"Damn it!" you hear someone yell after a crash from down the hallway. You jump off of the couch, seeing it is only 2:38 am. Intruder. Find a weapon, you think to yourself. The way your house is laid out makes you go through the kitchen before you reach the front entrance allowing you to grab a large knife to use as a weapon. You creep slowly through the kitchen with the knife held away from you so you can easily stab forward if attacked from the front or side. If they attacked from behind you, you're screwed. When you peek around the corner down the entry hallway, there is a figure bent over a knocked-over side table and the contents that spewed all over the floor.
"I've already called the cops!" you say loudly with a shaky voice.
The figure stops moving and stands up straight. They start to come towards you and all you can do is freeze.
"I have a knife and I know how to use it," you yell at the figure and you suddenly find it hard to breathe.
"Yeah, how to cut things up for dinner," a familiar voice chuckles. Ashton! You put the knife down on the counter behind you before jumping into his arms and kiss him hungrily, satisfying the craving for his lips on yours that you've had for the whole three months he has been gone. He carries you into the kitchen and places you on the counter away from the knife, deepening the kiss. He moans and runs his hands through your hair and you can't help but smile. Your hands find their way under his shirt and explore his chest, revelling in the fact that it is actually your boyfriend and that he is home.
He breaks the kiss to rip off his shirt and scoop you into his arms to bring you up into your bedroom. The moment he places you on the bed, he pounces on you peppering your neck and collarbone with kisses. You take the moment before your mouth is covered by his again to say "I love you" and you feel the smile on his face as he says "I love you too, y/n" into the crook of your neck.
The next time you look at the clock it is 3:42 am and you and Ashton are lying together in bed, exhilarated and breathless. Thoughts are racing through your mind and loads of questions are on the tip of your tongue, but Ash beats you to it.
"Wow! Was that the best way to start of a birthday or what?" he says gleefully. You give a small laugh as you turn to kiss him on the lips.
" I can't think of a better way," you whisper, looking into his beautiful eyes. He brushes the hair out of your face and looks lovingly at you for a minute.
" Happy birthday y/n. Now get some sleep, you have a big day ahead of you and I don't want you to be tired," he says before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.
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Random 5SOS Imagines
FanfictionJust some random imagines I started on QuizUp about the boys of 5SOS . Please don't judge, but if you have nice comments or suggestions or want me to write you an imagine, I'll be glad to receive them. Like, follow, subscribe, do whatever I don't c...