Five Seconds Of Summer Preferences

♥︎ 'Get Your Life Together' ♥︎

Ashton-

You push through the crowed pumping atmosphere.

Where is Ash?

Using your arms to push through, you go to a darker part at the back of the club, resting in a corner.

Through the bodies of some obviously hormonal people, a familiar head of hair is sitting down, a joint between his chapped lips.

Gasping, you rush over.

How could he?

"Ashton! What the hell are you doing!"

"Y-Y/N!" Ashton attempted to hide the white rolled paper behind him, but failed already knowing he has been caught. "Y-You.. I-I'm so sorry." He stands up, putting his filthy hands on your shoulders.

"Get you disgusting hands of me!" I shout, shoving him off and walking out if the club.

"Wait!" Ashton follows me.

I storm outside, my pulse racing due to my anger.

"Y/N, wait-"

"What! What do you want, you junkie!" My arms flare and my face reddens.

"I-I'm so sorry-"

"Shut it!" I cut Ashton off, "Call me when you get your fucking life together!"

Michael-

"So it isn't yours!" You hold the capsule of pills in one hand as my other flames toward him.

"Yes!" He signs back, running his sweaty palms through his died hair.

"Then why was it hidden in your draw?" You yell.

"I was just minding it for someone-"

"Who could you possibly mind drugs for, Michael?"

"Just-PEOPLE!" He storms.

"You know what?" You push his shoulders, firing him up more, "We both know who these really belong to, and I'm tired of your lies!"

"W-What does this mean?" Michael suddenly drops his tough exterior, his eyes softening.

"It's means call me when you get your life together!"

Calum-

"No, Calum! You can have both! That's not how this works!"

You put your head in your hands, resting for a second before hearing his excuses again.

"I-I don't want it to work this way!" He runs his hands through his hair nervously, shuddering at his thoughts at the moment.

"Calum! Are you fucking serious? You can't leave to go to her sometimes then come back to me! Are you mental?" Your face reddens with anger.

"I don't love her!" Calum attempts to explain.

"You can't have both!" You fire again, Calum obviously not getting the point.

"I Love you. I want you to be the mother of my children. I want you, and you only next to me in the mornings." Calum finally lowered his voice, walking toward you and resting his forehead of yours, "Only you, Y/N." He looking into your eyes.

You shook your head slowly before whispering, "Call me when you get your life together."

Luke-

"I don't enjoy it." Luke whispered through the phone. "It's not helping me."

"Luke, if you want 'us' to work, you have to do this for me. I can't handle-"

"Me wanting you all the time?" You could almost hear his signature smirk as he cut you off.

"It's not normal to want sex all the damn time, Luke!" You snap and he goes silent in the other end.

"I'm not normal now?"

"Luke, I'm not going to lie to you, your addiction drives me in-fucking-sane-"

"And you think this 'Sex Addiction Group' will help me?" Luke bites back.

"Luke, baby. Try for me, please?"

"I-I-" He begins, and you cut him off.

"I want to be with you, Luke. I want you as the father of my children and my groom.. I need you in my life, but not like this." You shake your head at him, but of course he can't see it.

"I'm so sorry I'm putting you through all of this, shit- My shit." He apologises.

"Just, call me when you get your life together, okay?"