Song Preference- "I've Got This Friend" -5sos
Ashton-
"Baby, you've been talking to him nearly everyday,/ He really likes all the games that you play"
"You should invite him to my next game! That'll be a perfect chance for me to meet him!" she said excitedly, placing her water bottle next to her. "I-I'm not sure if he can do that." I told her, looking down. "Why not?" she asked, furrowing her eyebrows. It was so cute when she did that, and I couldn't help but crack a small smile. "He'll be there." I blurted out, not thinking. Way to go, Irwin. "Yay!" she squealed, standing up. The smile on her face seemed to light up the whole room, but it hurt to know that it wasn't really for me.
Luke-
" 'Cause I've got this friend who's crazy about you,/I've got this friend who can't live without you,/I've got this friend and I wish I could see,/How this would end if you knew it was me."
It's been a week since I first told her about my "friend" that likes her, and she won't stop asking me questions. "I really want to meet him!" she sighed, as she sat in the passenger seat of my. I started the car, and looked over at her, when suddenly, an idea struck. "We're going to see him now." I told her. This could either end really well, or end in disaster. "Really?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. I nodded, biting my lower lip, thinking about what would happen. I glanced at my guitar in the back seat and then remembered that I had the lyric sheet to the song that I'd been writing. Hopefully this'll go well. I slowly drove to the place where we spent our whole childhood, wondering if she'd feel the same way.
Calum-
"Something I have to tell you,/He plays the bass guitar./He think you'd like him better/If he had a car but now he's right in front of you"
She wouldn't stop asking me about my "friend." What else was I supposed to say without giving it away? "When will I meet him, Calum?" she whined, resting her head against my arm. I looked away, resisting the urge to kiss her right then and there. "I don't know." I managed to say. "Cal, I've gotta meet him sometime." she pointed out. I sighed loudly, and looked down at her head on my shoulder. "It'll work out." I reassured her. Or maybe it was to reassure me. "I think bass players are pretty hot...I'm excited to meet him." she shrugged, picking up her head, a small smirk forming on her face. I bit my bottom lip, wanting her back next to me, not as a best friend, but as a girlfriend... What was I going to do?
Michael-
"Can I have a minute?/I've gotta tell you something./I heard that someone likes you,/And it might be nothing but he's right in front of you."
"Can I guess his name?" she pleaded, playing with my hair. "Y/N..." I groaned, shaking my head, lifting it up from her lap. "First initial?" she asked, lowering her bottom lip. She knew I always gave in when she did that. "Fine." I sighed. "Actually, you said that it might be nothing... I should stop getting my hopes up." she sighed, standing up from the couch. "He's right in front of you, Y/N." I blurted out.
A/N: part 3?
