5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

You find him crying

You find him crying

Ashton:
"Ashton?" You ask when you come home to only find all of the curtains shut and lights off. You walk up the the bedroom you and Ashton shared and Ashton was on his phone, the only light source in the room coming from the lit up screen. "Ash?" You ask quietly and he slightly jumps when he hears your voice. He looks up at you, his eyes red and tear stains down the sides of his face and a few more falling. You go and sit beside him. "I'm sorry" he sniffles, wiping his eyes with the back of his hands. "For what?" you ask him, confused. "for being such a screw up" he blinks away a few tears handing you his phone. You scroll through about a page of hate and turn of the phone, pulling Ashton in for a hug. "If it makes you feel any better.. We can be screw ups together" You say, kissing his cheek. He laughs and hugs you tighter. "I love you" He says.

Michael:
You get up from the couch, wondering to yourself why Michael had been in your shared bedroom for so long. You walk steadily up the stairs and open the door a crack to find Michael sitting on the bed, looking directly at the mirror on the wardrobe, a tear or two sliding down his cheek.
You open the door fully and start to feel worried. "Are you okay.. i-is something wrong?" You ask him, sitting next to him. Is it you? are you the problem?
"I'll never be as good as the other boys.. I'll never be as funny or coordinated as Ashton.. I'll never have a voice like Luke and i'll never be as loved as Calum" Michael sighs weakly, voice cracking. "Michael Clifford, Listen to me when I say this. You are incredible just the way you are, I love everything about you, I love how you are your own person, Without you, 5SOS wouldn't be 5SOS and I wouldn't be sane. your voice is amazing, you are funny! trust me! And you are loved, by your family, friends and me, Frig, I love you so damn much.. I hate seeing you like this! don't ever pit yourself down like that" You tell Michael, interlacing your fingers with his. His tears have seemed to dry up and he weakly smiles at you. "I don't deserve you" He blinks. "Yes you do. You deserve everything you have, that is why you have it" You remind him, kissing him.

Luke:
You and your boyfriend, Luke sorta got into a little fight about something stupid, that caused you to leave the flat to clear your mind.
When you decided to go back and sort things out it had been about 2 hours.
You eventually make it back to the flat, you quietly open and then shut the door, taking off your jacket and putting it on the chair, you find Luke in the living room, his head in his hands and his elbows resting on his knees.
"Luke?" You ask, you knew not to trust your voice but you did anyway.
He looks up, his eyes red, a clear sign that he was and still is crying.
"I'm sorry" he rushes over to you pulling you in for a long embrace. "I hate fighting with you" he sighs. "Me too" you say quietly.

Calum:
"Calum.. are you alright?" you ask, walking i to the living room.
Calum sighs deeply and shakes his head. "Honestly.. no.. Do you think I belong in the band? because according to everyone else, I don't" He sniffs, covering his eyes. "What?" You ask. "Here, jut read this" he hands you his phone. When you put the phone down, you sit next to Calum, wrapping your arms around him.
"You belong in the band, Cal. They aren't real fans, the real ones are who love all of you boys, the ones who don't point out your flaws." You hug him tight. "I love you Calum" you remind him, he smiled and looked at his feet. "There we go" You smile.