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SGFG Aussie Promo Tour Rant

If i see one more non-Australian person complain that Aussies get a promo tour for Sounds Good Feels Good, i will lose my shit. Australian’s literally get nothing regarding 5SOS. The only reason we get the album early is because we’re a day ahead of the rest of the world, which is totally out of our control. The USA and the UK got m&g for ALL of their other tours, we only got m&g for Pants Down Tour (which hardly anybody went too because nobody really knew about them) and only one group of people from each state in Australia and NZ got to meet them for ROWYSO (which they had to pay a lot of money for), so don’t start complaining that you don’t get anything, because you always get everything. Extra EP’s, extra songs on the album’s, extra everything. Just let us have this one thing far out.

angel/demon 5sos night with quiffedluke and acoustcmichael

Everyone thought he was just the stereotypical bad boy persona with his tough mien and dark demeanor. The way he’d get into fights for no reason and how he would always be seen with alcohol or a smoke in hand made each soul that gazed upon him believe he was just a troubled child. And every troubled child has a sad or demented back-story one way or the other. But not him; not Calum Hood. There was no tragic milieu that defined him or a repressed memory that prevented him from being the “kind” and “gentle” Calum everyone thought he was. Sure, he grew up with demons for brothers and his father had a temper of his own that might’ve had something to do with the way he acted. Nonetheless, that side of Calum never existed in the first place. He took pride in the family business and caused mischief in his wake whenever he could with that devilish smirk that defined his rogue persona. He’d reak havoc and he’d do it just for the hell of it.

Unexpected Part 3

(cth imagine)

OKAY YOU GUYS, I JUST WANNA THANK ALL OF YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME AND MY CRAPPY WRITING 🙇‚. But seriously, thank you very much. You dont know how happy I am that you appreciate my writing, SO HERE’S PART THREE!! Hope you enjoy it :)

PART ONE, PART TWO,

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

He dragged his hands on his hair before answering, “What the fuck am I talking about? I’m talking about that bastard who’s making you so happy! I’m talking about that bastard who was looking at you like you’re his prey!”

His eyes might have been masking what he was feeling but he failed, you could see it his eyes now. You could even guess it through his words. You were so happy you can’t help but smile.

“I swear, if he ever, ever looked at you like that again, I’m gonna fucking rip his eyeballs out.” He said before looking at you, confused at why you seem so happy, “Why the fuck are you smiling?”

“You’re jealous.”

His eyes widen, realizing why he was so angry. He avoided your gaze, his hand relaxing, “I-I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.” You inched forward, holding his hand. “Just admit it, Hood.”

“No, I’m just angry at that bastard.” He said calmly, still not looking at you.

“Hey, it’s totally fine to be jealous. I swear.”

He sighed, “Im sorry, it’s just— I hate it when someone makes you so happy. I hate it when they hit on you, I hate it when I know I can do nothing but watch.”

“There’s nothing to be jealous about, he doesn’t make me as happy as you do. You’re the only one capable of making me smile like an idiot.”

“Really?”

You smiled, “Babe, you’re the only one who could make my heart beat this fast.”

Calum’s face light up, the genuine happy smile back on his face. It was the first time that you called him ‘babe’.

“Did you just call me babe?” He asked, his hand snaking its way to your waist, pulling you closer.

You nodded as he rest his forehead on yours. “I believe I did.”

Calum kissed the tip of your nose, “I’m sorry for being such an ass. I shouldn’t be jealous.”

Wrapping your arms around his waist, you rested your head on his collar bone, nuzzling your nose on his neck.

“It’s totally fine. I think it’s cute.” You said, attempting to kiss his jaw.

There was a sound of a bottle shattering as it hit the ground. Shocked, you turned your head on the direction of the sound.

You have never been this terrified in your entire life.

Standing just a few feet away from the two of you was Michael. His eyes are burning with anger. His hands curling into tight fists, knuckles turning into the palest shade of white. You can see how tight his jaw was clenching.

What the fuck is the meaning of this?

HOLY FUCK THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!

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