm-" Calum starts, but Luke interrupts.
"Well, that's our cue to leave," he steps up with Ashton, grabbing Michael by his collar whilst he complains that he 'wants to watch the show', "it will be boring. Let's go, good luck Cal."
You wait for them all to shut the front door, the silence almost deafening you as you wait for Calum to say something. When he doesn't, you take the lead.
"How long have you liked me?" You whisper, chewing on your lower lip as you wait for a response. He clears his throat before talking.
"A while. Not important," he shrugs, and you roll your eyes at his reluctance to discuss feelings.
"You're so uncooperative," you groan, dropping to the seat across from him as he sits on the coffee table. You have no idea why he's sat there.
"I'll just go," he stands up, but you raise a leg to the table to prevent him from stepping forward. He gives you an annoyed look, but all you do is smirk back at him as he drops back down onto the table.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"So we could have this awkward conversation earlier? No thanks," he laughs sarcastically and you roll your eyes at him.
"It doesn't have to be awkward."
"Well, it is. I should go," he goes to get up again, but you pull him towards you by his collar and push your lips onto his.
You pull away before he can respond? And he's wide eyed and shocked.
"You have a habit of not speaking your mind around me, Calum. It's kind of annoying," you start, your faces close and his expression doesn't change, "I like you too, you know, in case you was wondering."
He furrows his brow, looking at you in confusion and you laugh lightly at the idiotic look on his face.
"You like me?" He asks, dumbfounded.
"Yes. I did just say that. I also just kissed you and I'm still waiting for-"
He cuts you off by roughly placing his lips against yours, and you instantly move your lips against his as he moans against your mouth.
"Not as awkward as I thought," he cheekily claims after pulling away from the kiss.