5 seconds of summer oneshot

So for the longest time I’ve wanted to know why Calum sang Invisible by himself.

Like what was going on when they were recording the song?? Did they all agree that the song would sound better if Ashton or Calum sang it because they have some pretty soft sounding voices??? Or did Calum decide hey I wanna sing this song by myself??

If he did why?? Is he telling us something? Is that his way of telling us he feels invisible?? Cause if so that’s really sad and it breaks my heart. But it also got me thinking. Does he feel that way cause there are people in this fandom and outside of the fandom that make him feel like that or is it because he doesn’t get the recognition and credit that he deserves?? If that is so, then I wanna take this time to give him some credit.

Calum, you deserve all the credit in the world and I just wanna thank you for being the one to sing Invisible because the song already means a lot to me but the fact that you sing it makes it that much more special to me.

Your bass playing is amazing and while sometimes it can’t be heard in the song it’s still phenomenal. The other night I was listening to Disconnected Removed Vocals and I heard the bass clearly then and I’m truly amazed. You never seem to fail me and always exceed my expectations.

I wanna thank you for still being so quite and shy in interviews. It’s very refreshing because I’m so quite and shy I don’t talk unless I feel like I should say something. So thank you for not changing that about you.

And this one is definitely the most important to me. Thank you for writing my number one favourite song.
Disconnected. Thank you. That song has gotten me through a lot of shit since its release. When I’m mad, sad, upset, happy, lonely, Invisible, unwanted, unloved, when I’m feeling anything that is the song I put on. That is my go to song. And when I hear that song I get the biggest smile on my face and it feels like a weight has been lifted of my chest. So Calum, thank you. Thank you for being you. Thank you for writing songs. Thank you for playing the bass. Thank you for your smile. Thank you for Disconnected. Thank you for everything. Thank you.


The Maze Runner:

- “I Bloody Love You” (Newt)

- Non-Immune List (Newt) Part 2

- Back Into The Maze (Newt)

- Please Don’t (Newt)

- The World is Vast (Thomas Brodie-Sangster) Part 2

5 Seconds of Summer:

- You’re too short (Luke)

- Appearances are deceptive (Luke) Part 2

- Take Me Away (Luke)

- Some Kind of Cinderella Shit (Luke) Part 2

- Break the Walls (Michael) Part 2/5 - Part 3/5 - Part 4/5 - Part 5/5

- Rumor has it (Luke) Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Attack on Titan:

- My Master Piece (Blind!Levi)


- Restaurant Dates Are The Worst! (Sebastian Stan) - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Epilogue

- The Wait is Over (Bucky Barnes)

- Invisible (Bucky Barnes)

- Hotel California (Winter Widow)

Once Upon a Time:

- Let Us Live (Peter Pan Imagine) Part 2

- In the Name of Love (Peter Pan Imagine)

- Once Upon in Neverland (Peter Pan Imagine) Part 2  Prequel

- I cannot sing to save a life (Robbie Kay)

- Divided We Fall (Peter Pan Series) Part 2 -

Teen Wolf:

- He Had It Coming (Stiles Stilinski Imagine)

- To Care or not to Care? (Stiles Stilinski Imagine)

- Too Close for Comfort (Stiles Stilinski Imagine)


- Play Me (Chris Schistad Series) Part 2 - Part 3Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Epilogue

- Off Limits (Chris Schistad Series) Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16 - Part 17 - Part 18 - Part 19 - Part 20 - Part 21 - Epilogue

- French Kiss (Chris Schistad Series) - Part 2 - Part 3 -


- Great Minds Think Alike (Jughead Jones Series) Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 -

Food Fights (Calum Smut)

Summary: Calum’s disastrous cooking results in a mess that can only be erased with a steamy shower session 

Warnings? Smuuut, blowjobs, shower sex

Word Count: 2.4k

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As you stare at the mess spread across Calum’s kitchen you can’t help but wonder two things; why did you assume he’d know how to cook, and what possessed him to make such a mess?

“I can explain…” He holds up his hands, a sheepish grin spread across his face. You snort as you notice the strands of raw egg scattered through his hair, “Please do.” Calum begins to rinse his hands in the sink before answering.

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Angry Arzaylea // l.h

Originally posted by lipringsandsnapbacks

credit to the original owner of this gif

Requested: yes

Pairing: Luke x Reader

Description: Y/N is getting more and more pissed off with Arzaylea since she keeps flirting with her boyfriend. So one time her anger just boils over.

You slammed the door open to find an unpleasant scene in Luke’s living room. Fuck, it sucked dating a celebrity. The whole management was sitting around the table as well as the band, Hey Violet and that bitch Arzaylea. You sighed as all their heads turned to you, and you threw your purse to the floor. Luke met you with a wide grin, but as he tried to kiss you, you turned around and gave him the cheek before mumbling “I’ve had a rough day, I gotta sleep”.

“Hi, Y/N!” Calum yelled from the couch as you were already heading upstairs. He was sitting lazily with his feet on the coffee table.

“Fuck off, Cal! And feet down the table!” You shouted and closed the bedroom door with a bang before passing out on the bed.

You didn’t know how long you had been sleeping, but as you walked down in the living room the discussion was still going on.

