5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

You Leave During A Fight | Part 2

Luke:

It was a good thing for Luke that you hadn't gotten far away from their house before he had found you. With a snowstorm mixed with fog it was almost impossible for him to see anything as soon as he had gotten out of the house. But he managed to catch up with you down the street, engulfing you in his arms and lifting you up in bridalstyle, and to his surprise you didn't bug at all, just wrapped your arms tighter around him while he hurried back to your house. Opening the door with his foot, he marched in with his back first, taking off his shoes and heading towards the couch where blankets were ready to engulf you in and warm you up. "Why in the world would you run outside in a snowy weather without shoes and a coat! He exclaimed, holding onto your tightly and doing his best to sit down on the couch without dropping you. "You told me to!" You fought back, cuddling closer to him to increase heat in your body. "Don't listen do me, I'm a fucking idiot." Luke mumbled, his hand coming up to scratch his eyes in thoughts and headache. "Yep.." You confirmed, nodding your head and looking up at him, your nose touching each other. "Don't ever listen to an idiot. Princesses like you don't deserve that. I'm sorry for yelling at you and not making enough time for you. To be honest there has been so many things going on the past weeks that my mind has been blown up and I react before I think. I promise, the next few weeks will only be you and me. Nothing else and nothing more." Luke thought his speech was pretty good yet you didn't seem 100% accepting. "Do you love me?" Your question made Luke's eyebrows furrow, "Of course I do." He stated, placing a warm kiss to your forehead. "Why would you say I was growing on your nerves and I should just leave come back." Your voice had turned tiny again, the amount of coldness in your body starting to grow warm. "Like I said. I'm a fucking idiot. I love you more than you think and stupid words shouldn't ruin that." "I love you too, Luke." He formed a massive smile on his lips by your words, repeating the kisses on your forehead. "Good because I was fearing I had almost ruined everything." Luke grabbed the blanket that he had forgotten to wrap around you, placing it over your shoulder and rubbing his hands up and down your arms. "Warm?" He asked with a smile and you nodded your head. "Slowly progress. But it's alright. It's a good excuse to actually cuddle with you."

Calum:

"Y/N, I think someone's here for you." Your head shot up from resting against your pillow, your hair falling down into your eyes by the sudden movement, your mouth falling open and staring out in the air at first but then towards the door. "No way.." You mumbled under your breath, removing the duvet from yourself and rushing towards the door of the guest room you were staying at, at your best friend's house. You were about to grab the door handle but was shocked as the door opened in front of you, Calum standing in front of you with a surprised face when he saw you. The two of you stared at each other for what felt like forever before you noticed your best friend standing behind him with a guilty look on her face. "You let him in?" You exclaimed in a whine, looking at your best friend and she just cocked a smirk, shrugging her shoulders. "I'll leave you guys alone." She mumbled, shutting the door. Calum shifted in his position before you headed towards the bed, taking a seat. His eyes were guilty to say at least as they fought the chance to get eye contact with you. "How did you know I was here?" Calum let out a sigh, placing his warm hand on your thigh. "You know no matter what I'll always come after and find you. Always. And I could see our car outside." He added, licking his dry lips. "You know, I'm really really sorry." He said, and by that you looked up at him for the first time. "Me too, actually." You admitted and Cal furrowed his eyebrows. "I shouldn't be so nosy all the time. You can hang around with the girls you want, I should have enough trust in you because I know you love me that much that you would never imagine to cheat on me." Calum formed a small smile by your words and grabbed your hand to place a soft kiss. "Don't blame yourself. My way of reacting to this was overboard. It wasn't okay. And I realized that just as soon as you walked out of the door. I was a bit overdramatic to say at least. And I should know that you feel insecure at times. And it's alright. I won't take any more pictures with girls at clubs. Only if the girl is you." Calum's words were so cheesy, if this had been another time you would have rolled your eyes but this just made your belly fill up with butterflies and a warm smile coming to your lips. "I think I can conclude the smile on your lips that you have forgiven me." Calum smirked and you rolled your eyes at him with a smile. "Yeah.. As long as you don't throw me out of the house again, literally." "I promise. Never ever again."

