5sos imagines

Imagines based off of 5sos songs (First album and songs from EPs version)

Calum (Try hard)

I stood at the front of the crowd, waiting for 5 seconds of summer to come on. They were a local band, still small but were quite popular here. I curled my pink hair around my finger as the lights dimmed and the band rushed on. I recognised one of them as he spotted me, and his eyes widened. I gave him a small smile, which he returned before starting to play. Once the gig had ended, I snuck backstage to see them. I spotted the boy and went up to him.

"Hey." I smiled, making him look up.

"Hey." He returned.

"You were really good up there." I spoke, tilting on my heels.

"Thanks. I'm glad you came." He chuckled. I gave him a questioning look as he realised what he had just said.

"Sorry, I've seen you around town and shit. It's Y/N, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, what's your name?" I asked.

"Calum. How old are you?" he chuckled.

"Seventeen." I nodded.

"I'm...twenty." He spoke slowly.

"Ooh, an older guy. So, why is this only the first time we've talked?" I chuckled.

"I don't know, you just...you seemed so out of reach." He admitted, looking down.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"Well, you're just gorgeous. The colours in your hair don't seem to fade, I know about the rose tattoo that you keep covered and you make me feel like I try too hard." He sighed.

"Well, you don't have to try anymore." I spoke as I slipped the piece of paper with my number on it into his hand. He glanced down at it before smiling at me.

"Call me." I smiled before walking away, my smile widening as I felt his eyes glued to my ass.

Michael (Good girls)

I quietly launched myself out of my window, landing softly on my feet. I stood up, brushing off my clothes as I walked over to Michael, who was stood in the middle of my garden.

"Move a bit to the left, the men on the moon can't quite see you." I joked as I looped my arms over his shoulders, his hands finding my waist. He smirked and leant in to kiss me, me immediately returning it.

"We're so dead if your parents catch us." Michael muttered against my lips.

"They think that I'm studying." I shrugged, breaking the kiss.

"Isn't your dad saving for Harvard?" he asked. I sighed and nodded.

"It's not like I can say no. I mean, I've got the grades for it, and I have to keep my reputation of being a good girl." I spoke. Michael smirked at me.

"But everyone knows that good girls are just bad girls that haven't been caught." He grinned, pulling me in for another kiss. I smirked into it before his lips moved to my neck.

"Where did you get that?" I asked.

"Luke wrote it for one of our songs." He hummed into my neck.

"Of course he did." I chuckled. Suddenly, a light turned on in the house, making my eyes widen.

"Shit, they're awake. I need to go." I muttered as I kissed him again.

"Okay babe. I'll see you in the back of the library tomorrow?" he smirked, making me return it.

"You know it." I smiled as I headed back in.

Ashton (Just saying)

I got home to see Ashton sat on my doorstep. He stood up as he saw me.