“Luke’s already fake-dating someone, why do I have to do it?” Michael screamed and pointed to you at the stairs. You leant against the wall, watching how the management ensured Michael it was only for a couple of months before he could break up with his fake-girlfriend. Luke was sitting beside Arzaylea, who was sitting with knee-high boots and her phone in her hand, chewing away some poor gum. You listened intensely at the bottom of the stairs, as nobody but Michael noticed you. It wasn’t like you were hiding - it was just only Michael who took his time to look up at you and smile.

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*entire masterlist*

all my imagines that I wrote everyday in february, enjoy! (inspired by dodie clark doing vedif) 

day one: Ashton - That Band

it was just a festival, until she bumped into someone who caused things to take an unexpected twist.

day two: Luke - Alive, just

crushed by the waves, amnesia ridden and unable to remember the one closest to her.

day three: Michael - Nightmares No More 

he was her safety net, always there to catch her after a bad dream

day four: Calum - Background People

sometimes it’s the one you don’t pay attention to that has the biggest impact.

day five: Ashton - That Band, part two 

she caught a musician’s eye without knowing, now she had to find him.

day six: Luke - Nights Without You 

an unexpected visit from the one she needed most.

day seven: Michael - Ever Growing Love 

who’d of thought that two strangers would’ve impacted so strongly on each others lives, told through the perspective of a close friend. 

day eight: Calum - Passenger 

you go through life as an observer, you see people go by and never know them. but what if you got to, just once without knowing? 

day nine: Ashton - If Only: Part Three

to him she was everything, yet to her he was a stranger to talk to unaware of him being her guardian angel. 

day ten: Luke - Winter Chills

snowball fights on a fresh winter morning, a simple yet sweet way to spend with the person you love. 

day eleven: Michael - Loose Threads: Part Three

devastated from last nights actions she goes to see Michael and hear him out one last time. 

day twelve: Calum - Cheat Day

a surprise order is in store for Calum as he tries his best to be a supportive friend, yet ultimately fails. 

day thirteen: Ashton  - A Day To Remember

both single, both up for an adventure. what a way to spend valentine’s day. 

day fourteen: Luke - Home Comforts

long distance is never easy, sometimes it just takes the sound of his voice to bring you the comfort you truly need. 

day fifteen: Michael - (preference)  #40. Let’s break the rules, just for one night.

all she wanted was something different, but what Michael had in store for her wasn’t what she expected. 

day sixteen: Calum - (preference)  #35. So you’re telling me that you’re dead?

rushing to see her friend who remains in a coma she is unable to hold back her feelings for him, and as they say, comatose patients can hear you. 

day seventeen: Ashton - (preference)  #55. Sometimes the darkest days have bright bursts.

supportive figures come in all forms, even the best friend you’re deeply in love with. 

day eighteen: Luke - (preference)  #44. It was just a walk.

it was just a chat between strangers, nothing else. or at least that was all it was meant to be. 

day nineteen: Michael - Interview 

yet another interview the band had to do whilst she sat out of sight watching, until a story she wished to not hear came to her attention. 

day twenty: Calum - Night Life 

one too many drinks has been known to cause the unexpected to become something else entirely, much to her and Calum’s confusion. 

day twenty one: Ashton - One Sided: Part Seven

it’s no longer just her as her written words screamed for help whilst he silently wished for her to stay.

day twenty two: Luke - Sacrifices 

sometimes to achieve your dreams you have to make the greatest sacrifices, other times they’re made on your behalf. 

day twenty three: Michael - Postcards From My Past 

years and years worth of written care all for her, yet knowing he is soon coming home an apparent hidden message is uncovered. 

day twenty four: Calum - Judgement 

their entire relationship revolved around secrecy, meeting in hidden places to remain out of the world’s eye. but in reality, the secret can hurt more than the truth. 

day twenty five: Ashton - Mistaken Identity 

a last minute night out before she goes back for her last few months at school manage to change all because of a mysterious individual. 

day twenty six: Luke - Old Times 

some messages will always have the same memories, no matter how much time passes or how things change. 

day twenty seven: Michael - Postcards From My Past, part two

with Michael home she has little time to decipher his messages and meanings, but it isn’t easy with the box of postcards that have been collected over the years.

day twenty eight: Calum - A Goodbye

it’s never easy to say goodbye to the ones you love and have grown as a person with but sometimes it’s inevitable. 

thank you for reading wedif, it was certainly an adventure! - catherine x 

“men don’t find it attractive when yo-” WOW for a second there I almost thought women lived just to please men haha almost scared me there

Just A Little (Luke imagine)

Summary: Fratboy!Luke and campus princess Y/N have a habit of spontaneously hooking up. 

Word Count: 4.6k

Warnings: Light smut(?) and swearing

Pairing: Y/N x Fratboy!Luke

A/N: I have so many different endings of this written but I think this is the one that serves it the most justice lmao. I hope you enjoy it!

She sighs and slams her cup on the table- not caring if the liquid sloshes out of the flimsy plastic- and runs a frustrated hand through her hair. Her friends move past her and slowly the room drains of people until it’s only her and him.

“Hemmings.” She spits through gritted teeth. He steps from the shadow cast by the doorway and crosses his arms, a low chuckle reverberating from the back of his throat. “Y/L/N.” He replies, imitating her steely tone.

They begin inching closer together until they’re facing each other, a deathly silence infiltrating the air with the only sound being the pulse of music from the raging party through in the next room. “What brings you to my party?” She snarls. The gruff blond scratches at his grizzly beard as his rings glint from their positions hugging his strong fingers.

