5 Seconds Of Summer (5SOS) Imagines & One Shots

She's The One (Calum Hood and Michael Clifford)

Calum's POV:

I looked at her and knew I couldn't have her. It didn't stop me looking though. At her beautiful face, the way her back curved when she laughed, how she ran her hand through her long, straight hair, the sound of her laugh. I look at her now and she's got her feet tucked under Mikey's butt. Her head and back are leaning against the window of the bus. Her hair is spilling over her shoulders as she sleeps. She reminds me of some kind of goddess even though she is wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. Mikey's sweatshirt. She'll never wear my clothes, she'll never hold me close like she does with him.

We go over a speed bump and the back of her head hits the glass of the window. Her eyes shoot open, panicky. She visibly relaxes when she remembers where she is. She glances in my direction and I look down, trying pretend that I wasn't looking at her. When I look back up, she's snuggled up close to Michael, her head in the crook of his neck. She's closed her eyes again and has her headphones in her ears.

I wonder what type of music she listens to, that's something I've never asked. I realise Mikey is staring at me, he's noticed that I'm observing his girlfriend. I turn my gaze to the window and the countryside that's speeding past.

Your POV:

I know he's watching me, or at least he was. He doesn't half make it obvious. I pull out one headphone and reposition myself, I glance up and he's asleep. Oh Calum. Michael senses me shifting and plants a small kiss on my head. I smile and take his hand in mine. I kiss it and keep ahold of it before putting my headphone back in and closing my eyes again. When I wake, the bus has stopped, I feel a pair of arms slip around my body and lift me up off the seat. He feels familiar but not so familiar. I open my eyes and realise it's Calum carrying me. I frown wondering what happened to Mikey but I feel tired and close my eyes. There's a shift and someone else's arms are carrying me. I can tell it's Michael from his scent.

"You didn't have to do that. I was just coming to get her." Michael says to Calum presumably.

"Yeah I know." Calum sounds like he's shrugging.

"Calum, she's mine. Back off okay? Sorry but I've seen the way you look at her and I only know because I look at her the same way." There's a pause and I stay still.

"She's beautiful, I'm sorry. You're lucky mate."

I feel Michael take something in his hand before pulling me closer and getting in the lift to our room. He puts me on the bed and exits to collect our bags. I sit up on the bed, pondering over the conversation I just overheard. I knew Calum fancied me but I didn't know he felt that strongly. It makes me feel bad and I don't know why. I like Michael, more than a lot.

Michael comes back into the room with our bags and smiles when he sees I'm awake.

"Hey sleeping beauty, did you have a nice nap?" He winks and grasps my chin before kissing my nose and then my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck and he leans in pulling my body close. I lie back on the bed with Michael looming over me. He moves away from my mouth and kisses my neck, peeling open my shirt, he kisses my chest, making his way down. I moan and knot my fingers in his messy hair. It's not the first time we've been sexual but I'm still a virgin. Not for any particular reason but I just haven't found the right person. Michael knows this and he's cool with it.

Gently he unbuttons my shirt and pulls it open, planting soft kisses down my front as he goes. I reach up and peels off his top, revealing his slightly toned body. I smile as Michael realises what we are doing. I trust him. This is what I want. He slips off my shirt and begins to unclasp my bra.

Suddenly the door swings open and Calum walks in.

"Mikey do you have a spare- Oh." He looks at both of us, Michael topless and me half naked and guesses what's going on. He mumbles an apology before slowly backing out.

Calum's POV:

I saw her, she was going to have sex with Michael. Not that I had a problem with that but I knew she wanted to wait for the right person and she wouldn't rush anything. Which means she's found the right person and it's not me. I had always visualised us together, she'd change her mind and pick me instead of Mikey but now that's just a fantasy. I run into my room before anyone sees my tears. I don't normally cry but this realisation really hits me. Luke and Ashton walk in, they know everything and can tell what has happened when they find me on the floor of my bathroom. They pull me to my feet.

"Let's go get wasted mate." Ashton says and I nod, hoping alcohol would fill in the hole in my chest.

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