5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Don't Let Me Go

Calum

Y/N's POV:

"Babe, please don't go." Calum begs and holds my hand. "Cal, I can't. I have to go, make this easy for me." I sob and pull my hand away from him. "Y/N, don't go. I need you, I can't live without you." He cries and blocks the door. I pull my bag up my shoulder and sigh, "I don't want you Calum. I never loved you, I was pretending." I swallow, this is more complicated than I thought. "What?" His face shocked and his shoulders slumped, "You used me." He states more than asks. I nod because I don't think I'll be able to finish my sentence and my voice will crack. He moves aside and opens the door, letting me out. "Cal, I..." I look at his broken face and shut my mouth, not wanting to hurt him further. I open the door to my parents' car and put my bags on the floor. "Did you do it?" My dad asks and drives away. "Yes, I did. Leave me alone." I snap and look out the window. "He isn't good for you darling. We had to make you do it." My mom intervenes and looks back at me. I roll my eyes, not wanting to look into theirs. They knew I loved Calum, still do, they just think he's not good enough for me. That he's 'bad news' for me and will break my heart, but I broke his heart instead. "I hate you guys." I whisper and look back and forth between them. "You are overreacting Y/N, he would've left you for someone better." My dad snaps, what's wrong with him? "Stop the car." I say, and grab my bags. "What?" My dad asks and looks at me through the mirror like I've grown two heads. "Stop the car!" I yell and jump out when it halts. We've only been driving for a few minutes so I'm not far from Calum's house. I jog back and wipe my sweat, breathing through my nose and exhaling from my mouth. I'm 18 years old, I can live in my own, I don't need them. "Calum!" I scream when I get close to his house. I bang on the door and tap my foot. His face shows and I frown when I see his puffy, red eyes. His face lights up when he sees me but goes back to a frown, I wave and smile. "What do you want?" He snaps. I push open the door and go inside, sitting on the couch. "My parents forced me to break up with you because they think you're not the one for me. I realized that you're everything I need, with you I feel complete and they don't see that. Honestly, I don't even care. This is my life and I want to spend most of it with you Cal." I explain and chuckle. "I'm glad that you came back. I thought you were gone forever." He lifts me up and spins me around. My laugh fills the room and he sets me down, still not letting me go. "I love you Y/N." Calum smiles and kisses me passionately. I kiss him back and lick his bottom lip before pulling away. "I love you Calum." I reply and kiss him again. That moment, my lips attached with his, I forgot about what I will do, where I will go, what my parents thought of me. All I know is that I'm with Calum, and that's all that matters.

Luke

Y/N's POV:

I intently listen to the movie and gasp when the zombie eats the baby, that is disgusting. I cuddle with my blanket and rock back and forth, it keeps me calm. My head snaps to the window when it makes a tapping noise. I slowly get out of bed and look out, I release a breathe when I see Luke. He motions me to come down and I nod. I pause the movie and close the laptop, so it doesn't heat up. My parents are asleep so I tiptoe my way to the door, leaving it unlocked as I go out into the cold. "You scared the crap out of me." I whisper since I can't shout. He spins me around while I lightly laugh, this is something I want to do with him publicly, but can't because we're in a secret relationship. Let's just say, I'm a nerd and he's a jock, enough said. "Were you watching horror movies again?" Luke teases and pecks my lips. Horror movies are my favorite to watch, they give me some type of thrill I don't have in my life. "What are you doing here?" I ask and ignore the question. "Run away with me." The words leave his mouth. I stare blankly at him and shake my head, "No. I can't, we can't. I mean, we're barely in a relationship, and you want me to run away with you?" I ask. "Yes." Luke takes my hand and runs off, me trailing behind him. "We can't!" I yell and tug my hand away from his, "No Luke." I shake my head. "Why not?" He asks, looking hurt. "Weren't you listening? Luke, we can't even go out publicly, how will we run away? With what money, where?" I ramble. He half smiles, "I know Y/N. Please, trust me." He takes his hand out, waiting for mine to fit in. I shake my head again and turn around, this is a crazy idea. "Wait! Y/N, please trust me. I got it all planned." He says much calmer than the beginning of his sentence. "It's not that I don't trust you, just tell me where we're going." I cross my arms. "Okay. How about we go back to yours and I'll tell you all about it." He says and begins to walk back. "We're going to take the train to New York. I got a call from a company that pays very well there, and we can live in a cozy apartment. You'll find a job and we'll run away from here. We'll be happy, be together, just the two of us. I'll be by your side when you wake and fall asleep. I will make you dinner every night and tell you I love you so you remember." He tells me as we lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. We both keep quiet until I ask, "What made you think of this?" He turns his head and looks me in the eyes, "I've been planning this for a long time." Luke smiles and says, "I don't want to let you go Y/N. I know I've been hiding you from my friends and basically everyone else, but I can't let you go, not after everything we've been through." I move closer to him, "Tell me if you still feel this way tomorrow, okay?" I ask. "I'll tell you what I told you earlier." I watch as he closes his eyes. "Run away with me Y/N, and never let me go." He whispers.

