5 Seconds of Summer Imagines and Preferences

Luke Imagine: Breakup

     "She Looks So Perfect standin' there, in my American Apparel Underwear. And I know now, that i'm so down." You sing this quietly to yourself as you fold laundry in the living room of the house you share with your cousin Ashton Irwin, and your fiancé Luke Hemmings. The boys in 5 Seconds of Summer were currently at a CD release party. You didn't understand why you weren't invited. You had been close with the boys for years. Not to mention you were Ashton's closest cousin, and Luke's girlfriend. You were worried though. Luke had ben avoiding you and picking fights every chance he got. The wedding was in three months and you had put of University for it too. You were doing all you could and didn't understand why he was treating you this way.

     You finish folding some dish cloths and go to put them away in the kitchen. You stand from the couch and walk into the open kitchen. The tile is cold on your bare feet. You slide open the drawer and put the dish cloths away. Just as you are walking out of the kitchen, you notice something in the trash bin. You frown and grab the piece of paper out of the bin. It's Luke's handwriting.

      "Don't send Y/N an invite to the party. I'm kind of sick of her." You are shocked. Next there is Ashton's handwriting.

      "But I'll feel bad lying about it to her." You smile knowing your cousin stood up for you slightly.

     "Tough." Is all Luke's reply is. They always would pass notes back and forth during recording sessions if they needed to talk but be quiet. You and Luke used to do it when the other boys were recording. You bit your lip trying to hold back tears. They lied to you. Tears filled your eyes at you went to your bedroom. Filling a suitcases with your clothes, you hurry to finish before he gets home.

     You slide your engagement ring off your finger and place it on top of the note you had found on the counter in the kitchen. You lugged the suitcases out the front door and slammed it behind you. You make your way to your car and shove the cases angrily into the back hatch. Climbing into the front seat, you start your engine and begin to drive. Unsure of where to go, you knew of one place you would be welcome.

     Pulling up outside of Michael and Calum's shared flat, you took a deep breath and climbed the stairs to their front door. You knew they would still be at the party. Flipping the corner of the door mat up with the toe of your converse, you grab the cold metal spare key. Inserting it in the lock, you turn the key and gain entry. You make your way to the couch in the dark living room and wait for the boys to get home. You lean your head back and close your eyes. You didn't intend on sleeping for too long.

      "Y/N! Wake up!" You open your eyes sleepily to see Calum shaking you awake with Michael standing behind him. They looked concerned

      "Can I- uh stay with you guys for a while?" You asked them, sitting up.

     "Whats wrong with you, Luke and Ashton's place?" Michael asks. You run your tired eyes and try to hold back tears.

     "Luke doesn't seem to want me." You sigh and tell them everything.

     "Luke said you were sick!" Calum exclaimed. Michael looked beyond mad.

     "Luke obviously lied Calum." He said through gritted teeth. You jab his arm.

     "It's alright. Really. But can I stay with you guys until I get my own place?" You asked them hopefully. They smile and nod reassuringly.

     "Of Course!" They say in unison. You try to hold back your tears that won't leave you alone. Why would Luke do this to you?