Ashton: "I'm naming him George," Ashton informs you, still holding the tiny crab he discovered in the sand close to his face. "He will be my George and I will love him forever."
"Okay then," you snort, rolling your eyes under the protection of your sunglasses, letting Ashton continue cooing at his crab.
"You're the cutest little thingy in the history of thingys." He pokes George with his finger, about to pull away too when the creature grabs him with it's claws. "He's biting me!" Ashton screams in horror, tossing him quickly in panic as you holler in laughter.
"So much for loving him forever."
Michael: "More." Michael huffs, arms spread out as you spray him down with sunscreen.
"Dude, I've done this at least five times now, how much do you need?" You ask him, getting his cheeks.
"Y/n, I don't go out a lot," He begins: "because of that, I'm a pale mushroom who needs layers of protection or else the sun will bake me; and I don't know your priorities, but I'd much rather not have my skin tone match my hair color."
"Fair point, " you nod, adding a sixth layer.
Luke: "Woo!" You shout, standing up on your surfboard; riding it to the shore where Luke stood, awkwardly holding his own.
"I don't know, Y/n." He tells you, watching as you jog up to him, smiling, "I could drown . . . or something."
"Shut up," You roll your eyes laughing at him, going to grab his wrist but it's quickly snatched away from you.
"No, I'm serious. When Ashton said I couldn't surf, he meant it." He tells you sitting on the sand, " I'll just watch babe, plus this way I'm less likely to be attacked by a shark."
Calum: "Hey, that's mine!" Calum, pouts at some little girl standing before him, holding his orange bucket in her small hands.
"Nuh, uh," she shakes her curly hair, running off quickly with a chorus of giggles, leaving your boyfriend bucketless.
"That monster!" He gasps, looking over sadly at his half finished castle, "who raises such a child."
"Oh, you'll be fine Cal." You comfort him as you lay on your towel tanning. "Just forget about it."
"When your rabbit died did I tell you to 'forget about it'?"
"No, but that's dif-"
"Silence!" Calum stops you, throwing the soggy remains of his castle at your face, "a loss is a loss, plus I paid five bucks for that!"
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Does anyone else get that feeling some days, watching a video of the boys and your like "omg they're so stupid" and you have that great fluttering feeling in your chest, but then that one bitch in your heads like "ha, they don't know your existence" and then your all like "oh, right." Then you get all sad with life and meh .Skylar xx
P.S. the picture to the side caused me breathing problems.
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FanfictionThe first 51 chapters are all from Tumblr (except for the imagines) and full credit goes to their owners! But I am now going to start writing my own, so inbox me any ideas you have! I also have an Imagine Book (requests currently closed) if you'd li...