5 Seconds of Summer Imagines and Preferences

Problem- Ariana Grande and Iggy Azalea

                                                 Hey baby even though I hate ya!

                                                            I wanna love ya

                                                                I want you!

                                          And even though I can't forgive you

                                                            I really want ta

                                                                 I want you!

     Luke:

     "Luke damn Hemmings." You mutter underneath your breath. Throwing his lundry in the wash for the hundreth time this week after specifically saying to do it himself. Putting away his durty dishes. Tidying his desk. Ironing his shirt. Getting stood up and dealing with it.

     You were tired of it. You grabbing a bag and almost started stuffing clothes in it when you hear your bedroom door opening. You freeze. You feel his long arms snake around your waist slowly.

     "What you doing babe?" He asks you. His hot breath tickling your neck. You go to jello underneath his touch. You drop the bag to your feet as he spins you around and looks you right in the eyes.

     "Nothing." You answer his question in a whisper.

     "Good." He says hoarsly before pressing his lips against yours. And once again your back to being his.

                                                      I know you're never gonna wake up

                                                                   I gotta give up

                                                                   But it's you!

                                                     I know I shouldn't ever call back

                                                              Or let you come back

                                                                             But it's you!

    Ashton: 

     "He missed your birthday again didnt he?" Your best friend asked you. You switched the phone from one shoulder to the other.

     "Yup of course." You sigh grabbing your purse an walking out of you and Ashton's shared flat. You got in the car and though of where to go. 

     "Just come over my place okay Y/N." You heard your best friend speak again, you had completely forgot she was still on  the phone. "We can drink wine and eat pizza and watch chic flicks." She said, you smiled to yourself and nodded, heading over to her apartment.

     "He's calling again." You said annoyed. You best friend rolled her eyes. 

     "He needs to get a damn life!" She exclaims the alcohal evident on her breath. She got up (almost falling) and went to the bathroom. You sighed and looked down at your cell phone which was buzzing again. You just couldnt resist him. 

     "Hey Ash." You say quietly into the phone. 

                                                    I'm thinkin' I love the thought of you

                                                 More than I love your presence

                                                            And the best thing now

                                                             Is probably for you to exit

                                                                 I let you go

                                                                 Let you back

                                                 I finally learned my lesson!

      Calum:

     "But I don't get it!" Calum said running after you as you through a bag of clothes into the back of your car. You turn and face him.

      "And what is it that you don't understand?" You ask him. He frowns slightly.

      "What is it? Speak!" You shout, throwing your hands up in the air. He shakes his head and looks away from you for a moment. You were finally doing. Finally giving up on him.

     "You always gave me another chance Y/N why not now?" He asks, sighing. You roll your eyes and chuckles slightly. He cocks his head to the side.

     "Well it looks like your luck just ran out Calum." You said smirking and getting into your car.

No half-stepping

Either you want it or you just playin'

I'm listening to you knowin'

I can't believe what you're sayin'

There's a million you's baby boo

So don't be dumb

I got 99 problems

But you won't be one

Like what!

              Michael:   "Your not the only one I can get Michael I promise you that!" You shout as you throw your now ex-boy friends clothes over the railing on the stair case. He stands at the bottem completely dumb-founded. "I wont' pretend that I don't know your cheating on me!" You yell again as you chuck his converse at his head. The both hit him. "Shit." You head him mutter.

"Yeah! Shit Is fucking right!" You scream before you grab his guiar.                                                             "Not the guitat please not the guitar you can't!" He yells back up at you. You look down. You cant belive he cares more about his guitar right now than anything you are even saying. You take a deep breath and walk down the stairs calmly. You stand right in front of him and look at him befoer handing over his guitar,

"Thank you!" He says sarcastically.

"Look Michael... I got 99 promblems but a bitch ain't one!" You say before you punch him right in the nose and slam the front door on him. You dust off your hands and smile to yourself. Finally in control of your own life.

HOLA! I HAVNT WRITEN ONE OF THESE IN A WHILE SO I WANTED TO NOW!!! OKAY IDK WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED BUT THE FORMATING GOT WEIRD AT THE END SORRY THERE! OKAY PLEASE REQUEST AN IMAGINE:) LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH! <333333