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Late Night Shopping - Calum Hood

A/N: Here please don’t hate me *throws this at you and leaves crying softly*

You’re walking through the supermarket trying not to see anyone you know. At 11:30pm on a Thursday evening this is usually not difficult. However being caught in your worn, hole ridden pants and one of Calum’s band shirts, massacra and eye-liner smudged all underneath your eyes giving the effect of a panda isn’t something you were keen for.

You’d had a terrible day. Firstly you’d had early classes of your least favourite courses. Then worked for six hours of your usual shift, seemingly it was grumpy peoples’ day out and you were obviously not notified. You’d been given added overtime without notice because your coworker hadn’t turned up for her shift and despite the money being good you just weren’t in the mood. Finally you’d gotten home to a dark and silent house. A cruel reminder that your boyfriend was on tour with his band and wouldn’t be home for another two months. You’d had a small mental breakdown that had resulted in your mascara smudges and t-shirt thieving. Having settled down a little from your breakdown by now you were ducking into the grocery store to grab a bottle of champagne and a tub of ice-cream to console yourself. Unhealthy coping mechanisms but you frankly didn’t care at 11:30 pm.

You had parked somewhat away from the actual shopping centre despite the multitude of spare spaces; you just didn’t want to be right up close to everyone else. As you headed into the store you grabbed a basket and meandered towards the alcohol section splurging on some reasonable champagne. As a teenager vodka had never been a favourite of yours but you’d become a champagne snob after visiting the boys on their European leg of the last tour. It was something you’d not been able to let go ever since.

You grabbed the champagne before you could reassess your life and headed for the ice-cream aisle wandering down the chocolate asile on your way just to tempt yourself some more. A way to make the trip last a little longer not wanting to go home to an empty house.

You’re halfway down the chocolate aisle when running feet startle you as they round the corner and continue on pounding towards you, halting briefly the tall blur reaches a long arm around you to grab something off the shelf in front of you. ‘Sorry!’ The deep voice says hurriedly. You startle for a second time grabbing the tall blur, that has become a tall yet visible man now, by his arm. 'Luke what the actual fuck!’ You exclaim convinced you’re dreaming. 'Y/N!’ He responds just as startled as you are, you’re not sure why he’s so startled to see you considering you in fact live in this town and he is supposed to be in another state entirely. Luke squeezes you into a massive hug nonetheless, rattling the champagne against the basket and pushing all the air out of you. 'Woah I’ve missed you so much and so has your boyfriend that’s why I have to be quick getting this, I told him I couldn’t wait I needed some chocolate so,’ he kisses your head in a loving big brotherly fashion despite being two years younger than you, 'I’ve gotta go I’ll catch you some time!’ He pulls away as you roll your tired eyes. 'Luke!’ You say half amused half annoyed. 'Yeah?’ He turns jogging on the stained linoleum. 'Do me a massive favour please.’ You speed walk over not wanting to run to him should the champagne begin clunking against the plastic carry basket again. 'Pay for this and a tub of ice-cream and bring them back to the bus I’ll meet you there.’ You fish out two twenty dollar notes from your pocket pushing them into his hand. 'Get your chocolate too and keep the change.’ You give him a quick hug and thrust the basket at him. He rightens himself, beginning to protest the amount you’ve given him as you take off running through the store towards the car park around the back, the most inconspicuous spot to have a massive tour bus. You race down the aisles earning dirty looks from shoppers and employees alike not that you care in the slightest. Despite being dead tired and emotionally spent you sprint on through the doors and burst into the night air, fresh and cool. Your legs are tired by this stage, purely due to lack of sleep and extreme fatigue from your busy day, but you refuse to slow down.

Rounding the corner of the big concrete building that is the shop you let out a little squeal of joy. As you suspect the bus is parked inconspicuously behind the store, lights on inside engine running still, clearly expecting a quick stop. You race across the car park dodging the parked cars, there is no traffic due to the late hour luckily for you. You’re too excited to be salty Calum didn’t tell you he was coming. You don’t even care if it’s only for a day, you’re ecstatic to see your closest friend and boyfriend.

You pound once on the door and it opens automatically, the waiting for it to open wide enough for you to slip in causing you to jog lightly on the step.

'About fucking time Luke, that’s 10 whole minutes with Y/N I’m missing out on for your cravings!’ Calum grumbles from the lounge not looking up from his phone, the fact that this upsets him makes you smile a little, pleased your boyfriend is as excited to see you as you are to see him. He stands leaning against the back lounge wall next to the window.

You rush to him, smothering him in a hug so fierce he drops his phone, which thankfully lands safely on the wrap around lounge. 'Y/N!’ He responds with arms that engulf your shoulders as he buries his head in your neck. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly as he pushes his face closer to your neck, stubbled chin resting millimetres below your ear. You rock from foot to foot still embracing him, much too excited to stand still. 'What are you doing I was going to surprise you!’ He says with a laugh breaking barely a foot apart at the torso, hips still flush against you arms sliding down to your waist hands resting gently on your hip bones. 'I was getting a few essentials that I have since persuaded Luke to grab for me. When I saw him race down the chocolate aisle I almost died of shock. I cannot believe you’re here!’ You reach up brushing a hand across his cheek with a feather light touch. 'I’ve missed you so much and your timing is impeccable! I really missed you today.’ You explain quietly cuddling back into Calum, determined to get in as many hugs as you can before he returns to the tour. 'Aww don’t you miss me everyday? Not just sometimes!’ He laughs faking offense. 'Don’t be silly you know I miss you all the time today just was a particularly terrible day in general and being with my boyfriend would have made it a lot more pleasant. But shocked as you may be I actually miss you most when it’s beautiful outside when I walk in the park, or when something great happens. Your my best friend as well as my boyfriend.’ You say into his chest somewhat shyly. He wraps you tighter in his strong arms. 'Same, Y/N same, I’ve missed you so much and I’m not here for long but I couldn’t not have the time with you.’ He says placing a gentle kiss on your head.

