5SOS Preferences/Imagines

Song Preference: Missing You

Missing You by All Time Low 💜
Depending on the person, this may be triggering, so to be on the safe side, read with caution. I love you all, and if you ever need to talk, message me. I'm always around. 💜

Ashton -

"I heard that you've been
Having some trouble finding your place in the world.
I know how much that hurts"

You lay on a cold bench outside, shivering, but having no where else to go.
You looked at your small duffel bag of essentials, and sighed.
You couldn't help that you weren't what people wanted. You couldn't help that your parents kicked you out.
You heard footsteps crunching near you, and turned you head to find a gorgeous boy with golden curls. You recognized him from school.
He had a confused expression on his face.
"Are you okay (I'm not okay and it's not alright)?" He asked.
You looked at him. You two had never really talked before, but strangely it felt like he cared.
"I don't know," you replied, sitting up. He sat down on the park bench next to you.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Everything." You replied simply.
He nodded as if he understood. "Been there, done that."
He looked at you again. "Are you homeless?" He added.
"Yeah." You shrugged, as if it weren't a big deal.
He at up and offered you his hand. "Come on, me and my mates have an extra room in our flat. We can help you out."
Your mouth was agape. "Why are you helping me?" You asked.
"Because I know what it's like to be lost," was all he said, and started leading the way.
And after a moment, you followed him, too.

Calum -

"But if you need a friend
Then please just say the word..."

You ran into the girls' bathroom, trying to hold the tears in, but as you ran into the stall, you came apart. You sat on the toilet lid, brought your knees to your chest, and buried your head.
The tears flowed through you and left hot, salty tracks on your skin.
You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, but you ignored it.
After the third call, you looked at it and saw it was your best friend Calum.
You sniffed and picked up the phone.
"Hello," you said shakily. (I s2g if one of you makes an Adele joke)
"Y/n!" Calum shouted, startling you. "What happened? Are you okay? Where are you? What's going on?" He asked frantically, and you felt guilty.
"I'm sorry Calum, I'm fine really." You said softly.
"Y/n, are you okay?" Calum asked sternly.
"Define okay," you whispered back.
"Y/n, I'm here for you, you know that, right?"
"I know Calum." You sniffled. "I need you right now," you added.
"Of course," Calum replied, relieved. "Always."

Luke -

"There's no more trying,
Time to sort yourself out..."

You came home flustered, and shut the front door loudly.
"Hey y/n!" You heard your boyfriend Luke call from the kitchen (aka my home.)
"Hi." You responded unenthusiastically, and flung yourself onto the couch.
He came around into the living room. "What's wrong?" He asked, settling next to you.
You sighed, leaning your head back into the headrest of the couch.
"I got fired. Again." You responded.
Luke frowned. "What happened?" He asked.
You rubbed your hands on your face in a circular motion. "I just couldn't do the job the way they wanted me to do it," you responded, and felt tears spring to your eyes.
Turning to face him, you looked like in the eye. "Luke, what am I gonna do?" You asked, choking on your tears. "I can't keep a job, and I'm running out of options."
"Hey, hey," Luke murmured to you, pulling you close. "Everything's going to be okay," he added.

Michael -

"Grit your teeth, pull your hair,
Paint the walls black and scream"

You felt caged, and lost, and reckless all at once.
Your mind was going a mile a minute, but wasn't thinking anything at all, really.
You sat in the bathroom of your shared apartment, tugging at your hair and screaming.
Everything was just too much, too much, and you couldn't handle it anymore.
You took one look in the mirror and turned away just as quick.
Your eyes were bloodshot, and the mascara which you had applied this morning was running down your cheeks.
With shaking hands you wiped it off your face, but then rubbed the black ink on the walls, smearing it even worse.
You cried and cried, and your sides hurt, and your head hurt.
You couldn't feel anything, and everything went black.

When you awoke, you were in bed, and were lying next to your boyfriend Michael.
He was sitting atop the covers, his back on the headboards, and one arm resting lazily behind his head as soft snores escaped his mouth.
You snuggle in closer to him, and felt him shift.
He opened his eyes slightly, and then they opened fully at seeing your awakened state.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey," you croaked hoarsely.
He put his arms around you. "I love you," he stated.
"I love you," you said.
You appreciated that he didn't ask whether you were ok or not, and just the fact that he was there.

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Emotional chapter, right there. *wipes tear*
But, all joking aside, if you guys ever need anything, I'm here, just message me.
On a brighter note, LEO WON AN OSCAR
#ripmeme
And I hate to do this, but ily all, so would you please check out my punk Mikey fic MINE?
I love it already, and I hope you guys do, too.
I've been binging ATL all day don't mind me
Toodles
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