5SOS Preferences

Moving in Together

Some people are so ignorant, like I'm sorry, but take a step back and realize what the fuck you just said...

Well, if you haven't caught on I'm a bit pissed at the moment (due to an overly rude shipper of a certain ship) and decided to write to clear my head, because I'm pretty much seeing red at the moment, but any who hope you enjoy!

Also, please vote it means a lot to me for those who do! :)

Skylar xx
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Calum: "Hey babe?" Calum shouts to you from the living room, sounding a bit out of breath. "Where do you want this?"

"Want what?" You ask, setting the clothes you had been sorting down onto the bed and walking out to see what he was talking about.

"This!" Calum says, motioning to your bicycle that sat in the middle of the room.

"Uh, I'd have to say outside... y'know, where they usually go, why would you need to ask that?" You say, slightly confused, but very amused (slaps knee whilst laughing, because that rhymed).

"I don't know, just wanted to make sure you weren't one of those people that kept their bikes inside... because there are people like that, right?" He asks, now unsure of the point he was trying to make.

"You're a dork, you know that?" You chuckle, turning to head back to bedroom.

"Eh, I prefer the word different." He replies casually, before picking up the bike and heading outside.

Luke: "It looks crooked Luke!"

"No, it's fine Y/n!" Luke insures you, as you both admire the photo you just hung on the new flats wall.

"It's not fine!" You huff, reaching forward to move it slightly to the left, then standing back happily to see it straight.

"No, no, now it's crooked!" Luke grumbles, tapping the picture to the right.

"Luke!"

"What!? I fixed it!"

"No you didn't, I had it perfect!" You snap, reaching forward again to move it.

"Now, it's even more crooked than you had it before!"

*tap to the right*

"Oh, like that did any better!"

*tap to the left*

"How could that even be considered straight!?"

"Oh yeah! At least it's straighter my way!" You snap.

"You know what!"

"What!" You ask Luke, as he takes the picture of the wall.

"We don't need this, it's ugly to begin with!"

I guess you could say problem solved...

Ashton: "Hey, babe? I need assistance!" The sound of Ashton's voice calls to you.

"With what?" You ask walking into the kitchen to see him seated in front of box, a very serious look on is face.

"This stubborn ass!" He huffs, crossing his arms. "I've tried everything and it just won't open!"

"You've tried everything?" You say, walking towards the kitchen drawer.

"Yeah, punching, biting, kicking, gnawing, picking at the tape..." Ashton rambles, as you pull a knife from the drawer, walk to the box and easily slice the tape in half opening it."

"Oh." Ashton says. "I guess I didn't do that..."

"Yeah, I figured."

Michael: "Micheal -lazy ass- Clifford! Get your ass in here and help me unpack!" You shout towards the living room where he most likely sat playing his Xbox.

"Coming!" You hear him groan, followed by a loud thump, then a series of stomps signaling Mikey not happy.

"Glad you could make it!" You say, making sure to add extra enthusiasm. "For your first task you can fold my clothes, while I go take a break!" You add, pushing a larger box towards watching his look of agitation turn into one of horror as you get up heading to the living room.

"Seriously!? Look how much there is!" He groans, opening the box to find it stuffed full.

"Sorry can't hear over the sound of this game!" You shout back, the only response being him groaning something about you ruining his score.