Ashton:
"(Y/N), oh my gosh! That’s Ashton, that’s Ashton fucking Irwin! He’s like, right there!" Your best friend cried, tugging on your arm spasmodically as she freaked out. You were standing in line with your best friend at a meet and greet for her favorite band, Five Seconds of Summer. You personally loved them a lot, as well, but you were far to reserved to freak out like (Y/B/F/N).
"Yes, (Y/B/F/N), that is Ashton Irwin. And that’s Luke Hemmings, Calum Hood, and oh look- your ‘sex god’ Michael Clifford." You teased her, smirking when she blushed deeply. She slapped you suddenly, her eyes growing wider than before.
"(Y/N)! I think he heard you…" she whisper shouted, scowling at you fleetingly before she was tugged by a guard towards the little gate that led to the chain of tables that the boys sat at. You chuckled to yourself, watching as she struggled to compose herself while she talked with Ashton, Luke, and Calum.
You watched as she walked over to Michael, but before you could see their interactions you were roughly shoved through the gate and up the stairs. “You’re minute starts now.”
"You must be (Y/N)." Ashton greeted loudly, his usual contagious grin plastered widely over his cheeks. You couldn’t help but flush slightly as you nodded, looking at him shyly. "You’ve got quite an interesting best friend there, she told me this wild story about how I’m your favorite out of the band, but you’re too shy to fangirl."
Calum:
"(Y/N) please follow @Calum5sos he loves you…" You read one of the many messages filtering through the live feed on your twitcam. You were a famous youtuber, and once a month you did a special livestream for four hours straight.
"5sos, oh yeah! I saw those guys in concert the other day with my little sister, she loves that Luke Hemmings guy. I thought the Kiwi one was damn fine." You spoke, the comment striking your memory. You were Kiwi, so you knew a fellow Kiwi when you saw one.
"That’s Calum! OMG!" you read again, laughing to yourself as the feed blew up with talk of this Calum boy. "One sec guys, I got a twitter notification." You had learned a couple months ago to turn off all of your notifications from the feed, so you’d only get notifications from people who weren’t watching while you were streaming.
"@Luke5sos: @(Y/T/N) thanks, Calum won’t stop fangirling now." you read the tweet, giggling quietly when you realized it was Luke Hemmings thanking you for making Calum fangirl.
"OMG CALUM PUT UP A KEEK. OMG CALUM TALKED ABOUT YOU IN A KEEK. WATCH CALUM’S KEEK." were a few of the many comments that filtered through, sparking your interest. You opened keek, quickly finding Calum’s profile and watching his most recent upload. It was a video of him dancing around and shouting.
"She said I was ‘Damn Fine’ though, that has to mean something! Guys!" he was screaming, before he turned around and suddenly froze. "Lucas, what the hell are you doing with my phone? Are you recording?"
"Say hi to Keek, Calum!"
"Uh, hey there Keek…" Calum blushed, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.
Luke:
"Luke! Oh my god, babe! Luke, where are you!?" You screeched, running around the small apartment you shared with your boyfriend, Luke, hysterically. Luke popped his head up curiously from behind the couch, one of his eyebrows cocked up as he watched you fangirl.
"What?" he asked slowly, watching you cautiously as you let out a gurgled squeal. You lept over the couch suddenly, sitting next to him and shoving your phone in his face.
"Luke Brooks retweeted me!" you grinned, watching in confusion as his mood suddenly turned south. A grimace replaced the grin that previously covered his mouth, his eyes narrowing slightly as he quickly moved your phone from his face.
"What’s wrong?" you asked him, watching as he stalked into the kitchen. Thinking deeply, you followed him as you racked your mind for a reason as to why he’d suddenly get so sour.
"Nothing, (Y/N)." he replied monotonously, pouring water into a glass and taking a sip. "Why don’t you go fangirl some more over Luke Brooks."
"Lucas Robert Hemmings… Are you, jealous?" You asked, a sly smirk on your face as you watched his cheeks tint pink. He was so jealous! You thought to yourself as he dumped the rest of his water slowly.
"No, why would I be?"
"You’re such a bad liar, Luke!" you teased, shoving your phone in your pocked and kissing your still pink-faced boyfriend.
Michael:
"Michael, do you want to go get some dinner?" You called out into the eerily quiet hotel suite you were sharing with your bestfriend, Michael Clifford. "Mikey?" you asked again, stepping into the little bedroom to find him laying on your bed with earbuds in and staring intently at his phone.
You watched for a few seconds, growing more confused as he had an awkward grin on his face and he occasionally let out little giggles. “Michael!” You shouted suddenly, smirking to yourself when he jumped off the bed in shock.
"What?" he asked you, pulling out his earbuds and dropping his phone onto the bed.
"What were you doing?" You asked suddenly, your curiosity getting the best of you. He blushed slightly, picking up his phone and slyly shoving it into his back pocket. "What are you hiding, Michael…?" You asked, narrowing your eyes and taking a threatening step towards him. He stepped back, narrowing his eyes as well.
"Nothing, (Y/N)." he stammered, scratching the back of his neck. You took his lifted arm as an opening, lunging at him and ripping his phone from his pocket before you locked yourself in the bathroom. You quickly unlocked it, only rolling your eyes and giggling as Michael began to beat on the door, shouting at you.
"Oh my god, (Y/N) looked so hot at the beach today. I almost couldn’t stop myself from taking her right there on the beach." You read out, your own cheeks tinting pink as you read the many texts between Michael and the boys discussing just how sexy they all really thought you were.
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