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"Between the two of you, I thought I would have at least one person be loyal enough to consider how I would feel," Khadijah cried, looking between her best friend and her sons father. "You," she said pointing at Royal, "have never hurt me so badly before. You knew how I felt, I cried to you! And in less than six months you're fucking him?" Royal didn't say anything, just dropped her head and wiped away her tears. Khadijah turned her anger towards Calum. "And you? You don't have no loyalty to anyone," she spat, stepping closer to him. "You fuck me over time and time again and I forgive you. You go on tour, and you cheat on your girlfriend with my best friend, and you couldn't even have the balls to tell me yourself. I'm giving birth and she calls me to tell me the two most important people to me, have fucked me over again." Calum opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off, "You're dead to me, Calum Hood, dead. If it isn't about your son you better not even fix your fingers to tap my contact. You both deserve each other."

Ongoing... On the spot daily update. Will edit when completed. Former Calum: A Christmas Tale, but decided to change it to The Boy Next Door due to season conflict of the story plot to the title. Please follow, like and share. As of March 21, 2022: #1 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERPREFERENCE #3 in 5SOSPREFERENCE #9 in 5SOSIMAGINE #15 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERIMAGINE #18 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERFANFICTION #22 in CALUMHOODFANFIC #24 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERFANFIC #45 in 5SOSFANFICTION As of December 2024 #4 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERPREFERENCE #18 in CALUMHOODIMAGINE #12 in CALUMHOODFANFICTION #11 in 5SOSIMAGINES #12 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERIMAGINE #15 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERFANFICTION #14 in CALUMHOODFANFIC #31 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERFANFIC #3 in 5SOSPREFERENCE #37 in 5SOSFANFIC As of February 2025: #9 in 5SECONDSOFSUMMERPREFERENCE

In which Luke makes the biggest promise of all.

It's a Michael Clifford one shot for the Give Me A Break contest.

Cute as hell little imagines about the four dorks we all love. ❤️

5sos imagines and preferences for each of the boys:) ~ all of this book will be written by Ariela and Sara. Ariela will be writing about Calum and Luke and Sara will be writing about Ashton and Michael

Complete Luke Hemmings Imagines. :) (I wrote these a couple years ago so there's a lot of mistakes and cringe to em but if you're still about it, then continue on.)

5sos imagines i write are compiled here. have a nice day! x

You finally get asked out by the popular boy you've had a crush on for awhile. It turns out he's not the guy you or anyone else thought he was. The story escalated quickly to abuse and control and you turn to your best friend Michael Clifford for help.

Here are some short 5sos imagines that I made up in my tiny brain 💜

(Name) and her friend Beth have been two peas in a pod since high school. Fresh out of college they get a job and they can hardly pay their bills every month. Nevertheless they go to the club together every Friday, hoping that someone will get them some feee drinks. That's when she meets Calum Hood, a blue haired band member who takes a liking to her. Will their relationship last or will everything get in the way of their love?

-lower case intended- in which a girl is taken by a bad criminal, who is only looking for love started: december 2016 ended: -

these were from 4 years ago, excuse them if they're bad. debating on continuing, might start a new series, but please enjoy

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Charlotte Smith meets Luke Hemmings at a bar and quickly falls head over heels, but loving a rockstar isn't all she'd imagined it'd be.

Michael Clifford Imagine. :-)

title says it all

4 arrogant band members, 1 personal assistant.

A 16 year old girl named Violet Price is being forced to move in with her father. She tries to do everything that she can to live through this all. At school she gets picked on by everyone, especially the 'bad boy'. Read more to find out more secrets and life changes that happens to Violet. PS: This is a remake from my other account LilPenguinAlly

There he stood. Backlit by the morning sun like some divine being, his tousled fringe sweeping across his forehead, the fluffy strands cascading down to his shoulders like he'd woken up from a dream, and brought the dream with him. His green, no, emerald eyes -locked onto mine with the kind of intensity that made me forget how to spell my own name. There might have been a slight breeze that danced through his hair as he approached the counter. Indoors. There's no breeze indoors, what kind of supernatural bullshit was this? "I'll just have a cappuccino, please," said a soft and angelic voice. My soul left my body. - In which Awsten's love language is murder - ⚠️We don't qualify for the competition⚠️ Both my sister and I are under 18, so we are unable to submit this for the competition. However, we had an idea to write about, so here's our take on the prompt. Written by quazjex Edited by NahImJustAWorm