5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

serial killer series // a.i.

A.N: It's inspired by the song I Know Places by Taylor Swift.

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'I can hear them whisper as we pass by it's a bad sign, bad sign.'

Blood. There is blood everywhere. The wall. The wooden floor. The fancy carpet and some of it on my clothes. A tall dirty blond haired man was standing in front of me, a still smoking gun in his hands. His jeans was ripped and so was his dark shirt and his black leather boots were full of blood from the man he shot in the head only minutes before.

"Babe do you have the money?" I asked him. "'Course I do baby. Have you checked for anything valuable?" He asked, putting his gun in the duffle bag that was lying on the table next to him. "Yeah. Got some pretty remarkable jewelry." I grinned. "Perfect. Let's go then." He took kerosine out of his duffle bag, poured it over the dead body and some furniture and lit everything on fire. Casually we walked to our black 67' impala, threw our theft in the trunk and drove off. "Ashton, you didn't have to kill the man." I mumlbed as soon as we were on the road

"Babe, since when are you so sentimental?" He laughed and intertwined our hands. "I noticed that he has a little daughter." I said and a rush of guilt washed over me. "He was still a bad guy (Y/N). We did the right thing and we got some good money out of it." Ashton and I were partners for a long time now. When we were seventeen we started robbing small stores and houses, where no one got hurt but as soon as we got older things got more....lets say, bloodier and we're getting a whole lot of money for killing rich people. To be honest, I was only in for the money. If it was for me we wouldn't have to kill the people we rob but Ashton on the other hand had fun doing it.

"I know." I sighed, "So, what now?" I asked playing with Ashton's fingers. "Now we're gonna go home and fuck." He smirked. "Subtle as always."

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I was out this morning to sell the jewelry we stole yesterday on the black market. With the money I'd get out of it I wanted to surprise Ashton with a little something. With my jacked zipped all the way up and a dark beanie on my head I walked along the street. I stopped at a red light to cross the street and overheard two people talking.

"Have you heard about the Roberts guy on West Alley? He was found dead this morning. Shot in the head. Can you believe it?" the man next to me said.

"No I didn't! Does the police know the killer?" The other man asked shocked.

"No they haven't. But apparently Roberts has a camera installed in his house and it filmed everything. They were two killers a guy and a girl. Apparently the police is already looking for them."

My heart was pounding in my chest when I walked as unsuspicious as I could back to Ashton. People were walking past me, chattering and whispering. Nervously I looked around and panicked when I spotted mine and Ashton's face on a tv on the news across the street.

'Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns. They are the hunters, we are the foxes.'

"We have to leave! Now!" I yelled as soon as I shut the door behind me. Panik struck I ran around our apartment and threw some of my clothes in a bag. "What happened?" Ashton asked and tried to calm me down. "People were talking about us! About the guy you shot yesterday! We were on the fucking news. Our faces were in the news Ashton! We have to go! If the cops catch us we're dead!"

"Fuck!" he yelled, "How did they even find out who we are?"

"The guy we robbed yesterday had cameras installed."

"Fuck these paranoid people." he hissed through clenched teeth. He looked around the room and run his hand through his thick blonde hair, flexing his muscles. "Okay, pack everything you need, everything valuable. Meet me outside in 10." he said, put his gun in the waistband of his jeans and rushed out. I tried to steady my breathing and started packing.

How could we be so stupid not to check for cameras? Ashton has been cought before but somehow he always managed to escape and it was a mysetry to me how he did it.

I was torn out of my thoughts when I heard loud yelling and a gunshot. "Ashton." I breathed out. I let the bag fall down to the floor and ran outside. I stopped my tracks when I saw a body lying on the ground. Aston was pressed against a wall by a tall muscular man in uniform, his gun on the floor next to the dead body. Cops.

"Where is your partner?" the cop yelled at Ashton. But Ashton just looked at him with a smug grin on his face. The cop raised his fist and smacked it across Ashton jaw. "We're gonna find her one way or another and then I will put a bullet in her pretty face while you rot in jail." Ashton looked him dead in the eye and spit blood in his face. "Fuck you." Ashton hissed. The cop raised his fist again, "You son of a -"

BANG

Before the cop could hit Ashton again I shot him in the back. Screaming he fell on his knees. "It was a mistake for you to come here and threaten us." I said and stepped in front of him holding the gun in his face. "Shoot." Ashton whispered into my ear and placed his hands on my waist. I took a deep breath and without another thought I pulled the trigger. "Are you okay?" I breathed heavily and turned around to face Ashton. "I'm good. Let's get out of here. He said backup is on their way!"

Thats when I heard them. Sirens. Police cars. "Fuck!" Ashton mumbled, he nervously looked around and took my hand. "The forest! They won't find us there! Come on."

'They take their shots, but we're bulletproof. And you know for me, it's always you. In the dead of night, your eyes so green. And I know for you, it's always me.'

The sun was setting, slowly everything went dark around us. We were running. I didn't know for how long we've been running and I didn't know where we'd run. We were still followed by who knows how many cops and their damn dogs.

We stumbled over stones and leaves and braches hit our faces. Hand in hand we ran through the dark wood trying to escape our followers. Eventually they started shooting at us. We jumped aside so they woulnd't hit us. For a time they didn't even come close but all of a sudden an unexpected shot from the left side and hit Ashton's leg.

He screamed out in pain and fell onto the wet ground. "No!" I shouted and tried to pull him to his feet again.

"Run!" He screamed at me and pushed me away from his side. "No! I'm not gonna leave you here!" He flashed that beautiful smile at me that I love so much and said "You know I'll find a way out. I always do! Now run. I'll find you!"

One quick nod and I started running through the woods. Alone.

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