One Direction & 5SOS Preferences & Imagines

Five Seconds Of Summer Preference #2-Drinking With The Guys-Part 1

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Ashton-"Do you have the stuff?" asked Michael as you and Ashton walked into the 5SOS house in LA. You smirked, and held up two brown paper bags that contained a bottle of vodka and a bottle of cherry vodka.

"You make it sound like we're doing a drug deal. All we're doing his drinking," said Ashton, setting down the other brown paper bag that contained tequila, and the two plastic sacks that contained a twenty four pack of Bud Light, and another one that contained original Mike's Hard Lemonade, and the black cherry Mike's Hard Lemonade.

"Well, we aren't suppose to be drinking," said Luke, walking over to where you, Michael, and Ashton stood at the kitchen island. It was true, the boys' manager had specifically told the five of you before he left the house that no drinking was prohibited since the boys had a meet and greet tomorrow early afternoon, and a concert that evening. But, of course, you guys didn't listen, and since you and Ashton are the only ones that are twenty one, the two of you were voted to go get the alcohol.

"Don't be a party pooper, Luke," you smirked, cracking open a can of Bud Light and handing it to the nineteen year old guitarist and lead singer. Luke brought his lip ring into his mouth, but then smirked at you and took a big chug. You took the bottle of cherry vodka, smirked at Luke, and put the rim to your lips, tilting your head back and letting the cherry tasting vodka burn your throat.

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"Lets go swimming!" you declared loudly. It was currently three am, and you and the Australian boys have been drinking since seven. You even called your best friend, since you grew up in California, and had her go out and buy some more alcohol for you guys around midnight since you "drunkens" as your best friend called you guys, drank all the alcohol.

"Lets see who can change the fastest!" shouted Calum. You all stumbled to the rooms that were yours, slamming the doors shut loudly once you got there.

"Which bikini should I wear?" you asked Ashton. Ashton smirked.

"I think you should go naked," he slurred, a little bit more drunk than you. You giggled drunkenly.

"I only do that when it's just us," you murmured, and kissed Ashton on the lips. You turned around and decided to wear your mint green strapless bikini. You ran out of the bedroom, Ashton hot on your tail, wanting to see if you changed the fastest.

You didn't, somehow Michael had been the first one back to the living room.

"What do you all want to drink?" you asked, standing behind the island, all the alcohol in front of you.

"Bring the rest of the beer out!" shouted Ashton.

"Yeah!" said Calum, following the drummer out the patio door to where the pool and hot tub are. Luke grabbed the pack of the Mike's Hard Lemonade and walked out of the house.

"Do you want a mixed drink?" you asked Michael, mixing the cherry vodka and Sprite together in a cup. Michael nodded. You quickly made him a drink, too, and the two of you walked outside into the humid summer night air. You climbed into the hot tub, sitting down next to Ashton, and Michael plopped in on the other side of you.

After swimming in the pool for a bit, then getting back into the hot tub for a little bit longer, Calum was the first one to call it a night.

"I'm going to bed," he said, climbing out of the hot tub and going inside. To your surprise, your mixed drink buddy Michael was second to call it a night, stumbling into the house.

After another ten minutes, Ashton and Luke decided they were ready to go inside, too. But you were not ready to go inside. You stubbornly sat in the hundred degree bubbling water, sipping on your who knows how many you've had mixed Sprite and cherry vodka.