5 Seconds of Summer Preferences & Imagines [EDITING]

Glass Girl Two (Song Pref.)

hAI. It is here, baby Kim Kardashians. It is here. -ellie

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Michael:

"All rivers lead to oceans, where there's smoke there's fire, that's what they tell me."

"I knew it," he growled through gritted teeth.

"He came up to me and kissed me, Michael. I didn't condone any of that shit."

"No. I believe you about that. I mean that I knew that you were cheating on me."

"I'm not-"

"Let me fucking finish," Michael barked at you. Since you'd never heard him speak to you in such a tone, you decided to back the fuck off.

"You know those rumors about you and Ashton dating?" You nod your head. "I didn't think they were true until I saw the videos. You look more in love with him than you do with me. And of all people to sneak off with, you choose one of my best mates. How fucking obvious can you be?"

"It wasn't like that! We're just friends!"

"Then why is it that whenever he calls, you leave the room? I'm goddamn done with your shit, Y/N. I should've known."

"Should've known what?" You question.

"Everyone I know except for Ashton told me that you weren't good for me; that you'd break my heart one day. Well, you did. Why couldn't you have broken up with me?"

"Because you liked me and I didn't wanna ruin it."

"But did you think of how I'd feel when I found out? Haven't you read fanfiction or even the Bible? Everything you do in the dark comes to light eventually. I figured out what you did in the dark, and now I can't even look at you without wanting to-" A few minutes pass. "Good-fucking-bye, Y/N. I hope Ashton breaks your heart so you know how it feels."

A year later, Ashton ironically broke your heart, and you suddenly understood how Michael felt. It felt as if your boat was sinking, but there was no sea left for you.

Luke:

"I got nothing else to say, no need to further complicate. Find me something now to break."

"Luke? I've got something to tell you," you mumble, looking at your white Vans.

"What do you need, baby girl?"

"I-"

"Speak the King's English, please."

"I've-been-cheating-on-you-and-I'm-really-sorry-but-I-don't-feel-the-spark- in-our-relationship-like-we-used-to-have-and-I'm-sorry-again," you rush out. His eyes widen as he takes in all of the new information.

Luke's mouth opens and closes, yet no sound comes out of it. He leaves you in the living room and runs out of your shared hotel room. In a few minutes, you hear porcelain breaking and a loud male voice saying, "Dude, what the fuck?" You decide to figure out where Luke is. When you do, he's in Calum and Michael's room, sitting in the middle of broken plates while dryly sobbing. He's sitting in the middle of chaos because of your confession. Because of you.

"I'm sorry, Luke."

"No! Fucking stop it. You're only sorry because you see the ripples after dunking your rock into the water. You feel no remorse for what you did, or else we wouldn't be in this situation. I hate you, Y/N. I hate you." You said nothing after that, for he was right.