'Alright we get it but you can go home now before you make us all sick. Take your shit and get out. We’ll pick you up in a week.’ Michael says making shoving motions with his hands. Ashton laughs and pats Calum on the back. 'Go on mate.’ Ashton then rubs your back gently 'good to see you Y/N, take care of him and I’ll come pick him up when the breaks over, sorry it’s only short.’ He says sympathetically. You smile up at the curly-haired drummer, 'thanks Ash, it’s good to see you too.’ You briefly break away from Calum to give Ashton a warm hug. Embracing him you you close your eyes and smile contently, you’ve missed being with your little family almost as much as you’ve missed Calum.

Your smile morphs into a wicked grin, letting go of Ashton you march deeper into the bus. 'Your turn! I haven’t seen you in such a long time you have no say in the matter Clifford!’ You throws your arms around Michael as Ashton and Calum share amused laughs. You do a little dance as he pulls you into his flannel-clad chest. 'I’ve missed you all, even you Mikey!’ You joke but look up at him to make sure he knows you really have missed them all. He laughs loudly, 'we’ve missed you too, Calum particularly, the bus is pretty small mate, we can hear you.’ He winks at your blushing boyfriend. 'Be nice.’ You scold squeezing your arms tightly around his middle. 'And give me my girlfriend back.’ Calum pouts. You laugh letting go of Michael you walk back to Calum, sliding an arm around his waist. 'Come on let’s get your stuff and chase Luke down for mine then we can go home.’ You say excitement at the idea of a week with your boyfriend at home. He nods enthusiastically placing an arm around your shoulders gently he picks up his bag and presses the button to open the door. You call goodbyes as you walk towards a much calmer Luke, the tiredness that touring causes is showing on all the boys and Luke, despite his bubbly nature is no exception. He hands you your shopping and you give him a gentle hug as a thank you. 'Thanks Luke, take care of yourself, have a good rest.’ You say worried about how much of a toll this touring takes on them all. He nods and you walk off in seperate directions. Calum’s hand is nestled in yours as you walk to the car, having parked so far away from the few cars in the car park does have advantages and being able to reacquaint yourself with your boyfriend after so long in reasonable privacy is one of them. Although you’re both exhausted kissing in your car like teenagers before driving home and sharing a shower and then falling asleep I each other’s arms is an exhilarating idea. Now every time you go to a a supermarket you wish you did see someone you knew.

Okay but imagine Calum loves the fact that you’re super tall and at first you were kinda embarrassed to wear heels and short skirts & dresses but now you don’t care and every time you put them on Calum’s like “damm look at my super model girlfriend”. And he tries to hide the fact that he loves when u give him forehead kisses and his cheeks go all pink and OMG STOP ME NOW JDSKGJKSNDBR

Their Manager Is Bullying You And He Finds Out

None of any of the evil things said in this preference is true. You’re amazing, beautiful and 1000% awesome. If you’re likely to get triggered by insulting comments and general meanness I suggest you don’t read this one x

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 It’s the night of the guys’ second album release party and to say that they’re excited is an understatement. As you’re all sitting in the dressing room waiting for your cue, none of them can seem to stop talking as their nervous chatter fills the room. You’re sitting in a makeup chair in the corner having the finishing touches added to your face as you smooth down your dress. 

 "Are you sure it’ll be fine?“ You ask nervously and bite on your bottom lip as you fiddle with the short material. "You look great, Y/N. Nobody’s gonna care and if they do they’re pricks. You look like a million bucks, so enjoy yourself okay?” Your stylist reassures you and pats your shoulder softly. Feeling slightly more confident you smile at yourself in the mirror and nod slowly. “Okay, I look great? Are you 100% positive it’s not too short?” You clarify and the girl behind you sighs. “It’s barely above your knees Y/N, you can’t see anything. I wear shorter things around my family anyway, you’ll be fine. Now hop off and call Luke over, I need to fix his hair.” You laugh and slip out of the chair and turn to give your friend a brief hug before wandering back to the guys and passing the message on to Luke.

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“S’only had a little.” [Calum Hood X Reader]

Prompt: Calum x Reader where the reader comes home drunk.

A/N: So, quick question: would you guys want me to post one of those ask box memes so you guys could send in some questions and get to know me better? (I could have made this oneshot really angsty, but I opted for a fluffier option.)

Your name: submit What is this?

Your friend’s name: submit What is this?


Calum had been sitting on the couch in a pair of baggy sweatshirt and a t-shirt when the doorbell rung. His brows furrowed as he looked at the clock, seeing that it was about midnight. Who was showing up at his house at this time of night? Standing up, the male walked to the front door and opened it, only to find his girlfriend putting almost all of her weight on her friend.

“I’m assuming she had a bit to drink?” Calum questioned, raising an eyebrow as he coaxed Y/N into his own arms. The girl had gone out with a few friends tonight, not having hung out with them in awhile and wanting to have a girl’s night out.

