5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences [Requests CLOSED]

Jealousy.

Calum:

You were sitting at the table, patiently waiting for Calum to get the food from the cashier. You had offered, but he insisted.

You glanced in his direction and saw the pretty, blonde cashier batting her eyelashes and smiling. She wrote something down. Jealousy filled you.

Lips pursed, you walked over to her and Calum.

"So, that's my number if you ever--"

"Hey, babe!" Your voice was a bit louder on the second word. You lowered your voice back to normal. "Did you already order the food?"

"Hey. And yes, I did. It should be ready soon, correct?" Calum smirked, fully aware of your jealousy. He looked at the cashier for an answer.

"Y-Yeah. It should be. I'll go, uh, check on it. Hopefully everything is well. . . In the kitchen, I mean. Anyway, I'll go check. Yeah." She quickly took the slip of paper and crumpled it up, throwing it away before she left.

"You're so hot when you're jealous." Calum smirked.

"Oh, I'm not always hot?" You smiled. "You're lucky I haven't ripped off your head for not telling her about me, Hood."

"I was going to." He replied, kissing you. You returned the kiss.

Ashton:

You laughed at the joke a boy made. "Really?"

"Yeah. I could tell you more jokes tonight at dinner."

You blinked, surprised. "Wait, we only met half an hour ago."

"I feel something, though. It's like we're connected." He smiled.

"Uh, that's really nice of you. To offer me dinner. But, I have plans."

"With friends? We can reschedule, doll." He winked.

"No, thank you, though. I can't reschedule. Because, anniversaries only happen once a year." You replied.

"Oh. You have a. . . Boyfriend. That would have been good information."

"Maybe. If you kind of gave me the chance." You said.

"I get it, you're scared! You don't have to pretend to have a--"

"Hey, baby, who's this?" Ashton asked, hugging you from behind and placing his chin on your head.

"Ash, this is Tony. Tony, this is my boyfriend, Ashton." You smirked.

"What-- But-- Huh?"

"This is my boyfriend." You shrugged.

"Hello. You must be a friend of (y/n)'s. I'm her boyfriend. You weren't asking her out, right?"

"Pfft, haha. I'm going to go, I think my friend is calling me. Bye!" He ran away. Literally ran.

"I told him I had a boyfriend. But, he thought I was pretending. Ash, you don't have to be jealous. I only love you." You smiled.

"I love you more. I just don't want to lose you."

"You never will."

Luke:

"Want to go grab a coffee or something?" A boy at the movie theater asked you, winking.

"Actually--"

"What time works for you? I can plan our date and everything." The boy smirked.

"I--"

"12:00 PM tomorrow? I can offer that."

"I'm fine." You chirped.

"Then, afterwards--"

"I'm okay."

"We can go look at the cake shop--"

"Are you listening to me?"

"--There will be balloons."

"She can't go out with you!" Luke nearly yelled.

"Dude, stay out of this."

"I'm her boyfriend! She can't go out with you because she's not interested. If you were listening, you'd realize that." Luke said, aggravated.

"Oh. You're so lucky."

"I know." Luke smiled, making you blush.

Michael:

You were at the store with Michael. Well, you arrived with Michael. You both agreed to meet up afterwards. So, here you were, grabbing a carton of eggs and placing it into the shopping cart.

"You're really cute."

You turned around to see a girl talking to Michael in the row across from you.

"Uh, thank you." He smiled.

"Like really, really cute."

"Thanks."

"We should exchange phone numbers."

"Oh, sure. It's pretty cool to have a new friend, I guess."

Your jaw dropped. Was he really that oblivious to flirting? That would be surprising, considering he always flirted with you.

"Yeah and maybe more than that. Best friends and then. . ." The girl trailed off.

You practically ditched the shopping cart, walking over to your boyfriend.

"Hello. I'm (y/n)." You smiled.

"Hi. Isn't this boy really cute? Like super cute?"

"I don't know, the cute ones usually have a lot of flaws." You faked a sigh. "That sucks, right? Like this one guy I dated was gorgeous, but he had really smelly farts. I mean, that might not be the same case. But, I'm warning you: Go for the unattractive ones. They're better."

"O-M-G, that makes so much sense. I have to go, bye!" She walked away.

Michael looked at you. "I can't believe you just said that. Now, everyone will think I have smelly farts!"

"First, I never said it was you. Second, that's what you get for pretending to be oblivious to her flirting." You replied.

"But, it's cool when you're jealous! If I'm cute, am I flawed? Or am I ugly and flawless?" He smirked.

"You're the impossible. Gorgeous and flawless." You smiled, kissing him before you both walked back to your shopping cart.