5SOS Preferences/Imagines

3 - You Get Hate

Ashton
You scrolled through your Twitter, seeing all the negative comments on you. About half your followers were gone, and almost everything that you were tagged in was mean, nasty, and hurtful. A tear fell down your cheek as you were huddled in the corner of the couch, when Ashton walked in.
"Babe?" He asked.
You didn't reply, just kept scrolling. It felt as though you couldn't stop.
"Babe." It was more of a statement now.
You shook your head, starting to cry now.
"Aw, babe," he said now, sitting next to you and pulling you in close.
You put your head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent, and cried harder.
He rubbed your back in soothing circular motions, and whispered sweet things in your ear.
You're my everything.
I would do anything for you.
You're perfect.
You cried even harder if it was possible on the last one, and he held you as you finally cried yourself to sleep.
Later, once you woke up, you saw a Twitter notification on your lock screen.

Ashton5SOS: 😢 it hurts to see the people you love so hurt. Please, if you don't have something nice to say, then don't say it all. Please.

You had Ashton, and that's all that matters.

Luke
*his POV*
I sat around with the boys and y/n, and we were having good time watching a movie in our living room, and y/n was scrolling through her phone.
She suddenly stood up quickly and announced, "I have to go to the bathroom," in a choked voice. I furrowed my brow and watched her leave towards the bathroom.
I walked over to where she was previously sitting, and saw her phone open to her Instagram page.
Picture after picture was filled with hate comments, and I ran over to the bathroom.
I knocked lightly. "Y/n? Open the door please," I say in the softest voice I can manage.
I hear a lock click and I put my hand on the knob, trying it.
I pushed in the door, seeing y/n leaning over the counter, looking into the mirror.
As she saw my reflection behind hers, she broke down.
I thought I could hear my heart shatter.
It was a broken sob, and I engulfed her in a hug.
"Shhh," I whispered into her hair, coming it through with my fingers. "I've got you."
She wrapped her arms around me and said, "Why do you stay with me, Luke? Everyone hates me. I hate me." She sobbed.
I squeezed her tight.
"No you don't. You are the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing person and I could not have asked for someone more special. I love you, and if everybody else doesn't, then that's their loss."

Calum
You were walking back to the boys' hotel with Calum when you saw the entrance was packed with fans.
"Calum, can I please have a picture with you!"
"Calum!"
"Cal! Cal!"
"Can I get a kiss on the cheek!"
"Follow me on Twitter!"
He looked at you apologetically, and you shook your head.
"Go," you said smiling. "I'll be here, go meet your fans!"
He smiled at you and kissed you on the cheek, and went into the crowd.
You waited at the edge of the crowd for him, and felt a smile on your face.
Your smile fell though, when you heard some of the girls talking about you.
"Why would he date her? She's so fake and obnoxious, I wouldn't be able to last 2 minutes with her."
"I know right, I hear she's cheated on him before, and she's only with him for his fame and money."
Tears welled up in your eyes and you looked down.
Calum was suddenly at your side again, holding you close. You tried to push him away, telling him you weren't good enough.
You faintly heard the same girls in the background, "Wow, she's so attention seeking its not even funny."
Calum suddenly turned around, with a calm demeanor.
The two girls looked at him with smiles on their faces.
"Hi, can we get a picture with you? And maybe a Twitter follow?"
Calum shook his head. "I appreciate you like my music, but I don't appreciate you talking the way you have about the people I care about."
The girls' faces turned red from embarrassment.
"W-we're sorry-y -"
Calum shook his head. "It's not me you should be sorry to."
He looked towards you. "You should apologize to one of the most important people in my life."

Michael
You and Michael were doing a twitcam, and this was the first one you were in with him.
It felt like you wanted it to be the last, though.
Michael was having a great time, so he didn't see many of the comments on the video, but you did.
Ugly.
Attention seeking.
Creepy. Weird.
Comment after comment was mean, hurtful things, with only a handful of compliments and people happy with your relationship.
You put a hand on Michael's shoulder.
"I'll be right back," you mouthed. He furrowed his brow, but nodded.
You got up and went to the bathroom, washing your face to recover yourself.
Deep breath in, deep breath out.
"Y/n?" Michael whispered in your ear, wrapping his arms around you.
"Are you okay?"
You shrugged. "Never better."
He chuckled into the crook of your neck.
"The twitcam is off. I put in Mean Girls and ordered pizza and the XBox is ready whenever you are."
You sighed blissfully. "I love you."
He hugged you tighter. "I love you, too."

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AWWW
This one made me sad
Then the boys came in
And I was happy
So basically my life story
AAAAAANYWAYS
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