5SOS Preferences

sneaking (in or out)

I have been clean for a month, and yes this is shameless because I am so proud so I feel entitled to do a little happy dance, yes?

~sneaking in or out~

Ashton:

As you sit on your bed, scrolling through the deepest parts of Tumblr, you hear a sudden creak coming from the left side of you, making you jump and shut your laptop.

The window slides open slowly and your heart rate speeds up. You reach for your alarm clock and hold it threateningly above your head.

When Ashton's head poked through the gap, your put down the clock, relieved, and start rambling about how glad you are that it wasn't a robber.

Ashton swings his legs over the window sill and drops into your room, but it wasn't so slick. His foot knocked into your bedside table, making your lamp plummet towards the floor. Luckily, your sick ninja moves helped you catch it before it broke, or worse, woke your parents up.

You throw him a you're-so-lucky glare. Ashton gingerly steps into your room, laughing nervously. "Sorry!" he whispered.

He starts towards your bed, but trips over your shoe and falls into your bed, right on top of you.

"Sorry again," he said sheepishly, trying to smile at you.

A knock sounds on your door and your eyes widen.

Your brother walks in, looking like he just woke up; which he probably did since it's 2 am.

When he sees Ashton, he just shakes his head. "I won't tell mom, but you better not wake me up again, [Y/N]."

Luke:

You wait under Luke's window, impatiently tapping your foot in the wet, dew covered grass.

You throw a small pebble at the window for the sixth time tonight; Luke said he'd be out 15 minutes ago.

Finally, Luke's head appears out the window and he glances behind him before lifting himself up on the sill and looking down at you.

"What now?" he whisper-yells.

"The tree! Climb down the tree!"

He looks in between you and the tree and hesitantly stretched over to grab a branch.

"Oh God what am I doing?" he mumbles before removing himself completely from the window and latching himself onto the tree.

Luke shimmies himself down the tree limb until he's at the part where the trunk splits into branches, which was about 6 feet off the ground.

"I can't do it, [Y/N], I can't jump!"

"Oh come on, Luke, it's only 6 feet! That's less than your height!"

"Will you help me get down?" he asks.

"Yeah, just grab my hand." You reach your arm up a grab Luke's hand. "Okay, now just sit down in the trunk, and jump!"

Slowly, he does as you say until he looks like he's about to jump.

"I don't know, [Y/N]..." Luke trails off.

"You can do it!"

At last, Luke jumps down and lands in a crouch before rolling onto his back.

"That was the scariest thing in my life," he says with a pale face.

"Now it's time to party! Lets go!" You pull him up by his arm and drag him and his white washed face to the car.

Calum:

The fact that Calum's window was on the first floor was something that made you super grateful when you were in the process of climbing into his window.

After Calum helped you to the floor, he led you to the bed and had you sit on his lap, kissing him passionately.

"I missed you so much," he mourned against your lips.

You hummed in agreement and ran your hands through his hair.

"Calum, can I come in? Your door is locked," his mom called, just as things were getting heated and your shirt was about to come off.

"Shit!" you swore, pulling the hem of your blouse back down.

In one swift movement, you rolled off Calum's lap and ducked into his closet, hiding behind some clothes for good measure. You could never be too safe, plus his clothes smelt good.

Calum was still in a daze, but you saw him get up and let his mom since you'd only cracked the door instead of completely shutting it.

You listened to Calum and his mom talk about random stuff, and you almost dozed off as you cuddled into his clothes.

You didn't notice his mom leave, so when Calum opened the door, you jumped, thinking his mom had found you.

"Calm down, [Y/N], it's just me!"

You crawled out and sat back down on his bed.

Calum tried to pull you back into his lap, but you just laughed and softly pushed him away.

"No, Cal, your mom kinda ruined the mood."

He cursed, but settled for just watching a movie.

Michael:

Your boyfriend was waiting for you in his car as you tried to get out of your house without getting caught.

You'd ruled out going through the door, which left you with one choice: the window.

You were all ready to go, all that was left to do was climb out and you'd be with Michael.

You stepped onto the window sill and slipped down to the overhang below the window. From there you transferred onto the closet tree branch.

Once you were only a few feet from the trunk, your shirt caught onto a branch and next thing you know, your shirt is ripped down the side.

"Shit shit shit!"

You crawl back onto the overhang and clambered into your room as fast as you could, changing your shirt and making the whole journey back to the tree trunk, climbing more alertly.

Safely on the ground, you run to Michael's car and quietly shut the door.

"Babe, what took you so long?" he asked, kissing your cheek.

You sigh. "I ripped the shirt I was wearing on the way down..."

Michael erupts into laughter, and you smile at him.

"I'm glad you find it amusing, because it was your shirt," you smirk.

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I'm sorry it's been a while but I was so stressed and I couldn't write without writing something terrible and I didn't want to bum you out so here's a rebellious pref because ily all.

Thanks for the 4.5k reads!!!