5SOS Preferences

Trapped In An Elevator - P2

Ashton: if only he would believe you. Surely he knew that you would never do anything to hurt him? Evidentially he thought you were out to get him.
"I didn't cheat on you, Ashton." You stated for the millionth time that day.
"Then how come it's all over the magazines and newspapers? The headline for Heat magazine was 'Has Ashton Irwin's bae found another man?' And there was pictures... How am I supposed to believe you?"
"I've already told you that the person in the picture isn't me! I'll admit that she looks strangely similar to me but it isn't me!"
Ashton shook his head. Why didn't he trust you? You were telling the truth.
"I think this might be the end of us, [Y/N]. I'm sorry."

Calum: you stared back at Calum angrily. You had been trapped with him for nearly an hour now and it was killing you.
"This is the last time I'm going to ask you Calum, you're my best friend, not my boyfriend, so why does it matter to you if I sleep with a guy from a party?"
He sighed and hit the floor aggressively.
"Why the fuck do you think?" He spat back.
"I think you're just being over protective again." You replied as calmly as you could manage.
"You shouldn't have slept with him."
"Why not? It's my life!"
"Because you should be sleeping with me you idiot!" He yelled, looking away from you the second the words left his lips.
What the hell did that mean?

Luke: he still wasn't speaking to you. Maybe you should just tell him the whole story.
"Can I at least explain to you what happened?" You asked quietly. He nodded in response, but didn't utter a word.
"When you told me that you liked me at that party and I told you that I've liked you for ages - I was telling the truth, okay? But then half an hour later I saw you making out with that girl and I thought you had just been trying to make me look like an idiot when you said you liked me, so I went and found someone for me to make out with too... I wanted to make you jealous. You had hurt me and I wanted you to know how it felt. So, I had to make sure that you saw," you explained, "it was only later that someone told me you had been playing dares. I felt really bad. I tried to find you, but you had gone."

Michael: you waited impatiently for him to start speaking.
"I saw you with Luke last night." His tone was dangerously low.
"What, dancing? Why is that so bad?"
"He had his hands all over you! If you guys are dating you could've at least told me, I mean c'mon, I'm your best friend for fucks sake."
"We're not dating! We were just dancing!"
"Haven't you seen the marks on your neck? You were doing more than just dancing."
"When both of us realised what was happening we stopped. We don't like each other like that."
"Oh, whatever [Y/N]."
"Would you just fucking believe me?!"
"Why should I?"
"Because you're my best friend, that's why! Why do you even care anyway?"