“She had more than just a little,” Her friend replied with a laugh as she smoothed out her dress.

“S’only had a little.” Y/N slurred, squinting up at her boyfriend and putting her to fingers together to show how much she had drank.

“Sure you did,” The boy replied with a roll of his eyes. “Well, I appreciate you bringing her home, F/N. Get home safely, yeah?”

“No problem!” F/N said with a grin. “I’m glad I could help, and thank you, Calum.” With a nod, the boy closed the door.

“Come on, let’s get you some water.” Calum spoke, leading his girlfriend into the kitchen and sitting her down in a chair. Grabbing a glass from the cupboard, he went over to the sink and turned on the cold water, letting it run for a little while before filling up the cup.

“I want you to drink all of this, okay?” He questioned, setting the cup down in front of the girl. “And take these Advil while you’re at it,” He added on, placing two pills down next to the glass.

After the pills had been swallowed and the water was gone, Calum hooked his arm with Y/N’s and lead her up the stairs. Once in their bedroom, she was lead over to the bed while Calum pulled out a pair of pajamas and handed them to her.

“Get changed into these, okay?” He questioned, unzipping the back of her dress for her. The male slipped off his shirt and then picked up your discarded dress and bra.

“Let’s go to bed, alright?” The boy whispered, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend and pressing a kiss to her cheek.

“But I’m not tired,” She murmured.

“Y/N, I know you- yes you are. Come on, let’s go to bed.”

“Alright,” Y/N answered reluctantly, letting Calum lead her to bed, where she instantly climbed under the sheets.

Calum turned the light off before getting into bed, slipping in beside Y/N and wrapping his arms around her.

“Good night, Y/N.”

“Good night, Calum. I love you.”

“I love you too, Sweetheart.”

I'm Not The One Pt. 2

Summary: Why in the world would you want to break your soulmate clock just so you could be with me? The guy who isn’t even supposed to be with you.

Part 1

     That night after your shift had finally finished, you went home to find your little kitten sitting on the loveseat couch in your apartment. You cooked some dinner, because you are not paying for pizza no matter how good it is. You decided to just cook a bowl of macaroni and cheese and watch t.v. that night in.

     Right when the macaroni was finished cooking, you got an alert telling you your phone went off. You looked over to your phone after putting the macaroni in a bowl and saw a text from an unknown number.

     Hey Y/N it’s Ashton!! I just wanted to know if you had off tomorrow because I wanted to get that coffee sometime.

     You smiled as you were instantly reminded of the previous conversation between you two. You had a thought that it was all just a dream, but his text confirmed everything for you. You brought the macaroni and cheese into your living next to your kitten who was now sleeping peacefully. You turned the t.v. on and put your food down on the coffee table in front of you.

     Hey Ash you’re totally in luck because I just do happen to have off tomorrow. I’d love to get that coffee with you sometime. Is noon-ish ok with you?

     His text back was almost instantly after you had sent your to him.

Noon sounds absolutely perfect. I can’t wait to see you then Y/N ;-)

     You smiled like a school girl with a crush. You were actually going on a date tomorrow at noon. That means you’d have to do your make-up and shower so your hair wasn’t greasy. You sighed and started to eat your food and watch the show that came on.

     When you finished eating, you put your bowl in the sink and brought your kitten into the bed with you to sleep. “I’ve got a date tomorrow. I actually have a date with Ashton.” Your smile grew larger until you were full on grinning. “I have a date with Ashton!” You screamed excitedly startling your kitten. You smiled sheepishly as she meowed and got comfortable again.

     Sleep came to you quicker than you could ever imagine. It was a deep sleep filled with dreams of your day tomorrow. The only thing that woke you up, was your alarm going off at nine a.m. exactly.

     You groaned as you shoved the blankets off of you and onto your kitten Roxy. She meowed when the blankets covered her tiny body and crawled out from underneath of them. You giggled and went into your bathroom to take a shower before you did anything drastic.

     While showering, you made sure to shave you legs and arms because it was supposed to be hot outside. You finished shaving and got out of the shower to dry yourself off. Wrapping the towel around you, you walked out of the bathroom and into your room to dig through your closet for the best outfit possible.

     You pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a white fitted tank top. It was much different from your usual work outfit, an apron on top of some maroon pants and an ugly green work shirt. You put on some light make up, just some lip gloss, tan eye shadow, and mascara.

     You checked your phone and noticed it was 11:34 so you grabbed your phone, some money, and put them into your purse. You quickly texted Ashton to make sure you were heading to the right coffee shop and hopped into your car to get there.

     When you walked inside the coffee shop you noticed Ashton sitting in the back corner of the small un-crowded shop on his phone. You walked over to him and sat down in the booth across from him. “Hey Ashton.” You said with a smile as he looked up from his phone. He smiled back even wider than yours and put his phone away.

    “Hey Y/N, how’re you?” He asked with a small smile. “I’m good, I get to hang out with this really nice guy today so I think today’s going to be great.” You said with a cheeky smile. He laughed and shook his head. “Funny, who are you hanging out with today Miss. Y/L/N?” He asked with an equally cheeky smile. You fake pondered on that thought. “oh, well, now that I think about it, I’m only hanging out with you today Mr. Irwin.” You said as you stood up.

     “I’m going to get a coffee or something, do you want anything?” You asked as he also stood up. “Yeah, I’ll come and get it.” He said as you two walked up to the counter. “Hello, can I get a coffee please?” Ashton asked the coffee guy. He nodded his head as Ashton described what he wanted in it. “Um, can I just have a green tea please?” I asked politely. The guy nodded and went to make our drinks.

