5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

It's His Birthday

It's His Birthday

Ashton:
"It's your birthday" You giggle, poking Ashton's chest.
"Yes it is.. and you're drunk" Ashton chuckles.
It was Ashton's birthday and you threw him a surprise party.
At this point you were rather tipsy.. well.. drunk to say the least.
You gasp and stumble a little, Ashton holding you upright.
"There's two of you" You giggle again, poking Ashton on the forehead.
"Okay I definitely need to get you home" Ashton mumbles, helping you out of the party venue.

Michael:
"IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!! GET UP GET UP GET UP!" You chant, jumping up and down on the bed in an attempt to wake Michael up.
"No it isn't go back to sleep" Michael mumbles, covering his face with a pillow. You roll your eyes. "C'MON.. GET UUUUP" You whine and Michael mumbles something into the pillow.
You sigh and jump off the bed, smirking to yourself. "Fine then.. just don't expect that birthday present tonight" You say, Michael must if knew what you meant because he was up in an instant, he rushes over to you, wrapping his arms around you. "I love you" he mumbles into your hair.

Luke:
You answer the incoming Skype call on your computer. "Happy Birthday!!" You squeal as Luke's face pops up on the screen. "Thanks" He sighs sadly. "Oh Lukey, what's wrong? It's your birthday! you should be happy" You smile and Luke shrugs his shoulders. "I wish I was spending today with you.. it would of been more special that way" He says. You smile sadly. "But at least you are legal now. We can party our butts off when you get back" You try to lighten the mood. "But you'll still be 17.." Luke reminds you. "I'm cute, I get by" You laugh and Luke raises his eyebrows. "I'll just have sprite then.." You pout.

Calum:
You and Calum were in bed, sleeping in. It was his birthday and the morning had been pretty relaxing so far.. that was until you heard the bedroom door burst open.
You cringe at all of the yelling and pops of party poppers. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" Ashton scream and Calum sits up.
"Which one of you shall I murder first.." You slowly sit up, rubbing your eyes.
What? You loved your sleep.