5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

#3 First Kiss

Calum:

You were hanging out in your room with your best friend, Calum, just listening to music and talking about any random thing that popped into your head.

"So, how are things with Celeste?" You asked suddenly, shunning yourself for doing so. Celeste was Calum's girlfriend, but you had this massive crush on Calum, even though you knew you would never have a chance with him.

"Not too good, as it goes. I broke up with her," He answered, and you sat up, propping yourself up on my elbows so you could look down at him from where he lay beside you. You sent him a confused look.

"Why? I thought you really liked her," you replied, and Calum chuckled slightly.

"Actually, I love someone else," He said, looking up at your ceiling so he couldn't make eye contact with you. You felt your heart sink slightly. Yet another girl who wasn't you.

"Oh, do I know her?" You asked, wanting to get more details on the mystery girl.

"For fuck's sake, Y/N!" Calum grumbled, before pulling you down to lie on his chest. "It's you. It always has been you. I thought that by seeing Celeste, it would somehow get you out of my mind, but it's just made things worse. I love you!" He said in a rush, and you were so overwhelmed, you didn't know what to say.

So you did what your heart told you to do. You pressed your lips to his, your eyes fluttering shut at the contact. Electric shocks pulsed through your nerve endings as Calum started to kiss back, his lips moving in perfect sync with yours. After a few minutes of awaited passionate kissing, you pulled apart from him, and moved your lips up to his ear.

"I love you too, Calum"

Ashton:

You had just got back after a perfect first date with Ashton, and were about to go upstairs to get ready for bed, when your door bell went once more.

As you answered it, Ashton pulled you by your waist towards his body, pressing you two together.

"Ash, wha-" But before you could finish your sentence, he cut you off.

"I forgot something," He breathed heavily, before lifting his hand to the back of your neck and pulling you further into him, until your lips collided in a heated kiss. Your hands weaved themselves into his messy mop of curls, while one of his hands stayed on the back of your neck, the other pressing the small of your back further into the impossibly small gap between the two of you. Shock waves seemed to tremor through your skin, until you both had to pull apart for lack of air.

"Woah," You both gasped in unison, before bursting into a joint fit of giggles.

"Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?" Ashton asked you with a hopeful look, and you smiled widely, pressing another brief kiss to his lips.

"Of course, Ash!" You smiled widely at your new boyfriend.

Luke:

You were sat on one of the swings in the deserted play park with Luke, your boyfriend of two weeks. You both had agreed to take your relationship slowly, so you had yet to have your first kiss with the blue eyed boy.

"Y/N! Push me!" Luke demanded like a young child, throwing his hands up in the air. You rolled your eyes at his childishness, but obliged anyway and began to push him back and forth.

After a while, your arms were getting tired, and you wanted a shot to be pushed.

"Luuuuuuukkkkkeeeee! I want a go!" You sing songed, and he smiled to you over his shoulder and stopped himself from swinging by putting his feet down.

"Of course!" He grinned, and you got on the swing where he had sat before. You looked up at him from where he stood above you, and he was upside down, but he still looked as adorable as ever. Before you could process what was happening, he had bent down and pressed his soft lips to yours in an upside down kiss. The kiss was brief, but it still caused fireworks to go off in your head, and shivers jolt through your spine.

As he pulled away and stood up straight again, you smiled up at him, and he looked back down to you with a cheesy grin on his face, before he started to push you back and forth on the swing.

Michael:

Michael's POV

Y/N was over for a movie marathon, and we were sprawled across the couch. Slight delicate snores were escaping her parted lips, which was a sign to me that she must have fallen asleep.

No wonder she was tired, today had been quite an ordeal for her. That dickhead, James, broke up with her, and she came straight here, makeup running down her beautiful face, her usually unruly curls flattened by the summer rain.

It was so frustrating for me. I had to sit by and watch as guy after guy broke her heart, when what I really wanted to do is hold her and tell her that I have this massive crush on her and that I can make her the happiest girl in the world, or at least die trying.

But I couldn't do that, because I was just the pathetic best friend, who was a shoulder to cry on and a source of cuddles. I'm forever going to be stuck in the friend zone, again and again.

I shifted slightly in my sleep, trying not to wake up Y/N but inevitably failing miserably.

"Mikey? You ok?" She asked sleepily, rubbing her eyes in a childlike way that was just so adorable. I reached over and placed a drying curl behind her ear.

"No," I said truthfully, my voice breaking and deceiving me. Fucking he'll, Michael! You couldn't just hold in the tears until she left, just like every other time. She reached over and brushed the hair from my forehead with her delicate little hand that was so small in comparison to mine.

Without even a second thought, I leaned forward and collided my lips to her own soft warm ones. Sparks flew through every fibre of my being as I savoured the kiss, my heart racing a thousand miles a minute as our lips moved perfectly as one.

"Y/N, I love you," I mumbled into her lips, before going back in for round two. What she replied with almost made my heart stop completely.

"Finally, Mikey! I love you too, so much!"