Luke:
The photos are taken by papparazzi who were sneaking up to you. The two of you are completely dressed in black: Sweater, pants, shoes, sunglasses... The hood of your sweater is covering your head, Luke's blonde quiff and your long hair sticking out. You're walking in a shopping street, having a bunch of fun whilst trying to hide from the paparazzi. In the first photo, you are both laughing very hard as you look up at him and he has his head thrown in his neck, looking up at the sky whilst laughing. In the second photo, you're pulling on his sleeve whilst pointing at the camera, you both looking very surprised. In the third photo, he has taken your hand and is running away to the right, dragging you behind him. You're both laughing again, your long hair that's sticking out of your hood is fluttering behind you as you try to keep up with his long legs.Ashton:
The three photos are taken and thrown on the internet by Calum during one of the band's rehearsels. You're sitting behind Ashton's drumkit with his drumsticks in your hands and a focused look on your face. Ashton is standing behind you with his hands on your arms, clearly trying to teach you some notes or a piece of a song. Next you're hitting the drums like a wild woman, your arms and hair flying around and an amused Ashton in the middle of jumping away from you in surprise. In the last picture, Ashton has taken the drumsticks from you in one hand and is holding them up high in the sky. You are standing on your tippytoes next to the forgotten drumkit with you arms outstretched to the sticks and at the same time trying to duck away from Ashton's other hand trying to keep you away from him, both in the middle of laughing.Calum:
The photos are taking by someone backstage, right before Calum goes on stage. He has his back turned to the camera, hovering over your smaller frame, his broad shoulders almost entirely covering the sight of you. You're standing close to each other, his guitar squished in between your bodies, his hands on eather side of your face. You can't see it properly, but it's pretty obvious the two of you are probably kissing. In the next photo, Calum is about to walk on stage, but his hand is still holding yours, both of your arms outstretched. He looks back and smiles at you as you just stand there, letting his fingers slip from yours. He's gone in the last photo, on stage, ready to rock the show. You're still standing backstage, looking at the ground with a shy smile on your flustered face, the fingers of the hand that held Calum's just seconds ago now pressed softly against your lips, savouring his taste.Michael:
A chill day. One of the boys has probably taken the photos. You're laying outstretched on the couch, sucking on your index, one of your bad habits. Michael is sitting in the corner of the couch with your feet, covered in grey fluffy socks, resting on his lap. Both of your gazes are on the television. Next photo, you can see you're giggling as you are now looking at Michael. You have your leg outstretched and you are poking your toe in his cheek, and Michael is glaring at you out of the corners of his eyes, not able to contain a smile at the sight of you giggling. Shit goes down in the last photo, as Michael yanks you towards him by your feet, the both of you now laughing aloud, ready for an epic tickle fight.
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JE LEEST
5SOS Preferences
FanfictionHiiii! I love 5sos and I love reading preferences, so I wanted to try and write some myself. I have no idea how this is going to go, so bear with me ENJOY! (I'm from Belgium, so my knowledge of good phrasing in English is rather limited. I'm sorry...