5SOS BSM Preferences

#32 He Walks In On You Fangirling

Ashton (Age 16):

"Y/N, are you okay?" Ashton asked you as you sat at the counter, headphones in, squealing multiple times as you stare down at your friends.

You don't answer him, seeing as you didn't hear him. He was getting slightly worried, because he hadn't seen you fangirl, ever, and this was new to him.

He walks over, and taps you on your shoulder, making you jump. You pause whatever it was that you were listening to and look over at him, breathing heavier than before, "Yeah?" You ask breathlessly.

"Are you okay?" He asks, "You're sitting here squealing."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just freaking out because of Troye's new song, Happy Little Pill." You tell him.

He gives you a look, "It's called fangirling... y'know what your fans do all the freaking time?" you say.

"Ohhh!" He says, realization smacking him in the face. "Gotcha,"

"Now if you excuse me, I'm going to listen to this song fifty eight times as I cry." You say, and stand up.

"Uh, okay?" He says, uncertain as you walk away.

Luke (Age 14):

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," You say repeatedly as you stare at the notification on your phone.

Freaking Ricky Dillon had tweeted you back, and followed you after your thirty tweets to him about a potato. "IS THIS REAL LIFE?!" You exclaim loudly as you get up, jumping around your room and screaming.

You were literally having a freak attack. You were crying, screaming, and jumping up and down as you span around your room.

"Y/N? Oh my God, are you okay?" Luke asks walking into your room.

You stop your attack for a second, giving him what probably looked like an insane axe murderer look. "NO! RICKY JUST TWEETED ME BACK AND FOLLOWED ME." You exclaim loudly.

"Who?"

"RICKY EFFING DILLON THE SWEETEST KID TO EVER WALK THE EARTH. OH MY GOD IS THIS LIFE WHAT IS THIS?!" You exclaim squealing again.

"Okay, well, I'm gonna go let you have your... moment..."

"Come on! Your fans do the same thing when you notice them!"

"I'd rather not think about that," He says, as he closes your door.

You stand in silence for a second before going to back to your fangirl attack, squealing and screaming and jumping as you tweeted about it.

You couldn't effing believe it.

Calum (Age 15):

"AHHHHH! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" You scream at your computer upon finishing the newest Tyler Oakley video.

Troyler--your OTP--had just been confirmed. "OH MY GOD THIS IS THE BEST NEWS EVER OH MY GOD OH MY GOD." You say loudly as you begin to freak out.

Calum walks by your room, and stops upon seeing your spaz attack on your bed, "Are you okay...?" He asks, hesitantly.

"NO! TROYLER IS REAL! I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT! OH MY GOD THIS IS THE BEST NEWS EVER I CAN'T EVEN!" You say as you open twitter to tweet fifty thousand times about it.

#TroylerIsReal was trending and you were dying.

"What's Troyler?" Calum asked.

"Troye and Tyler's ship name! THEY JUST SAID THAT THEY WERE DATING AND OH MY GOD I HAVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER IN MY LIFE." You say just as loud.

"Why are you flapping around like that?!" He exclaims as you begin to freak out again.

You stop, "Fangirling, your fans do it literally all the time."

"Oh! That's what it's called!" He says, nodding, and leaving.

"OH MY GOD." You say once again as a few tears (may or may not have) run down your face.

Michael (Age 13):

You were just finishing up a conversation with your best friends, "YOU DID NOT!" You say loudly into your phone as your friend just broke the amazing news to you.

"I DID!" She said, just as loud back.

"OH MY GOD ARE YOU SERIOUS?! WE'RE REALLY GOING!?" You exclaim, louder as you stand up quickly.

"YES! MY MOM'S DRIVING US AND EVERYTHING!"

"OH MY GOD. I HAVE TO GO ASK MY MOM, I'LL TEXT YOU, OH MY GOD!" You exclaim hanging up.

Your friend's Mom had just bought you and your best friend tickets to the Imagine Dragons concert a city over.

"MOOOOOOOOMMMM!" You scream as you run out of your room.

You ran into Michael as you ran down the hallway, "Whoa, mom's not home right now, what's the rush?"

You couldn't stop your freak attack and groaning because she wasn't home, "My friend! SHE GOT US TICKETS TO THE IMAGINE DRAGONS CONCERT!" You say letting out a little scream afterwards, "I NEED MOM TO BE HOME SO I CAN ASK HER IF I CAN GO."

"That's cool," He said, a bit shocked from your screams.

"OH MY GOD, MIKEY WHAT IS LIFE?!" You exclaim then stopped. "When's mom going to be home?"

You hear the door open from downstairs, and turn on your heel running down the hallway, "MOOOOOOOMMM!"

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literally can troyler be confirmed, ricky follow me on twitter, and random imagine dragon tickets pop into my life??? thanks