5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences [Requests CLOSED]

He cheats.

Calum:

"(y/n), wait! I can explain--"

"Explain?! Explain?! Calum, what do you have to say? I can tell you slept with her!"

"I know, it's true, okay? I just. . . I got drunk and the distance. . ."

"Calum Thomas Hood, I came to surprise you while you're on tour. But, you had a surprise for me. That girl who isn't me!" You hissed.

"Wouldn't you have done the same thing if you were on tour?!"

"No. Because I love you. I would know that distance is hard but when I came home, I'd see the love of my life and it would be worth it." You glared at him. "Maybe seeing me wasn't." You turned around, about to leave.

"(y/n), please, wait." His voice cracked. You looked behind you and noticed tears in his eyes. Your heart broke.

"Wait for what, Cal?" You asked, heartbreak laced your voice.

Ashton:

Ashton was texting someone and every time he put his phone down, the screen was facing the table. You bit your lip, looking at him. "Texting Luke?"

"It's a friend." Ashton avoided your gaze.

"Ash, what's wrong? You seem nervous and you won't meet my gaze." Your eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"Y-Yeah. . ."

"Are you sure?"

"M-Mhm. E-Everything's fine."

"Okay. . ." You reluctantly said. You didn't fully believe him. "Is it the tour?"

"No, (y/n)! I'm -- I'm cheating on you!"

The moment those words left his mouth, you turned pale and looked like you saw a ghost.

"I mean, it's -- it's the tour."

"Ashton. . . You. . . You're cheating on me?" Your vision became blurry as tears filled your eyes.

"(y/n), don't cry. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have and--"

"Ashton, what did I do to you? Why did you cheat on me? Was I not good enough? That was probably it--"

"(y/n), you were more than good enough--"

"Don't lie to me, Ashton." The tears fell faster.

"I'm not lying! (y/n), you're the best girlfriend I ever had, I promise. I don't-- I don't know why I did what I did."

You shook your head at his words. "You have to go."

Luke:

"Hey, Luke." You smiled.

"Hey." Your boyfriend of two years grinned.

"I love you."

"I love you too." He kissed you. You returned the kiss before you two started making out. "I love you so much, (girl name)."

You pulled away, puzzled. "(girl name)?"

"What?"

"You said 'I love you so much, (girl name).' But, my name is (y/n)." You stepped away from him.

"Oh. . . I-I meant you. I was just thinking about my sister and how I haven't seen her."

"Lucas, you don't have a sister. Second, why would you think of a sibling while you're kissing your girlfriend?" You raised an eyebrow, worried and suspicious.

"I don't know! I just--"

"Are you seeing this '(girl name)?'" You bit your lip, hoping he'd deny it.

"I. . . Yes." Luke looked down at his shoes.

"For how long, Luke?" You asked, bracing yourself for the answer.

"Four months. But, (y/n)--"

"Four months! Were you planning on telling me? Of course not." You put your hands behind your head and paced the room. You tried blinking tears away. Tried.

"(y/n), I didn't mean to."

You wanted to tell him it was okay, but you wouldn't. "I thought you were everything. You are everything. I thought it was a miracle for Luke Hemmings to choose me. I thought that it was real. That you fell in love with me like I fell in love with you." Tears ran down your face.

"(y/n), I did fall in love with you. You know that. You came and I forgot to breathe. I forgot how to talk or act. I never felt like that."

"I need to think about this, please."

Michael:

You were scrolling through Instagram when you saw a photo of Michael and a girl. Curious, you tapped on her username. You saw a photo of her and your boyfriend kissing. You tapped another photo and saw him kissing her cheek. It was captioned "He makes me smile. I love him."

Michael had been a bit distant towards you. You walked over to him and hoped the photos were photoshopped. "Um, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure."

"Who was the girl in the photo you posted on Instagram?" You asked, nervous.

"Just my best friend." He glanced at the wall.

"Michael, I'm not an idiot. I saw her photos. You were kissing back."

He sighed. "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"That you're not cheating on me." Tears fell from your eyes.

"I-I can't say that, (n/n). I did cheat on you. I'm really sorry. I was. . . There's something missing."

"Missing from me?" You asked, knowing the answer.

"No, no. . . I still love you."

"You loved me." You sobbed. "You can't say you still do. Because, when you love someone, you look past all their flaws and they're perfect in every way for you. You can't imagine a life without them."

"I do love you, (y/n)." He softly said.

"I don't know if you do." You cried. "You could imagine her with you. I'm sure you could imagine her kissing you and singing to you."

"Nothing was the same with her. You need to trust me."

You could hear the sadness in his voice. "I don't know. . ." You wiped away more tears.

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