5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences [Requests CLOSED]

You're a pop star and they don't know.

Inspired by "Hannah Montana." Yes, I still watch that show. Shhh.
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Calum:

You were invited to an award show. You said "yes," of course. But, you weren't going as "(y/n)," you were going as "(secret pop star name)." No one knew who you were except for two of your best friends and your parents.

You were at Calum's house. He looked at you. "Hey, (y/n),"

"Yes?" You asked, wondering what he was going to say.

"Do you want to go to the award show together?" He asked. "The band won an award and I want you to go as my date."

You blinked, surprised. "Which award show?"

"The one next week. . . The MTV awards." He answered. That was the one you were going to. You couldn't go with Calum and go as (secret pop star name).

"I-I can't. I'm really sorry, Calum." You said, getting up and walking to the door.

"Why not?" He looked at you. "Why are you leaving?"

"I just can't. I'm sorry." You opened the door and left, closing it behind you.

"(y/n)?"

Ashton:

"(Secret pop star name) is amazing. She's really pretty." Ashton said to you. You chuckled, listening to him talk about you.

"I'm sure she is." You replied, smiling.

"Look at her!" Ashton showed you a picture on his phone. He put it down and looked at you. "Babe, are you jealous?"

"No, why would I be?" You asked.

"Because you're dating me and I'm talking about how much I like her."

You laughed. "Ashton, it's just a celebrity crush. I have one, too."

"Really?"

"Yeah." You replied.

"Who is it?"

"You." You smiled. "But, I don't have a problem with you talking about her."

If only he knew you were his celebrity crush.

Luke:

"(y/n), I just don't understand why you never have time to hang out." Luke argued.

"You don't either." You replied, crossing your arms.

"But, I do now." He said. "You don't want to hang out, though. I ask if you want to go ice skating and you say you can't."

"Luke, I just can't." You bit your lip.

"Do you not love me anymore? Are you-- Are you seeing someone else?"

"No, of course not." You sighed and sat down on the couch.

"Then, why are you so busy?" He say down next to you.

"Okay. . . I'll tell you. But, you can't tell anyone. Not even the boys, okay?"

"Okay." He replied, sounding nervous.
You went upstairs to your room and grabbed your wig before going downstairs to Luke. "The truth is. . . I'm (secret pop star name)."

Michael:

"She's so annoying." Michael said to the boys. "'Oh, look at me, I'm (secret pop star name) and I won a bunch of awards. I am so stupid."

You heard what Michael said before you entered the room. What he said was hurtful, but you acted like you didn't hear anything. "Hey, I'm back with the drinks." You were visiting Michael and his friends were over.

"Hey, (y/n)." Calum smiled at you.

"What's up?" You asked, placing the drinks on the table.

"Not much, Michael is just talking about how he hates (secret pop star name), as usual." He replied.

"Oh." You sat down in a chair. "You hate her?" You looked at Michael.

"Yeah, you knew that." Michael replied.

"I knew you disliked her, but I didn't know you hated her." You said.

Michael kept talking about how much he hated the celebrity you. You didn't say anything, but it really bothered you and broke your heart. You really liked him. "(y/n), you've been really quiet." Michael said.

"I have to go, sorry." You got up and left the room, upset. Michael watched you leave, confused.

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Should I do a part two? Let me know in the comments!

I love you.