5 Seconds of Summer BoyXBoy one-shots

Lullaby // Mashton

~ This song, this beautiful beautiful song, is something I think each and everyone of you should listen to. It doesn't matter if you hate Nicckelback, this song is beautiful and it really helped me though a lot. It's beautiful, it gives me hope and makes me feel a little bit better, and maybe it'll help you too. I love all of you so incredibly much and if you ever need anyone to talk to please don't hesitate to message me, it doesn't matter what you want to talk about just know that you're not alone out there xx

dedicated to @Cliffocconda because you're hella cool and your fanfics seems amazing (i haven't actually read them yet but they're in my library and I'll get to them soon) and ily :) xx /M~ 

[TRIGGER WARNING, READ WITH CAUTION] 

The wind is pulling in his clothes, and the rain feels like daggers as it hits his skin. He’s shaking and not only from the cold. He’s scared, he’s so scared, but he’s tried everything else. this is the only way out now and Ashton knows it.

“you don’t want to do that.” at first he thinks the voice is just his imagination, that it’s something he’s making up because something, somewhere in his mind, isn’t ready. “believe me, you do not want to do it.” it’s first when he feels a hand wrap around his wrist that he opens his eyes, looking to the left. there, with his feet halfway off the ledge, is a boy with messy red hair, looking at him with incredibly green eyes.

“wh-what are you doing up here?” Ashton asks, extremely aware of the boys cold fingers wrapped around his wrist. The boy smiles and looks away, looking down on the cold water below them.

“stopping you, that’s what I’m doing here.” he says and Ashton believes he sees a tear make it’s way down the boys cheek, but then again it could have been the rain. “please Ashton, just step down from this ledge with me and give it one more try. I know it feels like there’s no way out other than this, I know it feels like there’s no way you’re gonna heal, but there is. Please just step down.” Ashton’s shocked, he never expected this stranger to beg like this, but he nods, carefully turning around and climbing down from the ledge, getting back down on the currently empty road. Even though it’s only a two meter’s difference it feels like stepping inside. Down here, where the wind can’t get to them in the same way and they’re shielded from the rain, it’s a lot warmer. Ashton finally gets a chance to really look at the boy and there’s something about him that’s familiar, something that gives him the feeling that he should be scared. The boy are for some reason not wearing any shoes and his clothes are practically ripped to pieces, the black jeans looking like they’re about to fall off at any second judging by all the holes. He’s not wearing anything more than a thin t-shirt on his upper body and Ashton’s surprised he doesn’t seem cold.

“who are you?” he asks, picking his bag up from the ground and pulling his jacket closer. “why were you here?”

“let’s get you someplace warm and then we’ll talk okay? I’ll explain everything if you just give me a minute.” Ashton nods, for some reason trusting the boy, and they start walking, soon leaving the bridge behind them. It doesn’t take long until they reach a bus stop and the boy seems to decide that’s enough because he sits down on the bench. Ashton sits down next to him and notices something in the boys hair.

“you’ve got something in your hair.” he points out and the boy laughs and nods.

"you're not the first to notice, although I think you might be the first one who didn't piece things together as soon as you saw it" he says, confusing Ashton even more. "it's nice with that for a change"

"I don't...I don't understand" he says, not sure if he wants to understand. “who are you?” and there it is again, that sad look.

“I’m Michael, Michael Clifford.” he says, and then it all makes sense to Ashton. Michael Clifford, the boy who went to the same school as him, two years above. the boy who didn’t show up for school one day, the boy who never came back. Ashton heard rumors about him for about a week before the headmaster gathered the whole school in the auditorium, letting them know that sadly “Mr Clifford had passed away after a terrible accident”. Of course, everyone understood what had happened. It became pretty clear when most of them saw Luke and Calum, Michael’s two best friends, crying in the caféteria later that day. Luke and Calum never cried, they had a heart of steel just like Michael, and seeing them that vulnerable had had a pretty big impact on the whole school.