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5 Seconds of Summer

-He Is A Bad Boy-

Ashton- "Good Afternoon, baby." Ashton greeted as you finished school. Everyday he waits by your locker, even though he doesn't go to school anymore. "What's good about it? I had the worst day." You replied. 'Who was it today?" "I got paired with Jayden," you spat his name as if it was poison, "for a project in PE. We have to spend at least 24 hours with each other." Ashton shook his head. "Can't wait to spend that 24 hours with you, babe. We're going to have so much fun." Jayden winked as he walked past. "Oh no you're not." Ashton growled, shoving Jayden against the wall, his fist pounding straight into Jayden's stomach. You sighed, walking up to Ashton and placing a hand on his bicep. Everyone around you gasped, shocked by your action. "Come on, Ash. Lets just go home. I'll ask miss tomorrow to change partners." He nodded, letting go of Jayden, watching as he fell to the ground before spitting out, "If I hear you've been near Y/N, I will break every bone in your god damn body." Ashton grabbed your hand, pulling you out with him to his motorbike.

Luke- "Y/N." Luke smirked as you walked up to your locker. You rolled your eyes in disgust. "Lucas." You spat, collecting your belongings before slamming it shut and walking away from him. "C'mon babe." He yelled after you, running to catch up. His arms went around your waist, stopping you from moving away. "Why do you hate me so much?" He asked sadly. "Because you're you. You think you can get any girl at the drop of a hat. You think everyone worships the ground you walk on. News flash, Luke. Not everyone likes you." You stated. He looked down at the ground. "Why do you like me so much?" You asked. His head snapped up, a small smile on his face. "You're not like everyone else. You don't throw yourself at me, you're not a girl who wears so much make up or clothes 5 sizes too small for you. You drive me crazy and I don't know why. You're beautiful and I like you because you're you." He whispered the last part before pressing his lips to yours, ignoring the gasps coming from the rest of the student body.

Calum- Calum had once again got into a fight. "God dammit, Calum. You can't keep doing this and coming straight to me." You snapped, pulling him in your bedroom window. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "Yeah, yeah. What happened?" He opened his mouth to speak, "And don't you dare lie to me." He sighed. "They were saying stuff about you, Y/N. They were saying what they'd do if they ever got their hands on you. I couldn't just sit back and listen to it!" You slapped your hand over his mouth. "Shut up, idiot. My parents are home." He nodded, apologising before continuing his story. "No one talks about my girl like that and gets away with it. I had to do something, babe." You nodded. "You didn't have to start a fight." He shook his head. "It was the only way." You shook your head. "I'm just glad your injuries aren't as bad as last time." You whispered, laying back on your bed, Calum copying your actions. "You're my girl and no one can talk about you that way." He said, kissing your temple before you both drifted off to sleep.

Michael- "Michael, please come to school today." You pleaded through the phone to Michael. "Why? The teachers hate me and its not like I'm going to graduate any time soon." He replied. "For me, Michael. They'll leave me alone if you're at school with me." "Who's they?" He asked. "The guys at school. The popular ones." "I'll be there in 20 minutes to pick you up." You smiled in satisfaction as you put your phone down and finished getting ready for school. Instead of waiting 20 minutes, he was there in 10. "Babe? I'm here." He yelled up the stairs. You laughed, walking down the stairs meeting him there. He was dressed in his usual black skinny jeans and band tee. "You like what you see?" He smirked. "Yes, very much actually." You replied, before Michael pulled you outside and to the car. "Oh, look. Y/N brought Michael for protection today." Cole, one of the populars snickered. "He's not going to do anything, Y/N. Why don't you tell him about that time in the janitors closet, eh?" "What's he going on about?" Michael asked with gritted teeth. "He dragged me in there. Nothing happened. Well, except for breaking his nose." You said the last part loudly, laughing along with the rest of the students surrounding you. Michael walked over to Cole, punching him in the face. "Touch my girl again and you're dead. That goes for every single one of you." Michael said, walking over to you and kissing you before taking your hand and going to your first class.

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Luke's one is so cute, I can't even