5 seconds of summer imagines/preferences

Ashton and Michael find out your self harming.

Michael:

You ran into your shared apartment, crying. Your best friend had just watched you get judged and she joined in. You ran into the bathroom, not even caring about locking the door. You slid down the wall next to the toilet and grabbed your blade out of the cupboard. You pulled your sleeve up, diverted from the previous cuts and started at the very top. 1 cut for your so called 'best friend' 1 cut for your family. 1 cut for your 'boyfriend'. 1 cut for his band. 1 cut for his songs. 1 cut for everything. 

Michael's P.O.V:

I stumbled up the drive way off mine and Y/N's apartment, she should be home right now. I pushed the already opened door open, "Y/N" I called. No answer. I walked through the kitchen and looked around. The bathroom door was shut, but the light was on. I walked over to the bathroom and knocked on lightly, "Babe?" I said. No answer. I pushed the door open, thinking she'd be in the shower or something but i was wrong. I quickly dropped my things and pounced down in front of her. "Y/N why?" I asked. She opened her eyes slowly and said, "Michael?" "It's me, why did you do this?" I asked again. She pointed to the first one, "one cut for Y/B/F/N" she slid her finger down to the second one, "one cut for my family" she slid it down to the third one, "one cut for you" she slid it down to the fourth one, "one cut for your band" she slid it down to the fifth one, "one cut for your songs" she slid it down to the sixth one, "one cut for everything" tears formed in my eyes, "Oh baby your crying?" She asked. I nodded rapidly, "Why?" She asked again. I placed my finger on the third one, "You cut because off me?" I asked her. She nodded, "The arguments, fights" She whispered. I slid down into a sitting position, I pulled her onto my lap and hugged her tight, "Promise me you won't ever cut your self again?" I asked. She looked up at me and said, "I promise".

Ashton:

You staggered into your old apartment, after the recent argument with your boyfriend. You wiped your tears away and went to the glass floor, you grabbed a blade and placed it to your wrist. You cut as many times as you needed too then put it away. You curled up in a ball and cried to yourself on the floor. "HE DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING LOVE ME" You screamed. You then slowly drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Ashton's P.O.V:

I was out of order for what i said, when she said i should find someone more prettier. The argument ended with me saying, "Maybe i will, you whore!" I was way out of order, i thought to myself as i drove up to her old apartment. I pulled up on the curb outside off her house and bounced up the steps, i walked into to find her curled up in a ball on the floor. My eyes diverted to her wrist, The blood was pouring out. I ran over and pulled her into my legs. I tapped her face lightly, "Y/N? Y/N! Y/N?" I called. She slowly opened her eyes and cried, "What do you want Ashton?" She asked. "You!" I screamed. A faint smile appeared and then dissapered, "Why? I'm a whore remember?" She asked. "I swear to god babe, i didn't mean it. I was mad because off the fact i thought you didn't love me anymore, wanting me to go find a prettier girl? Babe, there isn't a more prettier girl in the world. You're fucking it. I bet girls are jealous because they can't be as pretty as you right?  I love you. Okay? I love you. Your the only girl i want" He whispered. "You mean it?" She asked, pulling her hair out of her face. I helped her and stroked her cheek at the same time. "Of course i mean it. I wouldn't say it otherwise, have you seen the attention you get from boys? I get so jealous i could actually punch them. The rest of the band? Fancy you! You're liked Y/N! I just don't wanna share you. I know i sound selfish, but I'm sorry. You're mine!" I replied. I leaned down at her smiling lips and kissed them. "I love you Y/N" I said, as i pulled away. "I love you two Ashton!" She said.