5SOS Preferences

He Teaches You to Play

Calum-

The boys were in the studio recording today and it was your day off so you decided to go hang out with them as they worked on the album. You loved spending time with all of them and studio time was always a good time. Sometimes they would ask your opinion on what they had put together and you got to hear the songs before they went live.

Around lunch, Luke, Michael, and Ashton went out to get food, leaving you and Calum in the studio. You sat at the board and watch as Calum went through various chords and ran through different parts.

"You do know that you can go get something to eat if you want?" Calum said through the mic. "I'm sure you're hungry."

You hit the talk button. "That's what Grub Hub is for, babe. Now I can stay here and watch you play."

Calum chuckled. "Or, you can come in here and I can show you how to play."

You hurried into the studio. "Seriously?"

Calum nodded. "Grab a chair."

Finding a spare chair, you put it next to Calum. Once you sat down, he handed you the other bass that was in the studio. You carefully got yourself settled and looked at him excited.

"Okay, so the bass strings are G, D, A, and E, with E being the lowest-pitched and it is the bottom string. A is above that, then D, and finally G." Calum explained. For the next ten minutes, he would go through different chords and you would play them after him. "You're a natural at this."

"So, what you're saying is that I could replace you in the band?" You joked.

"Maybe in a decade or so."

You playfully hit him on the shoulder.

"I'm only kidding." He said. He took the bass from you and put it on its stand. "Now I do accept kisses as payment for lessons."

You smirked and leaned over and kissed his cheek. Your phone going off to let you know that food was there.

"That's cheap," Calum pouted.

"You'll get a better payment when you give me a better lesson," you stuck your tongue out and left the studio to get your lunch.

Ashton-

You were hanging out with Ashton after school. He was recently asked to play the drums for this newly formed band and he was learning the songs for it. You were sitting at the desk that was set up in the garage. You were supposed to be working on your homework, but you were busy watching Ashton.

His face set in a look of concentration as he went through the songs. You smiled as he played.

"That is really good," you commented.

He looked at you and grinned. "It's a work in progress, but it's getting there."

"Wait, are you writing something right now?" You asked excitedly.

"Well, yeah, isn't that what you do in a band?" He teased.

You threw your pencil at him. "Smart ass. Now throw me my pencil."

"Come and get it." He gestured to it with a drumstick. It was laying on the floor behind him.

You huffed and got up, carefully working around the drums, but as you went to grab it, Ashton grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap, causing you to squeal. "Ashton Irwin!"

"What?" He asked innocently.

You laughed and moved so you were facing the kit. "Since I'm here, teach me."