5SOS One-Shots and Preferences

You Fight and He Hits You

Luke

"Fucking hell Y/N! This is bullshit and I'm done!" your boyfriend of three years yelled, grabbing his coat, fixing to walk out the door of the apartment you have together.

"Where are you going?" you whispered, walking toward him.

"Away from you!" he yelled at you, making you sigh.

"So you're done? That's it? You're throwing away three years of your life? That's so like you Luke-"

you didn't finish because he had his hand raised and now your cheek was stinging, and you was now on the ground, tears rushing to your eyes.

You quickly brought your hand up to your cheek, cradling it.

He looked at his hand then to your crying figure lying on the floor.

"Shit Y/N"

"I want your things out of this apartment Luke." you gasped out in breaths, making tears rush into his blue eyes.

"I guess I'll go stay at Ashtons. Ill be back fo my things tomorrow."

Michael

You sighed as your boyfriend ignored you once again.

"Michael?"

"What? What Y/N? What do you fucking want?" He asked, irritated throwing his hands up, accidently whacking you in the nose.

Your hand cupped your nose, trying to stop the bleeding. You ran into the bathroom, him following.

"Shit Y/N, I'm so-"

"Mikey, its okay." You breathed out, your voice being muffled by the toilet paper.

"I hit you Y/N! I fucking hit you and now your bleeding." tears filling his eyes.

"You didn't do it on purpose babe. Its okay. Its just a little blood." you said, changing the toilet paper you had in your hands because it was filling up quickly with blood.

He wiped his cheeks with the back of his hands, sighing.

"See? All better." You said, now showing your non-bleeding nose.

Ashton

You was laying on the couch of the house you shared with your bestfriend and his bandmates. You had your head rested in Lukes lap and your feet on Calum, them not minding. They was like your brothers, considering you've known them as long as Ashton has.

You grew up with Ashton, him only being a year older than you.

You sighed as Ashton walked through the door, drunk as hell, once again. You slightly groaned, kinda mad. When Ashton was drunk, he was an emotional drunk. He could be happy then break into tears, but this time was different.

He was pissed and when you tried talking to him, it made it worse.

"Ashton, you cant keep doing this." You said, standing up, "You need to think about your future."

"When did you become my mum Y/N?" He sneered.

"When you stopped caring about yourself." you fought back, "I'm looking out for you Ash!"

"Maybe I don't need you to look out for me!" he yelled, raising his hands and grabbing your shoulders, pushing your body harshly into the wall.

You yelped as your head hit the wall, sending pain down your body.

Ashtons grip on your shoulders was tight and surely would leave bruises.

"Ashton! Let go!" Calum demanded, trying to pry his fingers off of you, Michael and Luke trying to help, but it only made Ashton tighten it even more.

The pain was unbearable by now and tears was streaming down your face.

Ashton came to his senses, letting his grip go and you slid down the wall, crying.

"Fuck." was all that came out of his mouth as you flew to your feet and out of the room. You slammed your door behind you, throwing yourself on your bed, burying your face into your pillow, sobbing.

Ashton had never put his hands on you. As long as you two had been friends, he'd never been this way. And honestly, it scared the living hell out of you.

Your door opened and someone sat on your bed, rubbing your back. You leaned up seeing Michael. You scooted over, sighing. He laid beside you, cuddling you into his chest, your cries calming down.

Your door opened once more and Michael was replaced with Ashton.

"I'm so sorry Y/N." He sighed into your hair.

"It's okay Ash."

"I put hands on my bestfriend. No its not. God I'm an awful person." he cried.

"Its fine Ashton. Im fine. You're okay." you smiled, despite the pain in your shoulder.

Calum

You fought

He hit you

You cried

and he left.

Calum left you and it just now fully dawned on you when you woke up, his side of the bed being ice cold.

You checked your reflection in the camera on your phone, seeing a small purple bruise on your cheek.

You slowly got out of bed, hoping to go downstairs and see the tan boy on the couch, but you knew if you did, you was dreaming. You sighed, putting some coffee grains in the filter in the coffee pot. Turning it on then whipping around, hearing a knock on the door.

You opened the door seeing Luke, Calum, Michael, and Ashton.

You moved to the side, letting them inside, not saying a word. They was just here to help Calum pack his things, which in all honesty, you didn't want him leaving, but he made it clear he was finished.

You trudged up the stairs and into the extra bedroom you kept for filming. It was a guest bedroom but you used it for filming when it wasn't vacant. You laid on the bed with your back facing the door, a tear leaking down your cheek and onto the pillow.

You heard the door open then someone slide their body behind yours, spooning you.

"Y/N?" You heard the rough voice of the boy that you loved and thought he loved you, but obviously not.

"What Cal?" You snapped. He was making this harder than it should be. You heard footsteps at the door, knowing the boys was probably watching and listening.

"I'm sorry. I'm not leaving and I'm giving us another chance, but that is if you want that." His warm breath hitting your ear.

You rolled over, facing him, "You made it clear last night you was finished, so what happened?"

"Luke and Ashton made me realize I'd be loosing the best person in my life."

You slowly looked down at the end of the bed then back at Calum.

You kissed his lips, showing you was willing to try again.

Calum laughed when the other 3 boys ran into the room, jumping on top of you two.

"Thank you." You whispered to Ashton and Luke, who nodded, replying it as a 'youre welcome'.