5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

#15 Cheater

(A/N: In couldn't ever imagine any of the boys cheating on you, or you cheating on them, for that matter! Its just a preference, and I don't want it to be taken seriously! Thank you and enjoy!)

Calum:

You were completely intoxicated as you stumbled from the taxi, a random stranger from the club you had just left following after you. You were at a foreign part of London, but it was obviously the stranger's flat, so you followed him anyway.

Once you got into the flat, he immediately pressed you up against the wall, his lips attacking yours. And even though you knew there was an alarm bell ringing off in your head, telling you to stop because of Calum, you ignored and kissed back.

It wasn't until the stranger had started leading you through to what you presumed would be the bedroom, that you suddenly stopped, sobering up slightly at the thought of betraying Calum in such a horrendous way.

He was the only person to ever see you fully exposed, emotionally as well as physically. He was your everything, you couldn't do that to him.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this!" You mumbled, rushing out the door into the busy night. You got a taxi back to your shared flat with Calum, preparing the heartbreaking words you would have to tell him in your head.

You entered the flat, Calum sat on the edge of the couch, head in his hands as he sobbed, not realising you were back yet.

Here goes nothing.

Ashton:

You remembered the harsh words playing over and over in your head. Reminders of your fight with Ashton, before he stormed out of the flat you had recently moved into together.

He had admitted to kissing someone else, and that hurt you so freaking much. Ashton was your world, and for him to betray you in such away, it caused you to lose all sense of trust in him.

But then, when you wouldn't forgive him, he went absolutely mental, throwing picture frames at walls, and screaming at you to 'stop being so stubborn'.

It was all too much, and you had asked him to leave, which he reluctantly obliged. And now you were left there. Alone.

You made your way across the room, careful of the glass shards as you knelt down amongst the broken picture frames, as you let the emotions go. Tears streamed down your face as you picked up the shattered frame that held the picture of the day you first met.

For both of you it was love at first glance, and it showed in this simple capture of time. He had said a cheesy joke, making you laugh, and your friend had taken the picture of the snapshot. It was your favourite memory.

But, now it was jaded, wrecked by the fact Ashton had cheated on you.

Luke:

(His POV)

We were at a party, some sort of thing that our record label had insisted on holding, to celebrate the album.

I was currently sat at one side of the room, Michael next to me as he babbled on about Call Of Duty. I watched as Y/N made her way over to a group of random male models that had been invited. She knew exactly what she was doing.

The other day, she had walked into the room I told her to meet me in the studio, when a groupie had pounced on me. At no point did I kiss back. I tried to reason with Y/N, but she wouldn't listen.

I always found her stubbornness cute, endearing in fact. But know it was frustrating and annoying.

She was my little penguin.

And all because of some cheap slut, I wasn't able to hold her as we slept in our bed, or make fun of her irrational love for S Club Seven.

I made eye contact with those beautiful brown eyes I had fallen in love with.

I needed her back.

I needed her back now.

Michael:

You walked into your and Michael's shared flat, exhausted after a hard day at University, and all you really wanted to do was cuddle with your boyfriend while watching Game Of Thrones. It wasn't until you had taken off your shoes and jacket that you heard noises coming from the room.

You then looked around, noticing shoes, and a tight red dress scattered on the floor, along with Michael's distinctive black converse. Not again. He wasn't doing it again.

You made your way through to the bedroom, and your heart sank as you realised your suspicions were true. He was cheating on you. Again.

But you weren't going to take him back this time. This was the last time.

"Michael, it's over!" You screamed, walking into the room completely, the skank squealed as Michael soon realised you were there.

"Y/N, please let me explain!" He pleaded as you started to pack you're suitcase.

"There's nothing to explain, you were fucking her. I get it, I'm not good enough!" You cried, tears streaming down your face as you threw the last item of clothing in the bag. The girl Michael had previously been grinding on was now wrapped in the duvet, our duvet, on the bed. Our bed.

"Goodbye Michael. I hope she makes you as happy as I tried to," You mumbled, void of emotion as you stormed out the door.

It wasn't until you were out on the street and waiting for Luke to come and pick you up, that you just let it go.

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Love you all! Megan x