5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

You're Friends but the Fans Ship You - Part 2

Ashton:

"So, we're adorable together," Ashton giggles once the two of you are alone. "So cute!" you gush, fake fangirling. "Just get married!" Ashton squeals, making you laugh. "My OTP!" You cry, making Ashton double over in laughter. Finally the two of you stop laughing, sighing in contentment as you fall silent. "We would be cute, though," Ashton points out seriously. "Would we?" you ask thoughtfully. "I think so," he says with a small smile. "Yeah, me too," you confirm, grinning at him. Ashton stops walking and you pause, too, turning to look at him. "What if we -" he begins, moving toward you. "What if we what?" you press, stepping closer to meet him. Instead of answering, Ashton leans in, connecting his lips to yours. You kiss back, your lips quickly getting used to the way his move against yours. You step even closer, your hand finding its way to his hair as his cup your face gently. "I knew it!" you hear a voice shout, making you pull away. You step back as the same group of girls run up to you. "I knew it!" the girl repeats in excitement. You blush, glancing at Ashton who laughs, embarrassed. "Yeah," he mumbles, finding your hand again and grinning down at you sheepishly.

Luke:

"What was that about?" You ask, looking at Luke curiously. "Oh, nothing," Luke lies, not convincing you in the slightest. You give him a look and he smiles nervously, making you giggle despite yourself. "What was it about?" you repeat, trying to sound serious. "Do you really wanna know?" Luke asks, biting his lip. "Of course," you say, although his hesitance is making you unsure. "They were just saying they ship us," Luke admits, looking at you carefully to see your reaction. "Oh," you say with a light laugh. "I know right?" Luke chuckles, "It's ridiculous." "Yeah," you agree slowly. "I don't know where they got that idea," Luke adds, trying to sound casual. "Me either," you mumble. "I mean, you have a boyfriend," Luke points out more to himself than you. "Well," you begin, "We - we broke up." "You what?" Luke asks in shock. "We broke up," you repeat. "I mean, he broke up with me," you clarify, "But that's alright. I think we were both kind of waiting for one of us to finally do it." "Oh," Luke says, trying hard not to show his happiness. "Yeah," you say with a shrug. "Anyway, we should, uh," Luke begins, gesturing down the sidewalk where the others are waiting for you impatiently. "Right," you agree, walking with him in silence as you consider the prospect of the two of you getting together.

Calum:

"Well, we're gonna go," Calum mumbles before saying goodbye and shutting off the Twitcam. He sets his laptop down and looks to you shyly. "Pretty funny that everyone ships us," he says quietly. "Oh yeah!" You agree, "Just because we're friends everyone assumes we're dating." You roll your eyes and Calum chuckles lightly. "I mean can't people just be friends?" you ask with a sigh. "I dunno," Calum mumbles, shrugging his shoulders. "I'm glad we're friends," you add, wrapping your arms around Calum's middle and hugging him. "Me too," Calum says quietly, "But -" "But what?" you prompt, looking up at him curiously. "What if we were more than friends?" You sit up now in surprise and Calum continues. "I mean, we get along so well and everyone already thinks we're dating so there must be something there and -" "Calum," you stop him, placing a hand on his chest as he gets unknowingly closer to you. "W-what?" he asks, searching your face for an answer. "Calum, I have a boyfriend," you remind him guiltily. "I - oh," Calum mumbles, sitting up and moving away from you in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Cal, I didn't realize you felt that way," you mutter. "No, no, I just - I was just thinking," Calum explains weakly. "I'm just - I gotta go," he adds, getting up quickly and heading to his room.

Michael:

You meet Michael backstage after the show and hug him tightly, talking excitedly about how great he was on stage. As you talk you make your way out of the venue, met with a few fans outside. You recognize the girls that were sitting next to you and you smile. The first girl sends you a wink as they make their way over. "Hey, Michael!" Her friend greets, "You were so great!" "Thank you," Michael chuckles. "We noticed you looking over at Y/n quite a bit," the first girl adds not quietly enough for you to pretend you didn't hear. "Oh," Michael mutters, blushing and scratching the back of his neck nervously, "Well, I just - I -" he breaks off, not having an excuse and you chuckle along with the fans. "It was cute," you mumble, bumping his shoulder gently. "Was it?" he asks, embarrassed. You nod, grinning up at him. "Just make out already," the fan adds under her breath, making the two of you laugh nervously. You look down, blushing and the second girl rolls her eyes, tired of you two refusing to admit your feelings. "Well, we gotta get going," Michael says finally, "It was - it was nice to meet you." You wave goodbye to the girls and head off with Michael, talking casually and carefully avoiding the subject of the two of you together.