5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences [Requests CLOSED]

You Get Hate From Fans.

Calum:

You had been getting hate from the fans for about a month. Every time Calum asked about it, you shook your head and smiled.

You saw Instagram accounts with users like "(y/n)(l/n)IsAwful."

You were now in the room, wiping away tears. You didn't bother to wipe the rest. The door was pushed open unexpectedly. Startled, you began to wipe the tears away.

"(y/n), don't wipe them." Calum said. You stopped. "I've been listening to you sob for two minutes. Is this about the fans? How have they been treating you, (y/n)?"

"I just don't want you to be upset at them, Calum. I know they've been with you through everything." You sobbed, not caring if you cried.

"Why didn't you tell me?" His voice cracked. You looked at him and saw tears in his eyes.

You sniffled. "I don't want to get in the way. I know you love them."

"I do. But, not when they're like this." He replied. "No one deserves this. You know that, right? You're too beautiful to waste your tears on them. They want you to feel like nothing."

"It's hard to ignore it." You wiped away more tears.

"I know, (n/n). I'll show them how amazing you are." He hugged you.

"Thank you, Cal." You returned the hug, putting your head against his chest.

"Of course. I love you."

"I love you more." You smiled.

Ashton:

"I don't get why!" You yelled. There was a knock on the door. You blinked, surprised and full of fear.

"(y/n)? Is everything okay?" Ashton asked through the door.

You nodded, even though he couldn't see it. "Yeah, I just thought I was alone. I didn't mean to bother you."

"Are you sure? You're never a bother." Ashton said.

"Er, yeah. I guess."

"(y/n). . ." He opened the door. "What's up?"

"Uh. . . Nothing?" You smiled nervously, hoping he'd buy it.

"I can read right through you. It's the fans." He sighed, upset. "Don't keep things from me, please. I want to know what's going on, okay?" His voice was calm and gentle. But, you could see the sadness.

"I'm sorry." You whispered.

"It's okay, don't apologize. I should be sorry. You're getting hate because of me."

"Ash, all I need is you." You looked into his eyes.

"I'll talk to the fans." He replied. "I love you."

"I love you, too." You smiled.

Luke:

"Luke, what did I ever do to them?" You sobbed.

"Nothing. You did nothing to them. They're just jealous." He sighed, putting his arms around you.

"Of what, Luke? I'm not smart or funny or--"

"(y/n), you are the smartest, funniest, most beautiful girl I've ever known. You're too beautiful for this world, believe me. They want you to feel like crap. Don't give them what they want." He whispered.

"It's hard not to. I don't deserve you. I believe them." You cried.

"Believe me, (n/n). You're amazing, sweet, adorable, talented, and the best thing that's ever happened to me. I don't even know how I got so lucky. If anything, I don't deserve you." He replied, looking into your eyes.

"Thank you. I will always believe you and I'm sorry for believing them."

"Everyone believes them at some point, princess." He kissed the top of your head. "I'll always love you."

"And I'll always love you, Lukey."

Michael:

"You don't deserve him."

"You look like crap."

"Your smile is so weird."

"Ugly."

"Stupid."

"Ahh, she's blinding me by how fake she is!"

You swear you can hear the words behind you. You want to only focus on your wonderful boyfriend while he's on the stage. You hear whispering behind you and finally turn around.

"She's looking at us."

"Ew. Now I have to see that ugly face."

"Haha, yeah. Gross. She's not smart and why is her hair that awful color?"

Tears form in your eyes. You face the stage and see Michael walking around the stage, playing his guitar. You give him a smile that says I'm glad you're happy. You're amazing.

He smiles at you, but quickly looks concerned. He knows you're upset and seeing the whispering girls makes him know why.

He steps up to the microphone to sing his lyric. "Hey, guys, can you please be nice to everyone? It would make me happy. But, it's sad when you try to put people down."

The girls immediately apologize. You mouth 'thank you' to him. He smiles and nods.