A series of preferences and imagines starring you and the boys of 5sos. Enjoy!

I got these from tumblr. Writer credit at the end of every part.

We were all born with a tattoo on our left wrist; a countdown to the exact moment we would first look into the eyes of our soul mate; and I was going to meet mine tonight, around 8. My parents were soul mates; my grandparents were too; my brother had met his a few months ago and he’d been ridiculously in love since then. Everything around me seemed to work out just the way it was supposed to but I couldn’t help but be really skeptical about the whole thing. A part of me thought that people felt like they had to spend the rest of their life with the person that stood in front of them when their timer read ‘O’ and therefor convinced themselves that they were in love. Love was more than that to me; and no tattoo was going to tell me who I had to give my heart to, that was for sure.

Welcome to my book of 5sos imagines! These are the edited versions of the blurbs I have posted to my instagram @cashtonscurls ! Hope you enjoy this soft book of 5sos blurbs!

You just started a new job, but a strange, blond haired man is refusing to let you be on your way, claiming that it's for your own good. [this is an imagine - you are the main character of this story.] [y/n = your name]

Everybody's got a dark side. Do you love me? Do you love mine? [SEQUEL TO ASYLUM]

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

"How could you ever love someone who causes you so much pain?" This is the continuation of "The Chase"

"Welcome to the chase. Might as well just call it Hell." cover by @Iucifer

I thought I had everything I could have ever dreamt of, the job, the house and you. But then you walked out on me and I don't know how to start over. You were everything I wanted, everything I needed and now you're gone. --------- Highest rank: #1 lukehemmings but it's an ashton irwin fanfic