5sos Imagines

Ashton, Got game?

XAJSBXBSKIWTEJAQKKSBCSF!! okay. I'm fine. NO IM REALLY NOT FINE AT ALL. TELL ME THIS IS JUST A DREAM. CUZ IM REALLY NOT FINE AT ALL. Gaaaawd, Mikey's 19. Stop. STOP.
MICAHEL GORDON CLIFFOCONDA DO NOT GROW UP ON ME. OKAY. WAIT FOR ME. WAIT TILL ITS LEGAL. OR DONT. I DONT CARE. Aight guys, this isn't even a Michael Imagine. ITS ASHTTOOON FLLETCHEEEERRR (god I love his middle name) IRRRWWIIIN!!! Get excited to play some soccer against the Drummer of 1000 Faces. Or should I say the Drummer of 1000 Faces of Horrid Soccer Skills. Too far? Okay. No, I bet he rocks socks at soccer. Okay let's begin.... (Hehehe that sounded professional)

****** Soccer is AMERICAN SOCCER!! The one you play with your feet cuz like I'm m'ERICAN OKEY!!!

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"Ashton, you suck at every sport." You tease.

"I do not." He sassed back, half-jokingly.

You two were on the same volleyball team in P.E.

Volleyball, per say, was not your ideal way to try and flirt with Ashton.

"Yes you do Ash, you can't deny it." You say poking him in the shoulder.

You smiled your toothpaste-ad smile and bumped the ball across the net to the opposing team.

"Well, if you think I'm soooooo bad then I Ashton Irwin, challenge you to a soccer match." He said in his most professional voice.

He flashed his toothpaste-ad smile right back, dimples included.

"Okay Ash. We each get an additional 3 team members. First to 10 wins and the games this Saturday at 7pm at Central Park." You said.

"Sounds good. But what does the winner and loser get?" He asked.

Hopefully the winner gets a date with Ashton Irwin and the loser gets a date with Ashton Irwin.

"Winner gets a date with the loser." You smirked.

If you won or lost, you'd still get a date with Ashton.