Five Seconds Of Summer Preferences

♥︎ He's the Nerd || a.i ♥︎

Ashton Only-
(Requested)

You were putting you books into your locker when a small, almost timid tap on your shoulder distracted you.

"H-Hey, Y/N."

Turning around, you see Ashton Irwin, dressed like he is normally: loose pants, daggy shoes and some old Nike top.

"Ashton.." You eye him.

People were beginning to stare at the both of you. You were the school's most popular girl, and talking to Ashton was social suicide.

"I need your h-help." He spoke firmly and your eye-brows creased.

"Okay.." You slowly nodded.

Sure, he was the school's biggest nerd, but he was a nice kid.

He looked around wearily from both his sides to see now that everyone was aware that the both of you were indeed talking. Taking your hand shyly, he quickly pulled you out of the school.

"W-What are you doing! You're going to get us in trouble!" You snatch your hand from his, "Hello? Anybody hom-"

"Make me hot."

You almost chocked on air at his statement.

"What-"

"Make. Me. Hot." Ashton said slowly.

You just stared at him, wide-eyed.

"Listen, I have the money, the car, but we both know that every girl tries to keep their distance when it comes to me.. And I want to change that."

You thought about it.

"Fine, but you get no say in what your going to look like.

* * *

Twelve days later, and a whole lot of tantrums by Ashton now put to the side, one very, very different Ashton Fletcher Irwin was standing in front of you; And he was most defiantly hot.

"Are you sure these jeans aren't too tight?" Ash asked again.

"There fine, Ashton." You rolled your eyes.

"Are you sure that my band T isn't too much, what if they don't-"

"Shut your mouth!" You finally spoke. "You are hot. Like, really hot. Every girl in there will be swooning over Ashton Irwin and that geek that they used to know will no longer exist, trust me- I know how a girls brain works, I am one. Your hair is fucking sexy, your jeans are fucking sexy and your top is fucking, amazingly sexy. You a now the sexist motherfuker in school. So, shut up and go with it." You cursed him, saying profanities to him to get him to stop being so insecure.

He looked down at his black high-top converse, smirking. "You think I'm a sexy 'motherfucker'?" He looked up from his shoes and you just grunted.

Ashton slowly walked up to you, "Do it. I know you want to; kiss me."

"I-I don't want to k-kiss you," I crossed my arms. "I would never want to kiss the school nerd."

"But you said so yourself: I'm sexy, I'm hot, and I'm sure you want me as much as I want you."

You cough, "You w-want me-"

"You know very well that I've always wanted you, Y/N."

You narrow your eyes at him, since when has he wanted you?

"Oh my god, you still haven't realised!" He chuckles at you, and his small laughs are also amazing. "It was my plan all along, Y/N. You made me into your perfect guy. You made me into the guy you've always wanted and now you want me as much as I've always wanted you-"

At a fast pace, you walk up to Ashton, smashingly your lips on his. Almost instantly, his soft hands are clasping your checks and you hands are in his hair.

You disconnect (A/N HAHAHA DISCONNECT) and Ashton looks into your eyes.

"Do you know how long I've waited for that? Like 10 years." He laughs and you smile.

"You can get me any day you want now.. Boyfriend?" You bite you swelling lips.

"Boyfriend." His eyes seem to begin to glow at the thought of finally have the girls his always wanted.

(If you want any of the other boys in this preference, leave a comment of which one and I'll write in! Enjoyyy x)