5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

Enchanted - Taylor Swift

Ashton:

"Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy vanished when I saw your face. All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you"

You just broke up with your boyfriend, and you just couldn't get over the fact that he cheated on you with a girl whom you saw as your best friend. Turns out both of those dicks were whoring around with each other, and now you're left with no one. You could feel this emptiness in your chest and you didn't even know what to do with your life anymore, that was, until, you met him. You were in your favorite cafe, trying to do your homework because you couldn't concentrate at home. You weren't really getting any work done, your mind keeps drifting off to those two backstabbers and your grip on the pencil tightened until it actually broke. You let out a frustrated groan and ran your fingers through your hair. "Whoa," someone says from behind you. You looked up at the mysterious stranger and you see that he picks up the other half of your now-broken pencil. You couldn't help but stare in awe at how attractive he was. He had curly hazel-colored hair and his eyes were almost eh same shade. He was really tall, and the cutest thing about him was those deep dimples. He handed it back to you with a dimpled smile, "Hey, are you okay? You seem a bit... pissed off," The boy next to him rolled his eyes, elbowing him, "As if it wasn't already obvious, you dick." You found yourself giggling at the two boys, and you didn't even know why. The two boys exchanged meaningful glances and the one with dimples giggled, "You finally smiled!" You tilted your head to the side, trying to stiffle a giggle. "Wh-what do you mean by 'finally'?" The black-haired boy laughed and said, "Well, Ashton has been watching you for about twenty minutes now, and he keeps bothering me about how you just stared into space with a frown." You looked up at the said boy and smiled, "Is that true?" You noticed the light pink blush creeping up on his cheeks and you giggled, "Well, thank you so much for making me feel better, Ashton. You're a sweetheart," His friend nudged him when he didn't respond and looked at you with a smirk, "By the way, my name's Calum. And you are?" "Y/N, nice to meet you. Thank you again for cheering me up, you guys," You say to them sincerely. That was probably the first time you've smiled since your breakup, and you really were grateful for them. "Nice to meet you Y/N, and we're really happy to be able to see your smile. But we have to go now," Calum says with a pout. "We'll see each other again," Ashton grins, as he blows you a kiss. And with that, they disappear from your sight as they walked out of the cafe. Ever since that day, you couldn't forget about Ashton, he was all you think about but the chances of you meeting him again were slim to none. You felt something when you first saw his face, and your meeting was definitely fate. You smiled as you thought that you two meeting was probably the most enchanting thing you've ever experienced.

Luke:

"Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you"

A huge smile has been plastered on his face since this morning and you wondered what's gotten him in such a good mood. You noticed he was wearing a huge smile on his face as he scrolled through his timeline on Twitter, and you leaned in slowly to catch a glimpse of what's making him smile. He immediately hid the screen from your view when he noticed what you were trying to do. He looked at you and asked, "What are you doing?" You gave him a sheepish smile, shrugging, "I just wanted to know why you've been smiling like that. You've been wearing that smile on your face for over three hours now, what's up?" He avoided your gaze, and you narrowed your eyes, knowing he only does that when he's nervous about something. "The fans have been shipping me with someone since last night, and they really like this one girl. I'm just happy because that girl is just so... amazing," He says, the smile on his face not fading. You could feel your chest tighten as you tried to swallow the lump forming in your throat, "Do you like this girl?" He looked up at you with those striking blue eyes and he bit his lip, not knowing how to answer. You have been in love with this boy for as long as you can remember, and you didn't know how to react knowing he's liking someone again. You prayed that this girl doesn't feel the same way about him, call it selfish, but you just think he'll be better off with you. "I-I don't know, all I know is that she makes me really happy, but I-I don't think this is.." he trails off, looking down at his fingers, and you could see the blush forming on his cheeks. You wanted to him deny it so badly, but the way he's acting contradicts his words. You swallowed the lump in your throat and faked a smile, "I really hope she likes you back," before standing up, excusing yourself, and heading to your room. You locked the door and plopped yourself on the bed, crying the silent tears you tried to hold back before. Out of curiosity, although you knew it would hurt you, you decided to open your twitter and to your surprise, everyone was talking about their favorite ship. It was you and Luke. You scrolled through the tweets in your timeline, your smile growing little by little with each tweet, and the sadness from before disappeared. "She makes me really happy," his words repeated in your head over and over. You wiped away the tears on your face, opened the door, ran downstairs and found Luke on the couch, staring at nothing. "Luke!" You yelled, and he looked up at you with furrowed eyebrows. "What is i-hmph," You pressed lips against his in a swift motion, and he began to kiss you back almost immediately. Your fingers found his hair and you began to run your fingers through it, smiling in the kiss. He pulled away slowly and searched your eyes for an answer, and you nodded. "I love you, Luke. You make me really happy too," his lips curled upwards and he pulled you in for another kiss, leaning towards you until you felt your back on the arm of the couch. He pulls away slightly to whisper, "I've been waiting for this for so long," before leaning down, crashing his lips against yours once more.