5SOS Preferences

Trapped In An Elevator - P4

Ashton: the loud noise that came from Ashton slamming his fist against the floor startled you enough to make you look up from your hands. Your tears blurred your vision, but Ashton was staring straight at you.
"Of course I'm not. You are everything I have ever wanted - I can't even imagine my life without you."
"B... But you're breaking up with me," you cried, attempting to stay as calm as possible.
"Because all the magazines are saying that you cheated on me! You have no idea how much I'm hurting because of this."

Calum: he took a deep breath before he began to speak. Hopefully that was a good sign. Maybe he was about to pour his heart out to you? You hoped so.
"What I meant was... Well you shouldn't be going home with other guys. Especially guys like him. Guys that wouldn't know how to treat you right, to treat you like you deserve. Guys that wouldn't be good for you. They couldn't treat you like I could. I could treat you how you deserve to be treated. I would be good for you, [Y/N]. You shouldn't be going home with other guys - you should be going home with me, alright?"
How on earth were you supposed to reply to that? All you could think was 'wow.'
He stared at you expectantly, hoping for you to reply to him. You were lost for words.

Luke: a slight smile tugged at the edges of your lips. How could someone this brilliant be this self conscious? It baffled you.
"Yes really." You replied with a nod.
"You're not just saying that because you feel bad are you? Because you have no idea how much I really like you. I can barely go a day without seeing your face and your smile. It literally pains me whenever I don't see you for more than 24 hours. You are one of the only things that makes me want to not leave for tour. I've nearly asked you to come with us so many times, but every time I've chickened out of it. That's how much I like you, [Y/N]. I just want this to be real."

Michael: your hand rested gently on Michael's cheek, causing him to close his eyes for a few moments. When he reopened his eyes, your suspicions about what he needed to say were strengthened further.
"I... I, uh..." Michael began, "well, it's just..."
"It's okay, Mike. Don't worry."
"I care because, uh, because I care about you. You're my whole world, and seeing you with someone else, especially Luke, ruined me." He said slowly. You waited patiently for him to continue. "And, well, you're everything to me. It's just, a lot of things aren't definite for me, what with this lifestyle, and, uh, you are definite. Or at least I want you to be." He smiled at you, knowing exactly what he wanted to say now. "A lot of things don't add up for me, and there's parts of me that I just don't really get, but everything that doesn't make sense about me makes sense when I'm with you, and I love that."