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“Right, before you freak out, I just want you to know I am officially the best Ninja Contestant of Sigma Nu.”
You gape at Michael, his frat brothers snickering around you at his words. Michael smirks proudly whilst holding a wad of paper towels to the side of his face, free hand reaching out to pull you towards him by your hip.
“Ninja what?” you ask, Michael’s smirk only growing.
“Ninja Contestant. Guess who can successfully jump off a pile of deckchairs and somersault into the pool?”
“Would have scored forty out of forty if Luke wasn’t such a spoil sport,” Calum interrupts, everyone else nodding solemnly.
“He didn’t point his toes on the final dive.” Luke shrugs, a murmur of agreement rippling through the boys. “Had to dock a point.”
“You’re just jealous Michael managed to-“
“Does someone want to tell me why my boyfriend is bleeding from the face?” you cut them both off, your voice shrill. They all fall silent then, eyes falling to the floor before Ashton bravely replies.
“There may have been a…um…celebration of sorts,” he mutters, running a hand through his hair. “For Michael’s victory. And…um…well we may have dropped him near some rocks…”
“You what?”
"Princess, it wasn’t their fault-"
“You are bleeding from the face!”
“Yes. So could my super hot super brilliant med student girlfriend please check it to make sure I’m not gonna die from blood loss?”
“Fine.” You sigh, carefully taking away the paper from his face to look at the wound. You cringe a little, but manage to look at it properly before moving the paper back up. “It doesn’t look like you’ll need stitches…”
“That’s a good thing right?”
“You’re just lucky it wasn’t closer to your eye. How hard did you hit your head?”
“Not very.”
“Concussion?”
“Maybe.”
“Hospital it is.” You nod, glaring at the boys again. “Ashton’s gonna drive because it’s his fault.”
“How is it my fault?”
“You’re the responsible one!”
“Fair point.”
“Princess, would it help if I said I love you?” Michael asks, squeezing your hip again. You roll your eyes, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips as Ashton runs for his keys. “A lot?”
“Love you too, idiot.”
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College 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines
FanfictionImagines, blurbs, and mini fanfics featuring College!5SOS or similar 5SOS AUs. THESE ARE NOT MINE. Credit all goes to the original owners and writers. I've just compiled the 5SOS imagines featuring the boys in college I've come across on tumblr, pin...
