5SOS Preferences

#32 - You Have a Hidden Talent

A/N - this is just a random one! thanks again for 1k votes💗xxx

Ashton:

"Y/N?" Ashton calls, entering the house. "Babe?"

He took off his shoes and got himself a drink before heading towards the bedroom, assuming that's where you'd be.

As he was going up the stairs, he could hear muffled singing coming from somewhere. He also heard the shower running. He kept quiet, wanting to hear you sing properly since you had refused to before.

"You look so perfect standing there, in my American Apparel underwear..." You sang, not thinking that Ashton would be home yet. "And I know now, that I'm so down."

Ashton stood there for a few more minutes, listening to you sing the rest of the song. He heard the shower cut off and knew that you'd kill him when you found out that he'd been listening.

"Ash!" You exclaim, leaving the bathroom in just a towel. "You scared the shit out of me!"

"Great singing babe." He chuckled, kissing your cheek. "Seriously, you are good."

"Ashton, shut up..." You blushed, embarrassed.

"Seriously Y/N, you have a good voice. You should get in the recording studio with us next time we're there."

Calum:

"Fancy a mini game of football?" Calum asked, as the two of you were cuddling and bored.

"Um, sure?" You replied, you haven't played since high school and you weren't sure how good you were now.

"I'll kick your arse." He smirked, grabbing his trainers.

"We'll see." You replied, following him into the garden.

20 minutes into the game and you had already scored 8 goals against him, and he was gobsmacked.

"You never told me you were so good at football." He pouted, feeling defeated.

"I was on the team in high school, played for about 5 years." You winked at him, kicking the ball past him again.

"Why did you never tell me?" He asked.

"I dunno, it's just that it's not a very girly thing, and I haven't played recently anyway."

"Who cares if it's girly or not? I love you for you. Now let's get the lads over and you can kick their arses too."

Luke:

You had always been interested in music, having guitar and piano lessons since you were 10. As you've grown up, you hadn't been as confident so you only play to yourself, not in front of anyone else.

"We'll be back in 10 babe." Luke said, kissing you and leaving with the other boys.

That left the studio empty, two guitars, a bass and a drum kit being the only things filling the room.

You picked up Luke's guitar and strummed a few chords, soon turning into a full song. The 10 minutes went quickly and you lost track of time, completely forgetting about the boys.

You stopped and suddenly heard applause, your heart skipping a beat as you turned around to see Luke and the other boys stood in shock.

"Baby, that was amazing! I didn't know you could play!" Luke said, rubbing your back

"You're much better than me, i'm not too confident playing..." You said, slightly embarrassed.

"That's so silly babe! You're so good, we need to play together."

Michael:

Your parents were finally moving out of the house you grew up in, so you and Michael were helping them to clear out their attic.

"I'm gonna go grab some drink Mikey, I'll be back in a minute." You said, going downstairs to the kitchen.

"What is this?" Michael murmured to himself, finding a huge small notebook with your name on it.

He opened the book and flicked through the pages, reading through them as he realised what he was actually reading.

"Michael!" You shout, making him jump.

You almost jumped on him, trying to snatch the book out of his hands.

"Why are you so embarrassed? These lyrics are really good. I may have to steal some of them." Michael smiled, putting it further out of your reach.

"I wrote them like 5 years ago, they're stupid..." You mutter, your cheeks turning red.

"No babe, they're great! You should be proud of yourself Y/N, have more confidence."