     He came right back out and handed them to us. I dug ion my purse to get the money to pay, but Ashton stopped me. “I got this,” He handed the guy the money. You tried to protest, but Ashton put his finger up to your lips. “Hush."  You giggled and he laughed as he removed his finger from your lips and escorted you back to your table.

     Throughout this whole time you were together, all you guys did was tell funny stories and get to know each other better than you had ever hoped. You had learned that his dad left them at an early age so he became the one who cared for his siblings. He tries his hardest to make enough money to help his mom support them. He loves animals but is allergic to cats. you told him about your kitten at home and he replied with a laugh and ‘what’s my luck’.

     You told him about how you moved away from your parents and about how you were saving up to go to college, that’s why you lived in the apartment, because your parents wanted you to become something you never wanted to be. They are both doctors, and wanted you to be one too, but you have a passion for writing. You always have. Ashton wanted to read some of your works, but you told him you didn’t like to show anyone. "Maybe next time Ash. I’ll maybe let you read some of it.” He smiled at you and lightly kicked your foot under the table.

     “Oh no, we are not doing that.” You stated as he smiled. “Whatever do you mean?” He laughed while you kicked him back lightly. “Oh, it’s on now.” He challenged as you guys started kicking each other lightly as to not hurt the other person. By the time you guys settled down and finished your painful game of footsies, you checked you phone. It was 3:50 and you had to meet up with your friend at 4.

     “Sorry to cut this short Ashton, but I needed to meet up with my best friend at four soon. I’ll see you at work later? Or would you take into consideration doing this again sometime?” You teased as you stood up from your seat. He sighed with a smile and stood up as well. “I guess I have no other choice but to take you up on that offer. I’ll text you later to figure out what we’re going to do.”

     You two walked out the door together and he surprised you by giving you a hug. “Bye Y/N.” He whispered in your ear right before you two pulled away. “Goodbye Ashton.” You waved as you walked into your car and drove to your friend’s house with Ashton on your mind.

I Can’t Do This Without You

 Ashton Irwin x Reader

Fandom: 5SOS

Warnings: Angst

POV: First Person/Reader’s

Summary: Ashton’s girlfriend threatens to leave

Author: Sapphire

Originally posted by irwinsource

“I can’t do this anymore Ashton! What don’t you understand about that?”

“Please don’t leave me baby. I can’t do this with out you.”

“I’m home. All the time. Alone!“ I turned away from him, tears stung my eyes.

“I know babe. I’m sorry. But you knew this was going to happen when the band got big.”

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being lab partners with fratboy!calum who always shows up to class five minutes late and never takes notes in class and usually smells like last nights alcohol, but is still really sweet to you despite his playboy reputation and one day you come into class and he’s actually gotten there before you and he’s dressed a little nicer than his usual ripped shirt and black jeans and he’s traded his snapback in for a more put together hairstyle and when you sit down next to him he mumbles something about how pretty you look today and maybe if you wanted to come to his party this friday night then that would be really cool and if he could have your number that would be really cool too and so when you actually agree he’s smiling so big and after class you over hear him talking with his friends about how he finally got that pretty girl from his chem class to go out with him


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Pulling my coat tighter around myself I kept my head low as I entered the building. Conversations were kept to a minimum as I heard others mutter as I silently walked past them towards the reception where the echoing of the phone sounded throughout the lobby. Keeping my eyes on the floor as my heels clicked against the marble flooring I placed my hands on the desk and removed my sunglasses. 

The receptionist tried not to wear judgement as I placed my sunglasses on the top of my head. Instantly the confidence I once had now dissolved, replaced by my body struck with fear of those eyes surrounding me. “Hi, a room booked for Thomas?” I asked without stuttering, glancing around I tried to avoid those eyes on mine but as always, that is never achievable. 

She typed away into the computer that remained hidden from my view, for a moment she glanced back to me then focusing on her screen. “Just, just for one night?” I could see her trying not to guess what I was up to, why I was wearing such an oversized coat and wanted to avoid everyone. 

Nodding she got up from her seat and moved towards the back room leaving me hovering at the desk uneasily. Although I knew that no one knew who I was, it didn’t make their eyes lingering on me any easier or their harsh words to be untangled without me crying in my sleep when they circulate. When she came back she gave me my key, and muttered a ‘enjoy your stay’ trying not to smirk to herself. 

Taking the key along with my bag I walked quickly to the lift, not wanting my coat to fly up and risk exposure. As I stood in the lift on my own the uneasy feeling in my stomach only grew, it never ceases to build up moments before we are reunited. It just causes me unnecessary amounts of grief and consciousness for one night every few weeks and then becoming nothing more than strangers, was it really worth it? Or was I merely seeking comfort? 

As I walk along the never ending corridor I try and shut out the smell of cleaning product, the stale smell that clings to the fibres in the carpet probably older than the cleaners who work here. I focus on the room numbers, wondering how many have passed through here for similar purposes to my own. When I was growing up I’d hate thinking of such a thing, about the invisible dirt they’d leave on the sheets, the act of knowing about others in the rooms either side. Now here I am, being my own worst hypocrite. 

Standing in front of the door I try my hardest to control my breathing, it always gets hitched in my throat as I stand there with the key in hand. Slowly I unlock it, moving the key until it clicks. I sigh, I’ve done this too many times. 

