5SOS One-Shots and Preferences

BSM Mashton: You Get A Boyfriend While He's On Tour

Ashton

Age; 19

Caspar; 21

You was skyping your boyfriend, Caspar, as you laughed at something stupid he had said. He was in the UK, and you was in Australia.

"Oh my god! Y/N!" Joe popped his head in the screen, making you laugh.

"Joeeee." You smiled, him moving out of the screen, leaving you and Caspar alone.

"You heard from your brother?" He asked.

"No."

"So he doesn't know about us?"

You shook your head, him sighing.

"You need to tell him. You know how he is." Caspar sighed out.

"I know, but I haven't talked to him."

Casper nodded.

"Y/N."

"I think Ashton is home." You smiled, but instantly, a look of mercy came across your face as you turned your computer around as your brother entered you room.

But you forgot to mute it, which led Ashton to finding out about his old best mate and his younger sister dating.

"Ashy!" You squealed running over to him. You heard coughing from the computer, making you groan.

"Ashy!" You heard Caspar mock you.

"Is that.. Is that Caspar?" Ashton whispered. You nodded, sighing.

"Yeah." You looked at the ground as Ashton grabbed the computer, looking at the South African that use to live in Australia as well.

Your phone buzzed as they chatted away.

CaspAr; im gelling him.

CaspAr: *telling nit gelling.

CaspAr; fuck it. I give up.

You laughed at his typos before looking toward your brother who was smirking at you.

"Ashton.. Y/N and I have something to tell you."

"You're dating? My mate is dating my sister? Who would have thought?" He smirked.

"But? How.."

"I could see how Caspar would look at you Y/N." He sighed, a blush sweeping across Caspar's face.

"But I swear, my little sister better not be a pawn in any game." He threatened.

"She's not Ash."

Michael
Age: 16

Your older brother had been on tour now for about 9 months. But you had something to tell him. You knew he wouldn't like it, but honestly, you didn't care.

You sighed as your boyfriend of 7 months sat beside you on the couch, waiting for your parents and brother's arrival.

"What if he hates me?" He asked, biting his lip.

"Carson, he won't hate you.. I hope." You sighed.

"That doesn't put much hope in me, Y/N." He smirked.

Your parents had left about an hour ago to the airport to pick your brother up, and hadn't returned just yet, making the anticipation in the room much higher.

"We have some time to waste.." He smirked, pulling you over to him, pressing his lips against yours.

You straddled his waist, him smirking into the kiss. He deepened your kiss, his tongue sweeping against your bottom lip. You opened your mouth slightly, him exploring your mouth. He pulled away, holding you against his chest. You played the collar on his t-shirt, him smiling at you. You leaned in, kissing his lips once more, before looking into his eyes.

"They're taking forever." You groaned. Carson laughed at you, his green orbs scanning your face.

You heard a car pull up in the drive way moments later.

"I'll get it later!" You heard Michael shout at your parents, making you look toward the door.

He barged in the door. You jumped away from Carson, seeing Michael glaring at him.

You jumped up off of Carsons lap, running toward Michael.

"I MISSED YOU!" You shouted at him, running into his pale arms.

"I missed you too." He whispered clutching your hair.

Michael was and had always been your best friend, and when he started touring. It broke your heart seeing him go. But he always lived up to his promises and make some way of communicating with you everyday, no matter how busy he was.

"Who's the boy?" Michael asked pulling away from you as his eyes darting toward your nervous boyfriend. "This," You started as you walked over to Carson; whom you pulled up by the arm, "is my boyfriend, Carson." You finished.

Michael just nodded, inspecting the younger male. "Cool." He commented before walking to the door. "Cool? That's it? No 'If you hurt my little sister talk, ill kill you'? None of that?" Carson asked.

"Nah bro. I'm joking. If you ever lay a goddamn hand on her or hurt emotionally, you see those deer heads?" Michael asked pointing to the deers mounted above the door, "You'll be up there with those. I can promise you that much."