5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences [Requests CLOSED]

You're a pop star and they don't know (part two)

Calum:

Your doorbell rang. Your eyes widened. You had your wig on and everything. You had to leave in a few minutes. You took off the wig and your hair net before running to your room and putting them away. You rushed to the door and opened it, seeing Calum. "Calum! Hi!"

"Hi, (y/n)." He studied your outfit for a second before looking at you again. "You're dressed up nice."

"Oh. Yeah. . . It's a, uh, new thing. I have to go to this. . . Thing. It's a. . . Family dinner! Yeah!" You smiled. "It's just some catching up! They knew you couldn't make it because of the award show." You had on a (f/c) dress and heels because of the award show.

"You didn't tell me." He looked confused.

"Yeah, it was a last-minute plan. They texted me today." You lied. You felt awful, but you didn't want him to know. "It's should probably get going."

"Okay, well, text me if anything happens." He said. He didn't believe you.

"Okay, will do, bye!" You closed the door before going to your room and putting on your hair net and wig. You looked through the window to see Calum's car drive off. You put on a black coat, sunglasses and a hat. You walked out to your car and got in it.

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You stood in front of the podium and said your small speech, thanking everyone for voting and your friends and family. You smiled, "and here's the winner for 'Song of the summer,'" you opened the card. "'5 Seconds Of Summer!'" You exclaimed. The four boys came onto the stage. You were nervous, hoping none of them recognized you.

The boys hugged you before you left the stage. After you were done backstage, you sat down. There were four empty seats before yours. Your eyes widened. It couldn't be them, could it? Your closed your eyes before opening them again.

Calum sat down next to you. The boys sat down in the other seats. He leaned over to you and muttered, "I now know why you couldn't go as my date."

Your blood ran cold as you replied, "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, (secret pop star name), it's you. Hi, (y/n)."

"How did you know?" You whispered, still looking in front of you.

"Give me some credit, you're my girlfriend and I'm in love with you. I'd recognize your eyes and your smile anywhere. I'd recognize you."

"Please don't tell anyone." You pleaded.

"Why would I do that? I'd never betray you. I won't even tell the boys. But, we should do a song together sometime." He said.

"Yeah, we should. Have your manager call my manager." You smiled.

"Alright, (secret pop star name)."

Ashton:

You laughed as Ashton talked about his celebrity crush on the phone. "She's hot, Luke. She's really, really hot."

"What? You can't like her, too." Ashton replied after a moment. "I liked her first! Yes, I have (y/n), but she's okay with me talking about (secret pop star name)." After you laughed again, he looked at you and said to Luke, "I have to go. I'll call you later. This isn't over." He hung up. "Okay, (y/n), why are you laughing?"

"I'm not." You held back a laugh.

"Yes, you are. Tell me."

"No way." You shook your head, getting up from the chair and walking out of the room. Ashton followed you.

"Please?" He asked. You smiled as his phone rang.

"Answer your phone and then I'll tell you." You replied.