5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

Trouble

Trouble

Ashton:
"Don't hate the player, hate the game" Ashton chuckles as he walks off, arm around the waist of another girl, leaving you there with mascara stained cheeks and a shattered heart. You just wanted to scream at him. You wanted to tell him how much of a jerk he is, that if he were a cookie he would be a whoreo, You wanted to slap him for playing you like that. You wanted to slap the smirk off his face from when he walked off with that blonde bimbo. But yet again.. Your mother always told you to give your used toys to the less fortunate.

Michael:
"She's trouble, Michael," Ashton warns Michael as they both take turns in glancing over in your direction.
"I mean, just look at her.. She'll break your heart. I can just see it," Ashton speaks, But Michael won't take it.
"I don't care if she's trouble, I love her and I would love to have my heart broken by her." Michael huffs like a small child, turning away from Ashton.

Luke:
"Well hey there, beautiful. I'll pick you up at nine and we'll go somewhere, aight'? Just text me your address" Luke, the school 'bad boy' says, looking directly at you, sending you a wink before walking off with his large group of friends again.
"Be careful, Y/N. He's trouble." One of your friends speaks up. "Yeah, I don't want you to end up wasting your life away on ice cream and sappy chick flicks," Another one of your friends says. "Don't worry, I'll be fine." You smile, feeling sure of yourself.

Calum:
"Here comes trouble," Luke rolls his eyes, nudging Calum as they both watch you and your 'Posse' make your rather grand-and loud-entrance.
"-and then I was all like, 'Sorry, I don't talk to nerds'" You continue to tell your friend, giggling as if it was the most funniest thing in the world.
"I will never understand how girls work," Calum shakes his head, keeping his eyes focused on you.