5sos Imagines & Preferences

Save Me

warning: the following imagines all feature mild attacks and/or near death experience.

possible triggers

contains mild swearing (sorry ashton)

Michael:

It was late on a Friday night. Normally you'd be in the house sleeping or watching television, but your friends had dragged you out of the house to go to a club. They thought you spent too much time at home by yourself, sulking because you had broken up with your boyfriend of three years. They were right and you knew it, so you were happy to go and you actually had fun.

All of you had left together but eventually split up so you could go to your separate homes and that's when the night turned bad.

As you were walking, a guy tried to talk to you, but you ignored him. It was 3am and no one else was around plus you could tell he was drunk so you knew it wouldn't be a good idea to stop and talk to him. He didn't take this too lightlty, though. All of a sudden you felt someone grab your shoulder and turn you around roughly.

"You heard me talking to you!" the man yelled, spit flying in your face. You looked up at him. His eyes looked dark, almost like he wasn't human. You smelled a strong scent of liquor on him, and he was extremely close to you. This gave you a bad feeling.

"I know you hear me!" he yelled again, making you flinch. He put his hands on your waist and roughly pulled your body into his. You tried to move but he just pulled you back and tightened his grip to the point that it hurt you.

"You're hot, you know that? I'm taking you home." His statement only frightened you even more, and sent your body into defense mode.

He leaned down and tried to kiss you but you pushed him as hard as you could. He barely moved, so you slapped him and immediately regretted it. The look he gave you sent chills down your spine.

He raised his hand up as high as it could go and slapped you so hard you would've hit the ground but he was holding you so you only bent over for a bit before he straightened your body and lifted you up.

He tried to reach under your dress but you kicked him between his legs as hard and you could. In a swift motion, you kicked off your heels and ran down the block, screaming for help.

Your feet were hurting, tears were streaming down your face and your heart was beating faster than it ever has but you didn't stop. After awhile you looked back  to see him hot on your trail. You were now breathing hard and completely terrified. As you turned back around you hit something hard and it caused you to fall.

"What the hell.." you heard a voice say. you looked in front of you and saw a guy on the ground. He had messy red hair and an eyebrow piercing and looked like he was really in pain.

You quickly realized you had knocked him down then scrambled to his side. You were so happy someone was outside. You started speaking rapidly fast to explain what was wrong and why you looked like a crazy woman.

"Oh my God, please help me. This man grabbed me and he's chasing me and I don't-" You were cut off by someone picking you up so that you were on your feet. You looked up and realized it was the same guy you were running away from. He opened his mouth to speak but someone came in between you two before he had the chance. It was the boy you had just knocked over. You felt a feeling of relief come over you, knowing you weren't alone and that you had help now.

"Leave her the fuck alone!" he yelled before connecting his fist to the drunk man's jaw. He kept throwing punch after punch, causing the drunk guy to fall to the floor. He didn't stop until he was knocked out cold.