5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

•he first sees you•

He first sees you:

Calum:

 “Jesus, she’s beautiful.” He whispered to himself while twiddling his thumbs in his lap. His body jerked to the side when his fellow band mate Michael shoved his shoulder, attempting to catch his faint attention.

Michael cocky smile made Calum roll his eyes as he stared on at him. “You should ask her out, mate.”

Ashton joined the conversation upon hearing Calum’s nervousness. “I mean, if you don’t want to ask her out, I could always ask to take her out on a date.” He teased, pinching Calum’s arm.

He sucked in a deep breath. “No, I’m pretty sure I can ask her out.” He shrugged. “She’s only a girl, and I’ve asked out plenty of them before.” He added with a grin.

~*~

Ashton:

He twirled his drumsticks in his hands and nodded his head along to the beat that was blasting through his earphones. As he shook his head from side to side, he ignored the busy world around him who were preparing for the show they were about to play.

“Ashton!” Luke waved his hand in front of his eyes and attempted to grab his attention. “Ashton come on! There’s only like, five minutes left until we go on!”

As the people continued to bustle around him, he stood up upon noticing some who caught his eyes. “Woah,” He muttered to himself, standing up, pulling his ear phones out and staring on, feeling mesmerized.

~*~

Michael:

He posed for another selfie and batted his eyes innocently at Luke who grimaced at Michael. He shrugged, “I just like taking pictures, man!” He said, grinning from ear to ear.

“I think we all freaking know that.” Calum noted, rolling his eyes.

A shy girl walked up the hyper group, catching the boys’ abrupt attention – mainly Michael’s. 

“Excuse me, can I get a picture?” She asked softly. 

~*~

Luke:

He loosely picked at the guitar strings, listening to the soft hum whenever a sound was released from the musical instrument sitting in his lips. After a while, he out a few notes together but felt lost for inspiration.

“Need some help?” A girl walked up to him and laughed at his confused and blank expression.

She pointed at the direction she walked in. “I work here, I’m a music producer.” She smiled warmly and held out her hand.