5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

Your Dad Works With Them

Ashton-
Your dad was 5sos' tour manager and tonight they played in your hometown. You listened to them before and they sounded really good. You were allowed to come to sound check as long as you weren't in the way and your dad wanted you to see what he does. You got to meet their vocal coach, the twins (stylists, and hair dressers), and more important people in their crew. As your dad was busy getting things ready for the show you headed on stage admiring the view of all the seats and rows.
"It's incredible right?" You heard a voice say behind you and you quickly looked back to see it was Ashton.
"Yeah, it really is." You said blushing while trying not to freak out.
"Aren't you (y/n), your (y/d/n) daughter."
"Yep, that's me." You smiled at him.
"I heard a lot of things about you."
"I really hope those were good things."
"Calum wasn't kidding when he said you were beautiful."
You looked at him confused.
"When did Calum see me?"
"He saw you when you were walking in with your dad."
"(y/n) where are you?"
You heard you dad shout and that's when it was your Que. to leave.
"Sorry, I have to go."
"Wait, before you go, can you promise that I could see you again?"
"I pinky promise."
You wrapped your pinky around his huge pinky.

Michael-
Your dad just started to manage 5sos since their old manager couldn't do it anymore for personal reasons. You wanted to see what your dad did at his job, and today was the shooting of 5sos' new music video 'Good Girls'. You met the crew and helped some of them out with extra props and wardrobe malfunctions. You were helping some girl with her ripped shirt when you heard someone say "oh not again!"
You heard someone walk behind you and you turned around to Michael Clifford with a tare in his pants.
"Sorry, someone told me to come to you to fix this problem." He turned around and there was a huge rip on his ass. You couldn't help but laugh.
"It's not funny, I have the worst luck with pants."
"I always thought that was Calum's problem."
"Yeah, he's always the one who screws up."
You were surprised when he got your joke.
"I'd say just get out of those jeans and put it on the table, I'll get to those when I'm done with her shirt."
"Okay, if you say soo." He started to undress right in front of everyone.
"Mikey, I didn't say here."
"Oh, right." He blushed.
He soon came out with new pants on and gave you the ripped ones. A few minutes later you found him and gave him the new and improved pants.
"You're amazing."
You smiled and tried not to turn red.
"Uh, thanks."
"Is it (y/n)?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Your dad doesn't stop talking about your college scholarship."
"Of course, he's never gonna let it go."
"Hey, he's proud of you. That's amazing. Sometimes I wish I should've just stayed in school."
"Yeah, I guess it's good....alright so here's your pants, and if you don't mind, I have to get back to helping out my dad before he freaks out that I'm missing and thinks I'm kidnapped."
He smiles at me.
"Yeah, you don't want that. And before you go, can I have your number?"
"Yeah, of course you can."

Calum- (a little different)
Your uncle was the one and only John Feldman and he lived all the way in Cali when you lived in little New York. You would visit him sometimes during the whole summer. Your aunt picked you up from the airport and helped you get your stuff in the car. When you got there you heard some music in the back and knew some people were there. As curious as you were, you wondered which celebrity it would be this time. As you walked into the back and rolled your suitcase behind you, you saw four guys, your little cousin sitting on a blonde boy with blonde tall hair's lap and your uncle talking to them. The four boys noticed you first and then your little cousin running up to you for a hug.
"(Y/N) you're finally here! How was your flight?" You heard as your uncle John got up from his chair and went to give you a hug.
"It was brutal." You laughed.
"Oh, and (y/n) there's some people I want you to meet. That's Ashton, Michael, Luke and Calum."
You looked at each boy as he pointed them out, but when he said Calum's name you couldn't stop staring at him and meet with his deep brown eyes.
"Guys, this is (y/n), my niece."
You snapped out of it and smiled said hi and waved shyly.
"Nice to meet you (y/n)!" Ashton smiled.
"Yeah, you too!"
"(Y/n) honey! Why don't you come inside to unpack, and then you could come back out later. You come in too little one." Your aunt shouted from the back door.
"Can we go swimming (y/n)?" Your little cousin said pulling on your shirt.
"Yeah, wanna help me unpack first?"
You guys walked in and you took one last glance at Calum while closing the back door. You finally finished packing and were in your bikini and ready to swim. You and your little cousin running hand in hand to the pool jumping in. You came up and saw the rest of the guys in the hot tub. Your little cousin went by them and swam over there to follow her.
"So you're a New Yorker I hear?" You look to your left and see Calum looking straight at you.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that."
"I love New York City."
"The amount of years I lived in New York I haven't actually been to New York City. Is that weird?"
"You werido."
He chuckled and you smiled at him.
"Yeah, just call me a big loser."
"You're missing out."
"Well maybe you should take me there sometimes?" You smirked at him.
"I'll take that as in asking me out on a date and I'll accept it."
"Shut up." You say nudging his shoulder.
"But seriously I will show you around there."
"Deal."
You both shook hands and smiled at each other still hand-in-hand.

Luke-
You got in trouble a lot but this time it was serious as in your dad wouldn't let you out of his sight and will take you to work with him if he has too, which he did. As a stage director he had to be there bright and early to the stage which was Madison Square Garden in New York City. 5sos was performing there first headline show and everything had to be perfect. As boring as it sounds you'll be helping your dad out with his work and shadowing him around. You knew it was going to be boring so you had to bring your volleyball just incase anyone wanted to play with you. You bumped and set by yourself and it was hard because you had to make sure it did not slip anywhere and brake anything.
"Can I play with you?" You turned around to see a tall blonde boy putting his cup in the floor.
"Do you know what to do?"
"Yeah it's volleyball it can't be that hard?"
You smiled and tossed him the ball hoping he would bump it back. He ended up bumping it but a little too high and it hit a low light.
"(y/n) please don't brake anything." You heard your dad yell.
"Thanks for getting me in trouble, I see volleyball is not your sport?"
"Yeah, I just wanted to come and talk to you." He smirked and you couldn't help but blush.
"Luke, luke Hemmings." He pulled out his hand and hoping for a hand shake.
"(y/n)"
"(y/n), well I gotta go but later you're giving me lessons, you can't leave yet."
"Well you'll just have to come and find me."
You laughed and he gave you a chuckle.
"It's a date."
He walked away giving you a wave, and disappeared.