It starts with me taking my coat off, I carefully hang it up to prevent creases. My heels remain on for now, no matter how much they pain me. I walk into the bathroom and admire my attire, black was always the classiest option, so that was what I wore for him. I reapplied my lipstick, a dark red which was pointless as it would be in ruins in a matter of minutes. I practice smiling, I pinch my cheeks as I try to convince myself that I do miss him. 

A ring on my phone snaps me out of my focus, he’s asking where I am. Sending him the room number I unlock the door, leaving it for him to just walk in, as always. Patiently I wait as I perch on the end of the bed, wanting nothing more than to take the heels off but no, I keep them on. I hear footsteps near the room and I lift my leg out, waiting for him to enter as I hold my arms behind me. Stretching my body out and my hair to flow behind me, leaving my outfit on show for him. 

Chuckling I hear the door shut. He walks in with the same smile, always impressed with the effort I put in. Standing up I walk over to him, missing those brown eyes that I crave to look into whenever I can. Slowly I remove his clothes, helping him with such a difficult task. “Hi.” He smiles as I bend down to undo his belt and take my shoes off.

Rolling my eyes as he winks I undo my own shoes then being in a height difference lead him over to the bed. “Hi, I missed you.” Sighing I lie down, waiting for him to join me. 

“You know how it is on tour, I wish I could take you with me.” Playing with my hair in his fingertips I can’t help but admire all the features about him I missed, the smile he wears when he’s content, the glint in those eyes, or the endless tattoos decorating his skin. 

Running my fingers over the tattoos on his arm leading to his chest his face comes closer to mine until I feel at ease. The judgement from earlier and every other time melts away when I’m with him. When we hold hands, when we dance, when we laugh or watch movies. When he kisses me slowly and passionately, how he takes his time to ensure I’m enjoying myself too. “Ready?” Pulling away I can see the drive clear in his eyes, all I have to do is nod. 

Outside darkness draws nearer, we lie together in the creased sheets with him holding me close. “Do you ever think we can be official?” I speak up with a question I ask now and then. 

Hesitant to reply I know what’s coming. He’s too scared, not of me but for me. His friends know me, they’ve met me and we all get on just fine, but he doesn’t think the fans will manage or process us. So here we are, lying in some cheap hotel sneaking in and out like we commit crimes every few weeks. 

Lifting his hand to smooth my hair, something he does out of guilt occasionally. It’s as if he thinks I’ll forget, as if my hair holds all of my memories that will simply glide away with the touch of his fingertips. But no, the same thought always stays whenever I see him. 

“How do we though? I love you, I love everything about you but you’re so precious to me I don’t want you to get hurt.” Lowering his eyes he struggled with his reasoning. 

I released myself from his grasp and walked away towards the shower, alone. Turning it on I shut and locked the door, letting him know now I would want time for myself to reflect, not to share. Steam flooded the bathroom, fogging the mirror until I was just a blur in the condensation. 

The heat the shower gave was always comforting, sometimes more so on lonely nights without Calum to hold me close. I stood under the shower for longer than needed, I scrubbed viciously at my skin to remove the layer that formed. I could feel dirt coat my skin filled with secrecy, lies, promises that are never fulfilled and the dreams that I wait to happen, if they ever happen. I felt myself choking on the steam until I felt myself rid of the shame that clung, refusing to part after all this time. 

Once dried I could see my reflection slowly return in the mirror. Fresh faced, shame ridden expression. I got out and let the steam follow me, it vanished into the air like my feelings did leaving Calum unsuspecting. He walked over to me as I began to pick my things up. “I’ll go first this time.” I muttered as I slipped my dress back on and picked my heels up. 

He reached his hand out and took my heels from my grasp and dropped them. His hands connected to mine as he just admired my eyes, not taking his eyes off of mine for a single second. “I’m not doing this anymore.” Unsure how to take his words I froze up, fear etched into my expression. 

“If that’s what you want.” A lump formed in my throat as I quickly removed my hands from his. 

Turning away I slipped my coat on and took a deep breath before facing him again in need of my shoes. “No no, I meant the secrets.” Pausing I still couldn’t look him in the eyes, I focused on the bitty blue carpet instead. “I want them to know, I want everyone to see how much I love you and always will. You shouldn’t have to feel ashamed or hide, you aren’t worthy of this. I saw this as temporary, the whole hotel thing but no more. I want you to be seen by my side rather than walk out without me.” Pulling his shoes out he motioned for me to wear them instead of my uncomfortable heels, along with his hoodie. “I know you’ll be comfier in these than those, plus it’ll cover your dress.” 

Picking up our things we left, hand in hand. As we stood in the lift I didn’t feel nervous or ashamed to be leaving, I didn’t feel dirty. My hand was in his, we were together. The doors opened and some turned to face us but I no longer felt the judgement, it merely stayed locked in a hotel room.  


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It wasn’t like you hated Hey Violet. You weren’t allowed to hate them – they’re were 5SOS’ experiment. That’s not what the boys said, but that was how you saw them. They wanted to make a band famous and help them out, just like 1D did with them. So you could easily hang out with HV – as long as they were all there. Because hanging out just with Nia or being alone with Rena was weird and scary to you. So going out them Hey Violet and 5SOS shouldn’t be a problem. But even though all you wanted was a nice, calm conversation with all of them, you couldn’t help but notice the way Nia laughed at Calums’ jokes. You all sat around a table at a rather big coffee shop. You sat beside Miranda and Luke, so far away from Calum.