Michael:

One walk was enough for you to cool down and calm down your temper. With the sun shining happy outside warm and bright and a bit of music from your phone you were already feeling better as soon as you had smashed the door shut. You didn't want to go back at first but as you started to grow more tired by walking and your stomach starting to growl for food, you were determined to walk back. Opening the door calmly, you were met by the sweet smell of tomato sauce and pasta filling your whole apartment, your eyebrows furrowing as you took off your coat and headed towards the kitchen. When you arrived inside Michael was standing in front of the dish washer, filling a colander with the pasta to remove the water. You stayed quiet as you watched him for a bit, the radio in the background entertaining him. But after some time, he felt eyes on him and he turned around to see you leaning against the doorframe and eyeing him. He looked rather lost for a second before he turned around to grab a bouquet of bellis flowers that looked like the ones from your garden, a little amount of dirt dripping off from them and onto the kitchen counter. "It's always the thought that counts. Right?" Michael asked, the last part of it sounding almost nervous now, his eyes pleading as he stared at you. You kept quiet as you stared down at the flowers he was holding in his hand, and he felt your eyes staring down at it so he reached his hand up to show the bellis in front of your face, his mouth forming a small pout. Your eyes caught each other and it only increased Michael's pout, puppy eyes staring down at you. It was hard to resist and when you started to form the smallest smile, Michael let out a sigh of relief. "You're such a fucking goof." You admitted, taking the flower in his hand and Michael formed an award-winning smile, embracing him in your arms. "Why do you always put me into situations like these, you know I can resist you when you do that." You whined into his chest and Michael started to giggle. "Because you love me. And I love you." Michael placed a soft kiss to your forehead, letting it linger as he moved it away from you and took your hand to place a kiss to your palm before whispering, "I'm sorry. I did wash my plain shirt myself. You should be very proud." You looked up at him amazed, smiling. "I am." Michael grabbed your hand and lead you over to the well settled romantic table, "But for now, let's enjoy a lovely dinner together. Cooked by me. Or mostly you, but I finished it."

Ashton:

"Mommy you're back!" You barely got the chance to get inside your house again before Daniel had speeded from the living room and into the entrance of the house just as soon as had heard the door open. He ran straight into your legs, wrapping his arms around it and holding onto it with a satisfied smile on his lips. "Why aren't you sleeping?" You asked startled, taking off your coat and hanging it on the rack next to you, still with Daniel wrapped around your arm. You moved down to lift him up in your arms, his footie pajamas warm and soft against your cold body. By the time you had done that, Ashton came into sight, a guilty look on his face and his cheeks red. "He couldn't sleep. We woke him up." Ashton roamed, his hand coming up to scratch his arm in a nervous habit. The same guilty feeling Ashton had hit you as well, your face expression changing as you looked at your son. "We yelled too much?" You asked Daniel and he nodded his head, feeling how the tension had changed. "I'm so sorry baby. It wasn't our purpose to do that." You wrapped your arms fully around Daniel to give him a hug and he returned, cuddling into you. "It's alright." Daniel said, and you moved your head to look at him confused. "No it's not. It was so wrong of mommy and daddy." Ashton headed towards you guys and in a small fear of reject, he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. "But it is. Daddy told me some good news as excuse." "Huh?" You asked, looking up at Ashton with an eyebrow quivered. "I told him that his grandparents from his momma's side and the rest of her family are coming here for Christmas." Your mouth felt open and looked back at Daniel who just nodded with a satisfied smile. "But how?" You exclaimed, looking at Ashton surprised. "I called them after you left. And I made a deal with them that they will come here for Christmas so we can have an overall family reunion Christmas Eve. Plane tickets are already fixed." Ashton smiled brightly by his idea and it affected you as well, the smile on your face matching his. "I don't really know what to say." You mumbled, kissing Daniel on the cheek and then Ashton. "That your husband is the best in the world even though he's a shit at times. And that you love him as much as he loves you." Ashton wiggled his eyebrows at you which made you laugh before rolling your eyes, smirking up at him. "And I'm sorry." "Me too." You sighed, looking back at Daniel who looked pretty tired. "And I think someone needs to sleep." You gestured towards Daniel's eyes. "Yeah. Let me go grab him." Ash said in a quiet voice, taking Daniel out of your arms and headed towards his bedroom.