5SOS Preferences

You're too lazy to get out of bed:

Luke: You killed your alarm clock for the nth time this morning but instead of you getting up, it was your boyfriend Luke who stood up first. You watch him walk around your room with nothing but a towel around his waist, water dripping from his hair and wetting the floor.

He approaches you and you hide under the sheets, but he slaps your butt and forces you to stand up by grabbing your waist.

"Noooo," you complain.

"Don't make me manhandle you, babe." He warns and pulls the sheets from your half-naked body. He slaps your butt a few more times until you give in and finally get up.

"I hate you," you whisper as you grab a towel from the dresser.

He kisses your cheek, "I love you too. Now hurry up, you don't want to be late for work."

Ashton: Ashton was always up before you because he jogs every morning. It's been an hour since you shut your alarm off and you knew Ashton would have to drag you out of bed again because he hated it when you were late for work.

You didn't really mind being late because you always worked over time, but Ashton still wasn't a big fan of your laziness. You feel the bed shift and your blanket was quickly removed from your body.

"Get up, get up, get up!" He whisper-shouts. "Either you get up or I tackle you with my sweaty body."

Your eyes widen and immediately slide out of bed, "okay, I'm up. Shower with me?"

"Yes please."

Calum: "Babe. Babe? Baaaabe! Get up, you're going to be late." Your boyfriend whisper-shouts as he pokes your cheek.

You shoo his hand away and turn the opposite direction as you cover your face with a pillow. "Five minutes," you mumble.

He suddenly wraps his arm around your waist and nuzzles his face on your neck, "get up baby, come on, I cooked you breakfast." Calum was such a tease and you couldn't resist him.

"Baaaaby," he tries again and you finally open your eyes to look at him. "Finally! Now get up you lazy cucumber."

"Lazy cucumber? Really?" You laugh.

"Yes, now get up!"

"Okay, okay!"

Michael: It was cleaning day and Michael promised that he would help you. Surprisingly, he was up before you, so to wake you up he started singing loudly while he swept the floor but you pretended to hear nothing and continued to sleep. You didn't want to clean today because you were tired from doing your project last night.

"My cliffoconda don't! My cliffoconda don't!!!" He shouted literally inches away from you.

You burst into laughter and finally sat up to calm yourself down.

"Ha! My cliffoconda song worked! I should sing that more often." Michael said as he smirked.