Imagines, blurbs, and mini fanfics featuring College!5SOS or similar 5SOS AUs.
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Fratboy!Calum. Your brother is president of Calum's frat, and he's hated Calum since the day he overheard him talking about wanting to ask you out. What happens when he hears that you're hooking up with Calum at a party??? (Chaos, that's what happens.)
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"I feel like this won't be the only time I say this tonight, but I feel like this is probably a mistake."
Your friends laugh to acknowledge your statement as the three of you stare up at the illuminated house at the top of the hill. The thumping bass of a Top 40 remix is loud enough to be heard at the bottom of the stairs where you stand, and the scent of weed has you wrinkling your nose. You watch, a sigh falling past your lips, as girls in cute dresses and boys in khakis and polos climb the stairs two at a time to reach the front door. The house looks like a scene straight out of a bad teen comedy, and the thought of ascending the stairs makes your stomach churn.
"No," you revise after a moment of silence, turning to spare glances at your friends, "this is most definitely a mistake. We should just sneak into a bar or something. The bouncer at the Tavern likes you guys."
Hannah rolls her eyes as she turns her head to face you. "I don't get why you're so worried about this," she laughs as she takes in the people marching toward the stairs, "it's not that bad. This is actually a pretty chill party for them." She pauses for a moment as she turns her head to face the house before she grins and reaches for your hand. "You have to attend at least one frat party during your college years. If you didn't, did you really even go to college?"
"I know this is a chill party for them," you huff as you stare at the familiar Greek letters, "I've heard plenty of stories from Josh and his friends. I'd be fine with literally any other frat. Just not the one my brother happens to be president of. I don't want to watch him get shitfaced and act like a douchebag. Besides, he won't let me have any fun if he realizes I'm here. He'll send one of his goons to watch over me and make sure I don't drink or dance or have any fun. Or, worse! He'll stick to me like glue himself!" Hannah and Kourtney watch as you frown up at the illuminated house before you shake your head and turn your head back to them. "Doesn't that other frat have that paint party every year? We can just wait until next year and go to that. I don't mind, honestly."
Kourtney rolls her eyes at your rant as she reaches for your free hand. "Sweetheart, breathe. It sucks and I know you hate to admit it, but your brother is the president of the most fun frat on campus. They throw the best parties and, honestly, what other experience could you want? Besides, there are so many people here tonight that you probably won't see him. Hannah and I will do our best to keep you away from his goons and help you have some fun. This frat does have the cutest brothers. I mean, have you seen Luke Hemmings? He's so fucking hot, I can't take it."
