5SOS Prefs and Imagines

Preference #3- Somewhere In My Car

Mikey:

And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow
You got your lips on mine, it's gasoline on fire

You and Michael were walking home after a long walk down main street, talking about anything and everything, when suddenly it started to pour the rain. Mike took his jacket off and held it over your head. You looked up at him, the light from the streetlamp making the raindrops in his hair glisten. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you, pressing your lips to his. He feverishly kissed back, lowering his arms and wrapping them around your waist. You pulled back for air, and looked up into his eyes and smiled. You were about to say something you had been meaning to say for a while, but Mikey beat you to it. "Y/n, I think... no, I know. I'm in love with you." You kissed him again, and replied, "I love you too, Michael."

Luke:

There's nobody waitin there, cold and empty bed
Words I wished I'd said come on the radio

Luke slowly drove home, which was really no longer home since you had left. You were his home. His mind began to wander, thinking of the words exchanged and things he should have said. It was killing him. You were his everything. He absent mindedly flipped through the radio stations, trying to find anything, anything to get you off his mind. He eventually landed on a local station that was playing Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade (if you haven't heard it, look it up- it's soooo good!). The words flowed from the station, driving him even more mad than he was before. I know you don't think, that I am trying. I know that you are wearing thin down to the core. He knew the song was no good for him to hear at the time, but he had no strength to change the channel. I won't live to see another day, I swear it's true. Because a girl like you is impossible to find. Luke let out a sob he had been holding in for a while. "You're impossible to find," he cried.

Calum:

And your fingertips slide up and down my back
Breathin' hard, steamin' up the glass

I'd give anything if I could bring it back oh oh

Cal laid on his floor, unwilling to muster the strength to move more than enough needed to press the bottle to his lips and take a sip. You had left an hour ago, saying you needed some air, and that you might or might not be back. You and Calum had never had such an intense fight before, and he knew no other way to soothe the pain burning in his chest than to take sip after sip, attempting to fight back the sobs that racked his body. Memories of you flooded his mind- your smile, the way you would giggle after he kissed you, the way you would whisper his name late at night, the time you guys had gotten a bit too heated in the car. He couldn't fight back the memories. He didn't have the strength. You were his strength.

Ash:

So, I've been sleeping til noon in the same bedroom
Where I once held you and it's breaking my heart

Ash flopped onto his bunk on the bus, sighing and reaching for his phone. He unlocked the screen, delighted to find a text message from you. He quickly dialed your number and waited to hear your voice from the other end. "Ash?" You sniffed. "Y/n? What's wrong, love?" A pang ran through his chest. It physically hurt him each time you cried. "I-I just miss you... a lot." You stifled a sob as a tear ran down his face. All he wanted to do in that moment was to hold you to him and make everything okay. But that was the one thing he couldn't do. "I miss you too, love. But we can do this, yeah? Tour's over at the end of the month, and then I can come home and everything will be alright again. Just a few more weeks, babe." He sniffed. "Okay," you meekly replied from an ocean away. "I love you, Y/n, forever and always."