5 Seconds of Summer Preferences 2.0

#119: "I Can't Stand Seeing You Cry..."

A/N:

I feel like it's one of those nights where I just stare at my posters and realize what I've been doing for the past four years. It's hard sometimes trying to keep up the good work and trying to stay motivated when you just feel so stressed by the thing called reality. But for just one night I went back into the belief of something else.

Luke:

"... Because it breaks my heart. Every single piece of it feels like it's being torn out and ripped into a million pieces." He was unsure of leaving the secure spot by the door frame. Heels pressed against the wooden step he couldn't help but feel the nervousness going through his veins. You weren't looking at him but his voice spoke enough for his feelings. He was just as hurt as you if not worse. With face pressed against your pillow you just wanted to bury yourself into the mattress. "We have to do this together." He gained a bit of the courage he had that came from the pain hiding inside his chest. "Fights are only temporary. Our love is for life. We cant let words break us." You felt like it was the breaking point when you forced your face away from the pillow to look up at him. Just like you had predicted and it felt like shivers going down your spines in such a bad way by his sad face. "Can you just please, hold me?" You leaned your face back on the pillow and sincerely wished he would fill in the cold spot behind you. "Just to get all the sad thoughts away." It was without doubt or hesitation he moved away from the door frame. There was only one place he wanted to be right now and it had to be with you in his arms. It was the only way of moving forward so he did. Holding you tight until all the bad thoughts went away.

Calum:

"... And I know it's hard showing your real feelings sometimes and it's also hard to be the one feeling weak but it happens to everyone. Everyone goes through stress and everyone comes to the point where the feeling of giving up is so close. It's what I'm here for Calum. I'm here to help when the smallest things in life feels like the worst." It was so hard letting the words sink in, but deep down Cal knew just exactly well what you were talking about. Things could get hard at times but instead of sharing he kept it inside. He didn't want to spread negativity and most importantly he didn't want you to get sad because of him. Because of things he thought was hard fighting through. It made him quiet, it made him go for days without keeping up the conversations and deep down you feel so weakened. It was the reason why you had to break in. You moved away from the kitchen counter to stand in front of him and get his full attention. "And I know you're going through a lot but I think it's important to know that you're trying your best avoiding making me sad. But what truly hits me is that you're too afraid to even share it with me. We are supposed to go through everything together." You wrapped your arms around his torso so close that you could possibly do, "I so I will wait. I don't know for how long but when you're ready to share I will be right here listening. Always."

Michael:

"... Imagine standing here not being able to do anything. That happens when you just won't let me in trying to explain what is going on. I'm not inside of your head, and I can't take the blame but I just want to do everything in my power to make sure you feel alright. That's what I live for but only if you let me in." His voice was so loud even if it was on the other side of the door. It was like it could cut through your chest just by the pain in his tone but you tried to just think it through. Tried to turn the words into something else but no matter what the feeling of just wanting to lock the door open was much stronger. "Even with a door separated it still breaks my heart and I can't even see the tears being spilled from your ears." Just by the mention you couldn't help but look into the mirror. Seeing how the mascara had run down your cheeks like it was nothing else but black pain. It completely covered the rosy cheeks that was always planted with a happy smile. "Always remember that no matter what I love you. It just doesn't change no matter what comes between us." That was the final move for you, he almost couldn't believe his eyes when the door went open. For a moment you almost felt like you were meeting him for the first time again but feelings were just as true as now. "I love you too. No matter what."

Ashton:

"... You know it hurts me just as much as it hurts you seeing me do it. There's literally not in between just because you're a boy. It's okay for everyone to cry when it's needed." It was clear in the way he reacted that he knew your words were truth, he just didn't want to be that guy. He was often known for his feelings being worn on his clothes but when it came to you it was always about being brave. He always wanted to be the happy one because that was what he was known for, that was what he felt was the person you fell for when you fell in love with him. "I know you're sad of how I react and I know that you don't want to fight but always going with what I say won't solve it in the end. You need to state some opinions at times and I know it frustrates you because the only thing you want is to make me happy and avoid fights. But being like this only makes it go the other way and you don't want that either." You softly sat next to him on the couch and leaned your head on the top of his shoulder. At first you were almost afraid he would step away but when you felt his arm sneak around your waist you couldn't help but feel safe and happy. "Ashton I love you as much as you love me and I think it's important to talk about things. No matter what it's about."