5SOS Preferences

93 He finds your old blog

Luke: "Babe, mind coming here for a minute?" He called from the other room. "What is it?" You said leaning over his shoulder, not looking at the computer screen. "So, apparently I'm a cocky shit when I kiss you?" He said smirking at you. "Wh-what makes you say that?" He turned your head with his fingers, your eyes widening at the reblogged post. "Oh god, I hate you so much now," you said burying your head into the couch cushions. "Hey, I can be as cocky as you want," he said lifting your head up. "Just don't read everything else," you muttered as he kissed you. "Oh I did. I think it's time I show you how cocky I can be," he said taking you into the bedroom.

Ashton: "Hey, babe come look at what Lauren sent me a few hours ago," he called to you as sat organizing your dresser. "What is it?" You ask sitting on the bed next to him. "Well, it's a blog that looks like it hasn't updated in quite a while. And if I click here, I see a girl who looks exactly like you," and he clicks on your face page. "Oh my god, how did she find this?" You took the computer from him and scrolled through everything, remembering what you posted and how you could almost have felt ashamed of it now that you knew all the boys. "She knows how to use the internet Y/N," he chuckled as you put the laptop down and buried your face in your hands. "I feel embarrassed by it now because I know you all," you said looking at him. "Hey, don't feel bad about it. At least I know you love me as much as you do now as you did then." He pulls you up and into his chest. "But some of those posts were rather good," he said kissing your head.

Michael: "Hey, babe do you know what a 'one shot' is?" Michael asked as you were cooking dinner one night. "No, I don't know what a one shot is Michael," you said as you got plates for the two of you. "Well, I did some researching and this one blog looked very compelling. Wanna come and take a look?" He asked you, holding the laptop to his chest. "Just show me so I don't have to guess," you said taking the computer. You instantly regretted it, noticing the URL was the one you had created when you were 15, and the blog had been updated three weeks ago by someone you had let co own. "I, I have never seen this blog in my life," you said quickly putting the laptop down and handing him a plate. "Is that why one of the faces of the owners is you from the tenth grade?" He said clicking on the link and a horrible picture of you popping up. "I hate you so much," you said banging your head against the cupboard. "Hey, lets at least admit you are a good writer. I especially like this one about me, and I'm guessing you also wrote it because that's how you sign your texts."

Calum: "And then he shouted after me, but my feet kept hitting the cold pavement leading me away from the man I had fallen madly in love with. But why Calum was chasing me after I had broken his heart was a mystery, because I had mine still in his possession." You looked over at Calum and gave him a funny look as he read something off of his computer. "Are you high?" You ask looking up from your computer screen. "Fan fiction is becoming a favorite of mine to see on twitter, especially this one. It's called "Stolen Heart" by *your blog name* and it's quite marvelous. Except maybe the author should have thought more carefully about it." You looked at his silver Mac Book and wanted to go and smash it against a wall. "Stop reading right now," you ordered. "It's no good, it'll hurt your mentality." He looked at you before laughing. "Why didn't you tell me you wrote fan fiction?" "CALUM THOMAS HOOD I SWEAR TO GOD STOP READING IT NOW." "And you wrote one for each of us, and for One Direction! I didn't know you were so creative!" He laughed as you took your laptop and stomped out of the room yelling threats at him about how he'd wake up a woman in the morning. "Does that happen in your story too?!"