They were all talking in over each other, so nobody really got the idea. Maybe there was too many people, but it was nice anyway. Sometimes you would actually laugh at Michaels dumb jokes or talk really quietly with Luke, so only you and him could hear the conversation. But in the middle of the fun, Nia almost died from laughing – and you more or less wished she would have. She hit Calum’s arm playfully, making Calum’s eyes crinkle and shine.

“I’m gonna get some more water. “ You said getting up from your chair. The table you were sitting at was pretty close to the window, so you could see fans starting to notice the bands.

“I’ll come with you. I need more coffee. “ Nia said, her voice full of happiness and her smile wide. “I didn’t get any sleep yesterday. “ She whispered. Nia was sweet… She really was, so it shouldn’t be a problem being with her alone for a small minute. You walked both walked towards the counter – unfortunately there was a queue, hinting that you’d be alone with her for longer than you thought. There was no awkward moments, but every time she smiled, you couldn’t help but think about her flirting with Calum. They had been together quite a lot lately and you didn’t really see any harm in that. Until now – Calum wouldn’t cheat on you, but maybe he had a thing for Nia? You just were done telling a small story about the time you went to Disneyland and you puked after trying the teacups. Nia chuckled.

“Yeah! It was like this one time where we went to a small concert – me and Calum-“ Your face changed at Nia’s words, but she clearly didn’t notice. “I don’t even remember who was playing. I took a couple of shots before the concert. “ You moved forward in the queue.  “But anyway, I puked at the girls bathroom and Calum laughed at me. “
Somehow the fact that all Calum did was laugh at her calmed you down a bit.

“But then he helped by holding my hair and buying me something to drink. He’s really sweet. “ Nia said, clearly trying to compliment you and your choice of boyfriend, but you couldn’t see it as anything else, but her smearing it in your face.

“Yea, you probably know how sweet he is. “ You mumbled, because it had become a bad habit of yours to whisper your thoughts. But obviously, Nia heard – because what else could happened?

“You don’t want me to be friends with Calum? “ Nia asked. All of a sudden the sweet, funny, innocent person was gone and instead a very angry and irritated Nia was standing in front of you.

“I don’t want you flirting with him. “ You said, crossing your arms and lifting your brow.

“I’m not flirting! “ Nia raised her voice, so the people behind you looked up from their phones to see what was going on. “Are you really that type of girl? “

You didn’t know what to answer, because you knew what she meant. You weren’t the jealous, controlling, clingy girlfriend, but today you were just getting tired of Nia. You didn’t mind Calum being friends with her, but the fact that she was flirting with him made you mad – and when she didn’t want to admit it made it worse.

“Maybe I am. Butat least I’m not going for boys who’re taken! “ You yelled, not caring about the people behind you and the people in front of you. They could mind their own business.

“Bitch, you’re just scared that I might actually fuck your man! “ Nia hissed. And just like it couldn’t get any worse, Calum turned up.

“Hey, you guys are slow. “ Calum smiled. You loved his smile – it was one of the many reasons you fell in love with him. And you kept falling in love with him every day who saw him.

“Hi Calum. “ Nia said in a tone that clearly showed she was gonna tell him. “Did you know that Y/N is a jealous, idiotic prick? “

“Bitch. You just can’t handle the fact that I have it better than you! “ Nia stuck her tongue out while grinning devilishly.

“You can’t handle the fact that Calum would rather be with me than you. “ She said it slowly, making every word longer. Her tone was quietly teasing and she didn’t even look at you. She looked at Calum behind you.

You stormed out of the coffee shop, pushing Calum aside and sneaking in and out between people. You squinted your eyes, as you closed the coffee shop door. Normally you weren’t like this. You wouldn’t storm out of rooms because someone insulted you, but today was the first day where you did exactly that.

“Y/N! “ Someone yelled. You looked at the source of the sound and found about 5 teenage girls, standing with their phone and taking pictures of the boys from the window. You smiled, knowing that you had to put up a face and walked towards the fans.

“Oh my god. “ A girl with red hair and cute little freckles smeared over her cheeks mumbled. “You’re like really pretty. “

“What are you guys doing? “ Another girl asked. She had platinum blond hair to her shoulder and she was standing with her phone pointed towards you, filming you.

“Getting something to drink and eat. It’s rare they have time for that. “ You smiled and looked at the girls. You actually loved meeting fans, because they were usually always so sweet and curious. And it made you feel special in some sort of way. But just as you were having a very cool and casual conversation with the fans, they started whined.

“OMG! CALUM! “ You looked down on your feet, well-knowing that you couldn’t avoid him. And you knew he was getting closer, because they were being louder with every step he took.

You felt Calums arms being wrapped around you and his scent hit your nose and you instantly felt like it was dumb – the whole thing was dumb and idiotic. You were generally surprised. The brown-haired girl was clearly still filming and she wasn’t even trying to hide it. The other girls were awing at the two of you. Calum would normally not be much for PDA when there were cameras around, but this time he just kissed your temple and hugged you from behind.

“I love you and only you, babe. “ He whispered in your ear, making the girls aweing and one of them snouted “GOALS”. Calum kissed your lips and took your hand, before he started talking with the fans.

Next day on twitter, you saw the video from the brown-haired fan’s perspective. And you had to admit, you pretty damn cute together.

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