5SOS Preferences

He asks you to be his girlfriend

Ashton-

You were in Ashton's room looking through his collection of CDs. You'd been seeing Ashton for a month now and he'd only just let you look through his CDs, he'd always been very protective over them, claiming that you'd probably break them somehow.

Every time you put one down to pick another up he'd shout at you to be careful.

"Oo I have this album" you said looking up and grinning at him.

He was sat opposite you, biting his lip looking very nervous. You smirked at him.

"Chill out Irwin, they're just CDs"

He frowns at you.

"Be careful"

You start trying to wind him up then, collecting all the CDs into your arms, pretending that you're gonna drop them.

"Seriously, stop Y/N"

You run from the bedroom into the living room with all the CDs still in your arms, giggling as you run.

"Y/N!" You hear Ashton shout as he runs after you.

By the time he's caught up with you you're sat on his couch casually flipping through a magazine. You look up as he enters the room.

"Yes babe?" you say.

"Where the fuck are they?!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about dear" you smile at him.

He starts flipping out, throwing cushions about, looking under the sofa as you sit there flicking through the magazine.

Eventually he comes up to you and stands in front of you with his arms folded.

"Y/N I swear to God if you don't tell me where my CDs are..."

"You'll what?" you say, looking up and smirking at him.

That's when he lunges at you, ripping the magazine out of your hands. He sits on you so that he's pinning you down, then he starts tickling you right under the ribs, you scream at him to stop in between the laughter but he continues, with a big fat smile on his face.

"Seriously stop it now" you shout at him. "I'm gonna wet myself"

"Oh that's hot" he says, laughing to himself

"Well that's what's gonna happen if you don't get off me now."

"Fine, I'll get off you if..."

You interrupt him "fine! I'll tell you where your bloody CDs are, please stop tickling me"

"Actually Y/N I was just gonna say I'll get off you if you be my girlfriend, but if you're gonna tell me the CDs location then.."

"Your what?" you say, looking him deep in the eyes. He stops tickling you and interlocks his hands in yours.

"Girlfriend"

"But, why?"

A confused expression forms on his face.

"What do you mean why?" He gets off you and stands in front of you whilst you sit up.

"Because Y/N you irritate me to fuck, you're always messing up my stuff and wearing my shirts. You constantly tell the band my embarrassing stories and you're so clumsy it's ridiculous. Yet somehow you're so unbelievably perfect and I want you to be my girlfriend, I want you to be mine, is that a good enough reason?"

You look at him and then stand so you can look into his eyes properly. Your hand goes to his cheek, stroking along his jawline, you smile at him and then move your hand so it's at the back of his neck. Your other hand goes to his waist and you stand on your tiptoes and start kissing him.