5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

#1 How You Meet

Ashton:  You worked at a record store. On a slow day a handsome boy walked in. He had curly hair that was pushed back with a bandana, and was tall. He walked with a stride that oozed fun and excitement. He peeked your interest. He strolled around for awhile looking at records, then he'd glance to you. Those glances caused a flutter inside you, forcing you deeper into your book. After several glances, he spoke up. "Hey, do you sell, I don't know, anything decent?" he asked. There was a laugh in the way he talked. Everything about him was attractive, and that only turned on the insecure side of you.  You pointed to the vinyl section. He smiled revealing dimples. He had dimples. He disappeared for a second before returning with a vinyl. Shaking you grabbed it, and rung it up. You felt his eyes on you, watching your every move. "You're a quiet little thing aren't you?" he said in the giggling way he did. You nodded. He laughed fully, it was an odd laugh, like a bunch of different ones all mixed into one. "I'm Ashton." he said as you handed him the bag. He wanted your name. He wanted you to talk.

"Y-Y/N" you managed to stutter handing him the reciet to sign. Ashton quickly scribbled on it, before leaving. Glancing down at the signature line, you blushed. He wrote his number.

Michael: You were in Australia on vacation with your family. One of your dad's friends had a time share and everything about it appealed to you-the sun and all things hot and summery. But once you got there, you were stuck tagging along as their slew of kids ran from toy store to toy store. Walking out of the last one, you decided to by the kids some ice cream. Maybe if you got on their good side, they'd want to do something else. As you stood in line and was about to pay, a friendly Australian accent spoke up from behind you, "Here, I got it." Before you could protest the stranger who looked about your age handed over the bill. You found yourself staring at the stranger. He was downright hot. His jeans were ripped and his Rolling Stones shirt was faded. But that wasn't what caught your attention, it was his hair. It had to be  dyed black, and his tips were a bright red. You smiled to yourself content on talking with this stranger. "Hi, I'm Michael." his accent forced a full on smile, while you mumbled, a 'hi'. "Are you on vacation?" he asked leaning against the stand. You nodded. "Well, maybe I could show you around sometime...." he trailed off. It took a second before you caught on.

"Y/N. And yeah, that sounds great!" you said in a rush feeling flustered. He handed you a small piece of paper, before walking away, leaving you in a daze.

Luke: Your friend was going to a party, and her parents wanted you to make sure she didn't get into trouble. You didn't really have a choice in the matter so you went. Large crowds of people plus loud music and the lack of parents just set itself up for disaster. Hanging back against the wall you felt a little better. You could keep an eye on her from a safe distance. Settling into a chair you brought your legs up underneath you and started on home work. You could feel someone watching you but you didn't think anything of it. After several minutes of staring, you felt someone sit on the couch beside you. From the corner of your eye you could see the person was a boy, and a very hot one at that. He had a blonde quiff, what looked like a lip piercing, and he was tall-like tall tall. Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you tried to focus on Greek Mythology, but none of the Gods seemed as interesting as the boy beside you. You heard rustling as saw he had scooted down to the side closest to you. "So you don't like this party either?" he asked in a deep accented voice.

"I'm just here to supervise." you replied looking up at him, he was even hotter up close.

"I'm Luke, you?" As you replied with your name, he leaned closer to you, both of you settling in for the remainder of the party.

Calum: It was raining, not that you were complaining. You loved the rain, it gave you the opportunity to go to the coffee shop and read all day. That was a perfect day for you.  Sitting down with your steaming drink you cracked open An Abundance of Katherine's and settled in. About an hour later you heard the bell ding for the first time today. It was one of those days when you wondered who was stupid enough to get out in this weather other than you. A tall tan boy walked in. He was one of the most attractive people you'd seen. Just from your glance, he had brown eyes that looked like a puppy's and matched the color of his hair. You kept staring at the stranger until he turned around to meet your gaze. Heat rushed to your cheeks as you bent down hurriedly. A few minutes later you heard the door open and close again. You were slightly relieved that he was gone after the ass you made of yourself, but at the same time, disappointed. You found yourself wondering if a guy would ever come talk to you, and at that moment, the chair across the table from you scraped across the floor. Looking up it was the boy. He smiled a large smile, and said, "Hi, I'm Calum. Mind if I join you?" How could you say no?