5SOS Preferences

He Doesn't See You Want A Relationship Part 1

Owner: baandimaginess

Calum:

You and Calum were complicated, that seemed to be the only word that you could possibly think of to describe it. It was merely filled with flirting, [feelingless] kissing, and playing around. At the beginning you knew it was a bad idea, but you were desperate to have anything with Calum, so you did it. These things often resulted in falling deeper than the other, and you knew that one was you.

He was sleeping in your hotel room rather than the one he shared with Michael. You were visiting them, who were your best friends since birth.

Calum’s arms were wrapped around you, and held you tight. At the thought of it, you began to wish Calum was your boyfriend, more than usual. You wished he told you that he loved you, when he was in love with you. You wished he kissed you sweetly and lovingly instead of lustily and you wish he took you out on dates instead of fooling around in hotel rooms like always.

It hurt you, now realising that you were just his toy whenever he didn’t want to bring a girl home from the club that the boys always went to. Even if he did have a girl, he thought you didn’t care, introducing her to you before taking her to his bedroom.

You were crying now, trying to wipe away the tears quietly, and not sniffling. You knew this thing with Calum had to stop, because he didn’t want a relationship obviously and you wanted one, badly. So you wanted to get out of his grip, but it only tightened when you tried.

"Where are you going?" his coarse morning voice asked you. It was extremely attractive, no doubt,  but you were so upset with him to realise.

"Out. Just let me go," you sad, trying to stop the tears. You mentally thanked God for your back being against Calum’s bare chest, so he couldn’t see your rushing tears.

"Stay here, we can do a little something," Calum teased.
"No Calum. This little something has to stop," you told him.
"Wait what little something?"

Your heart shattered, knowing his intimate times with you meant absolutely nothing to him when they meant the world to you.

You found all of your strength and pulled away from Calum putting your shorts on and your shirt, not Calm’s like usually.

"[Y/N], what’s going on?" Calum asked, rushing out of bed and pulling a pair of shorts on.

"Nothing," you muttered, getting out of his room. You heard his footsteps follow you, and you made a run for it to your own room before he could catch you.

Ashton:

It was Ashton’s 20th birthday party, and the boys promised you it would be fun. But it wasn’t, at least so far. You were sitting with Luke who didn’t want to interact with anybody because he was coming down with a cold. He also was extremely tired, and didn’t feel like getting with any girls.

"You know, you can leave me," Luke chuckled, drinking some of his water, his second glass.

"Nah, s’alright," you shrugged. Luke was good company, they all were, ever since you guys met, when your mother became their stylist.

Your eyes travelled to Ashton, as he was very close to some girl. His face was near hers, and it was difficult to see if they were kissing, or just speaking to each other. You couldn’t look away, it pained you so much. All the boys were attractive, but Ashton stood out to you the most, and without a doubt you developed feelings for him.

You bit your lip, still staring at the two. Ashton was now dancing with her and kissed her cheek softly.

"[Y/N], you’re staring again," Luke chuckled. You shook your head, wiping your threatening tears from your eyes. If you let them stream down your face, Ashton would notice. The boys knew you liked him, but he didn’t.