5SOS Imagines

Ashton Irwin imagine: I want to get to know you

"Mom!" you yelled, "Mom! We're going to be late, hurry up!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Calm down Y/N!"

By some strange stroke of luck, you had managed to get someone important to see your pictures online. Apparently they were some big-shot working in the management business, and they wanted you to take pictures full time of some band from Australia. You wondered who it was, but they hadn't told you yet. Anyway, you had a meeting today with the band and their manager to interview you and run some things over, and you didn't want to be late. You had your blonde, curly hair hanging around your shoulders and had some very simple makeup on. You wore a white dress with a brown braided belt and some white and brown wedges. You really wanted to make a good first impression.

"How do I look?"  you asked your mom.

"Beautiful, Y/N." she smiled, kissing you on the forehead. "I am so proud of you."

----1 hour later----

You arrived at the building you were supposed to have your meeting at and gaped. These guys were serious. Your mom left you at the front entrance with a wave goodbye, and went to go wherever moms go. Wiping your hands nervously on your dress you made your way into the building and to the receptionist, signing in. As you were making your way to the elevator, you heard yelling.

"Watch out!"

All of a sudden, someone slammed into your side, sending you both sprawling across the marble floor. 

"What the hell!" you exclaimed.

"I'm sosososososo sorry!" the cute blonde boy exclaimed. You just noticed how cute he was. And those eyes...

"It's fine." you said, "But I really need to go. I got a meeting in 5 minutes...bye!" you yelled behind you as you scrambled into an elevator.

"I never caught your name! I'm Ashton!" he said.

"Y/N!" you called back as the doors closed.

You got off the elevator and walked down the long hallway to the meeting room. You took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

"Hello, Y/N." a smartly dressed man said, smiling. "I'm Tom."

"Nice to meet you!" you smiled, shaking his hand. 

"Alright," he continued, "the band who you will be taking pictures of are not here at the moment, they are running a bit la-"

He was cut off by four very attrative boys running into the room. You recognized one as the boy who bumped into you.

"Ashton?" you asked, surprised.

"Y/N!" he yelled, "You are our photographer?"

"You are in the band?" you asked.

"Ya! What are the chances!"

"So," Tom interruped, "I see you have already met Ashton. This is Calum, Michael and Luke." he said, gesturing to the three other boys.

"Hi," you waved and blushed, "I'm Spencer."

"Boys, Y/N will be going on tour with you as your photographer for the year."

"Yay!" they all cheered.

"Group hug!" Ashton yelled, hugging you tight around the front. "I'm happy you're coming with us," he whispered in your ear, "I wanted to get to know you better."

You blushed. "Me too."

Over the next couple of months, you took amazing pictures of the boys and became close friends with all of them. One day, Ash asked you out, and that was the happiest day of your life. You said yes, of course, and now you two are happy and in love. The fans love you, as does Ashton's family. You couldn't be happier.