Michael

Y/N's POV:

I hold Michael's hand tightly, "Don't go, please." I beg as I watch the nurses hook him in different machines. "Sorry ma'am, but you have to leave." A nurse pushes me out of the room. "No! Mikey! Please don't leave me!" I yell and bang on the door once they close it. I eventually give up and slide down, letting the tears fall from my face to my lap. "He'll be okay." I whisper to myself over and over. He was driving to visit me, but an idiot crashed into him. Guess what they found in the bastard's car, alcohol, tons of bottles in her car. It's hard to believe that Michael is fighting for his life right now, behind this door where people are trying to save him. A few hours ago we were talking on the phone and telling each other stories, now I'm here. I miss his voice and smile and eyes and ugh, I can't stand this! I stand up and pace back and forth, getting weird looks from people but c'mon, this is a hospital, what do they expect? The double doors open and I rush to the doctor, "Clifford?" He asks but I'm already in his face. "How is he?" I worriedly ask. "Michael is alright. He has a few broken ribs and a fractured ankle. Thankfully nothing serious." He finishes and smiles. "Can I see him?" I eagerly ask. I don't wait for him to answer and push my way in. The nurses leave once they see me, I thank them all and sit by the bed. "Don't you ever scare me like that again." I frown and hold his warm hand. "I thought I lost you Mikey. I love you so much, I can't see you go. I'm just happy that you're okay, minus the injuries." I smile. His finger twitches and I search his face for any sign of him waking up. "Y/N?" He whispers, I release a sigh and laugh. "I'm here." I say and caress his cheek. He opens his eyes and grins, "I'm sleepy." He whispers and closes his eyes again. I bring his hand to my mouth and gently kiss the top of his hand. "Rest my love. I'll be waiting here when you wake." I promise, and lay my head on his arm. Having him alive is the best feeling ever. I was so scared that he wouldn't be okay, but he is and he's fine. I play with his slender fingers until I fall asleep myself. "Mikey!" My eyes shoot open and look around the room. My eyes land on Michael's parents, "Hi." I wave. Karen looks at me and points, "You did this! I knew you would do something like this!" I shake my head, "No. He got in an accident and..." She cuts me off before I explain, "Accident huh?" He air quotes on the word accident. "Get out." Daryl snaps, I open my mouth to say something, anything, but nothing comes out. "Y/N didn't do anything mum. A drunk hit my car when I was driving." I follow the voice and smile at Michael. "Can you guys please leave for a second? You're making my head hurt." He rubs his temples. They both nod and leave the room, not wanting to injure their son more I assume. "Thanks." I say and sit back down next to him. "No problem. This wasn't your fault anyway." He grins over to me. "I can't wait to get home!" Michael groans and squirms around. "Stay still, don't move around." I order him. He looks at me with a straight face and closes his eyes. "I'm going to sleep. Love you babe." He says as I roll my eyes.

Ashton

Y/N's POV:

"Don't you dare let her go." I say and grab more popcorn, shoving them in my mouth. "It's just a movie." Ash groans beside me, I smack his arm to shut him up. "I have to go Justin, but I promise to come back." The girl says and runs away. I throw my hands in the air, "What the hell? They loved each other and she's leaving because she thinks that's best. That is plain stupid." I say and turn in off, I can't watch anymore or I'll break something from getting frustrated. "Told you it was stupid." Ashton says and shrugs. "The beginning was good but then the ending sucked." I say and lean on his shoulder. "Don't ever leave me Y/N." Ash says in a posh tone. "Oh Ash, I'd never leave you. My heart is in your hands." I reply in a posh tone as well. "I'm glad. I shall keep your heart in my pocket so it doesn't fall." He continues. "Yup. This is boring." I say and stand up to stretch. Yawning, I rub my eyes and fall back on the couch. Ash plays with my hair, "I want to dye my hair light brown." I say when I get the idea. "If you want to, go for it." He replies. "Maybe I will." I might look good with different color hair or bad. My hair is black, long and boring. "I'm nervous." I suddenly say. "With what?" He asks and looks down at me. "I don't know actually. I have butterflies and my palms are sweating." I explain and wipe my hands on my jeans. "It's because I'm here." Ashton says and nods his head as if he were right. "Cocky much?" I ask and giggle. "Yup. That's me." He says and rubs his tummy. "What are you doing?" I ask and lay my head on his lap. "I'm rubbing my stomach so the pain will go to me instead of you." I roll my eyes, "You're an idiot." But sweet. "I'm your idiot though right?" He asks and bends down to peck my lips. I nod and pull his head lower, trying to get as close to him as possible. He brings me up and sits me on his lap. "Ash wait." I stop him from kissing my neck. He groans, "What?" I get off his lap and run to the bedroom. "See you in bed!" I yell and plop on the mattress. A few seconds later Ashton jumps on top of me, messing with my hair. "Shall we continue?" He asks and smiles his adorable smile.

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