5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Accident

Calum

Y/N's POV:

I turn a corner from a building, I was taking my morning jog. I don't know why, but in the mornings I get this rush and I just run. The lake comes to view and I rest on a bench, my chest rising up and down at a fast pace. I wipe some sweat off my forehead and start to walk, kind of like an ending thing. I walk one lap around the lake and get inside my car. I don't exactly live close to where I run, I live about a mile away, but it's all worth it. I take in my surroundings when I stop at a red light. People rushing the streets with phones in their hands, people pushing one another to get to wherever they're off too, and some but not much people smiling and laughing. That's so weird, before iPhones, people would interact with each other and take their time walking. I wonder what happened, is it all because of the phones or that's just how people are now a days? I get interrupted by my thoughts when my phone beeps. I don't want to read it, but what if it's important? I reach behind my seat to get my phone from my bag. I stretch my arm out to get it, but it's too far. I sigh, unbuckle my seat belt and reach for it. I turn back around, instead of buckling my seat belt again, I'm thrown against my windshield. I hear a cracking noise and see black spots. I slowly fade away before waking up to a beeping noise. "Y/N! You're awake! You scared me." I turn to the voice, "I'm sorry? Do I know you?" I ask confusedly. The guys beautiful smile slowly turns into a frown, "Don't play with me Y/N." He nervously laughs. "Is that my name?" I ask, looking around the room, I see a small t.v in the corner and I have this sudden urge to watch. "Y/N! Snap out of it, this isn't funny!" He shouts, I wince at the loudness and stare at him wide eyed. Why is he shouting at me? All I did was ask a question. He runs out the door and I shrug, that was awkward. I put my legs on the edge of the bed and wiggle my toes. The door opens and a woman comes in wearing all white. "Y/N, I see you're awake." She smiles at me. "Who are you?" I ask, I stand up and back away from the two of them in a corner, they're total strangers. "I'm a doctor and you're in a hospital. This young man is your fiancé, do you remember anything? Do you know your name? What's the last thing you remember when you blacked out? Are you aware that you've been out for a few days?" She's asking too many questions and I get frustrated, "Can you slow down?" I snap, "I don't know my name, or who I am. I don't know what a hospital is or whatever. I don't remember anything except when I woke up." I explain, trying to answer her multiple questions. "Sorry about that." She sadly smiles and turns to the man, she ushers him out the room and closes the door behind her. I'm a nosy son of a gun so I tiptoe to the door and try to make sense of their conversation. "Calum, I'm sorry but Y/N has memory loss. She'll probably remember things little by little or not at all. When she was rushed here her head was basically cracked open." She makes many hand motions. I reach up to my bandaged head and wince, oww glob. I continue to peek in the small window, Calum falls to his knees and cries in his hands. What's up with him? When the doctor comes to open the door I quickly jump on the bed and land on my side. "Y/N, I'm going to be back later to ask more questions. I'll leave you and Calum alone." She says once she enters. "Who's Calum?" I ask and pick at my finger nails. "He's your fiancé." She sadly says and exits the room. What's a fiancé? I wanted to ask her but she's already gone. Calum comes in a few moments later and sits on the chair next to me. He grabs my hands, "I love you. We'll get through this." He smiles, his pearly white teeth showing. "I know I don't really remember things, but I'm going to try." I say unsurely. Calum's face lights up and he kisses my cheek. I stare at him, shocked that he just did that. "Sorry..." He says but doesn't wipe his smile off. This is going to be hard.

Luke

Y/N's POV:

My phone rings and I hold it against my ear. I carefully brush my toes the color red, bending over to reach them. Before I get to say hello Luke yells, "Y/N! Can you come to the radio station where I'm doing an interview with the guys?" I barely understood him by the way he rushed his words out. "Babe, calm down yeah? Tell me again." I say and put the nail polish away for now. "So I was in the radio station right? And Ashton freaking scares me when I come out of the bathroom. So I peed myself and I need extra pants, can you bring me one?" He explains. I laugh as he moans in annoyance, "Sure. I'll be there in 10." I say and hang up. I stand up and stretch my arms out in front of me. Man, my nails look good but my back hurts. I slip on some flip flops from Victoria's Secret and head to mine and Luke's room. I rummage through his drawer and find the ugliest pants he has,why does he even have these? I'll feel bad later but it seems like a really good idea right at the moment. I grab my car keys and start my Range Rover. On my way there, I admire the city and park in the back of the radio station. The second I step out, screaming fills my ears, too many girls. I push pass them to the front and the guard lets me through. As I move forward a girl yanks my hair. "Why does she get to go through!" The girl yells, "We've been here for 8 hours!" I turn to her and smile warmly, "I'm Luke's girlfriend. Nice to meet you." I put my hand out to shake hers. She slaps my hand and glares at me, "Why would he go out with something like you? You're so ugly!" She snarls, "Luke doesn't love you, he's using you." I frown at her statement, "Y/N is beautiful and talented. I don't deserve her but she's with me now. I love Y/N. I fell in love with everything about her. I am not using her, she's my everything. Don't spread rumors please." I turn around and see Luke. I can tell he's trying to stay calm for his fans but his cheeks are red and blue eyes dilated. I grab Luke's arm and drag him back inside before this gets worse, I don't want him losing fans. "Are you okay?" I ask. "Am I okay? No I am not okay! That girl said those words with such confidence like she knew us!" He screams and kicks the wall next to him. "It's okay." I say, "It's not a big deal." Luke walks up to me, "No, it's not okay. Why can't they see I love you?" He starts to tear up. "Hey, forget about them yeah? They don't know about the things we do, they don't know how we fell in love or met. Just ignore them like I do." I rub his shoulders. He pouts and puts his head in the crook of my neck, "Okay. Do you have the pants?" I smirk and bring them out from inside my jacket and hand it to him. "What is this?" He asks with disgust and sticks his tongue out. "Your pants." I shrug, it's obvious isn't it? "Yeah. But it's pink... With orange polka dots." He holds the pants with two fingers, as if it were contagious. "Would you rather wear those?" I point to his stained black jeans. He glares at me, "Is it worth it?" He whispers to himself. "They probably already have pictures of you so..." I trail, he shouldn't have went out. "Ugh fine." He slips his jeans down, "Luke." I hiss, someone could just walk in the hallway. I cover the entrance just in case, I don't want anyone seeing Luke half naked, there are some pictures but that was before we were together. Only I can see him, wow I sound so overprotective. "Done." I spin around and bite my lip, "Let's go then." He grabs my hand and we go inside the room where they'll be interviewed. As soon as we walk in Ashton, Michael, Calum and the interviewer laugh. I laugh along while Luke stares with a straight face and blinks. "I hate this band." He says but smiles when he turns his head. He sits next to Ashton, "Alright, I'm going." I walk over to Luke and peck his lips. He turns me around and kisses me again. I smile into the kiss while the guys make puking noises.