5SOS Preferences

Management (Lashton part two)

I was grounded
But now I'm not
So
Here I am
To write
Another
Part
For
you
Lovelies
Plus I just got a new piercing and it hurts like a mf
Also, I'm sorry for and spelling/grammar issues. I wrote this really late and I have a class in the morning and I don't even know why I'm still up.

Luke:

You were on the phone ordering a pizza when you heard the front door open.

"Yeah, okay thanks," you said before ending the call.

"Babe? I'm home!" Luke called out as he closed the door. You smiled as you walked out of the kitchen to greet him, but your smile dropped to a look of concern as you saw his furrowed brow and upset look on his face.

"You okay, Luke?" You questioned as you walked over to him and he pulled you into a strong embrace. You were surprised at how much he seemed to need you in his arms, but none the less, you hugged back, slightly tighter.

"I'm sorry about earlier, I just- management wante-"

"You don't have to tell me just yet, babe. Let's relax for a bit, then we can talk over dinner. Gives you time to chill out and clear your head, alright?" Luke softly smiled and nodded before you both went to relax in the living room.

****

"So, yeah, none of us like them. They're total arrogant assholes. But, management thought the two bands together would raise publicity. So we agreed to go out with them," Luke explained as you both dat at your dining table, enjoying your favorite pizza.

"How did it go?" You asked before taking a bite of your greasy, yet delicious, slice.

"Horrid. They're trashed us, then said it was a 'joke' and that we should 'chill'. How the fuck are we supposed to chill when they're over there talking shit like that? Fucking assholes," Luke's voice slightly raised, before starting to grumble slightly towards the end.

"I'm sorry babe, but you need to tell management about them. They cannot make you spend time with them, and if they try, tell them to fuck off. It's not like they'll quit or anything. You bring in too much money for them. You need to set ground rules," you replied, giving as much advice as possible. Even if you didn't really know too much about the whole management thing.

"You're right babe," Luke smiled. "Yeah, you're really good at advice, you know that?"

"I try," you chuckled.

Lucas is adorable.

Ashton:

You couldn't understand what you did wrong. Things were going so well, yet he still ended it.

It had been a week since, and you had barely done anything besides get up to use the restroom. You heard your phone ring for another time. This time you decided to answer.

"Hello?" You sighed.

"Oh, thank fucking goodness you answered," your best friend spoke.

"What's up?"

"I need you to get ready. I'm picking you up in two hours."

"What!?" You sat up almost too quickly, "what are you doing?"

"We're going out. Shopping. Always gets the spirits up. Plus I just got paid, so it's my treat to you. Now you better get in the shower, I'm coming in one hour and fifty-nine minutes. Counting down," she hung up immediately, giving you no time to protest.

With a loud groan, you flopped back onto your bed and rubbed your temples. Shopping would be nice, it's always nice to get clothes. You sighed heavily before standing up to get ready.

***

After doing your hair in a half up half down bun(or a hun), you put on some minimal makeup before going to your closet, pulling out some black leggings and a grey sweater. Then, you pulled on some grey high top vans, just in time before the doorbell rang.

***

"You fucking set this up," you snapped at your friend, who was smirking at you as she parked in front of a café, where you saw Ashton sitting. "I'm not going in."

"Hell yeah you are. He said he missed you and wants to talk," She explained as she tried to pull you out of the passenger side, to no avail.

"I'm not. He hurt me, don't you get it?"

"Yeah, and he wants to fix it. Give him a chance."

"Fine," you sighed. "But if he even says something ridiculous I swear I'm walking out."

"Good," you both started to walk inside. "I'll sit at the counter, just go joint him at the booth, alright?"

"Okay."

**

"I thought I couldn't do anything about it, but then the guys convinced me that I should stand up to them, you know? That I shouldn't take their bull shit. So, I didn't. I told them I would date whoever the fuck I wanted, and I told them I loved you and they couldn't change that."

"Ashton," you felt a tear trickle down your reddened cheek. "I love you, so much. But, how can I be sure this won't happen again?"

"I promise you, (y/n), and I will spend the rest of my life proving it to you if I have to. I love you," He wiped your check and you raised your hand to hold his.

"Oh, Ashton, I love you too," you whispered before kissing him lips softly.

I would hate to see Ashton cry, tbh.