5sos imagines

You have identical twins

Calum

I opened my eyes and sighed as I heard crying through the baby monitor. I groaned as I sat up, followed by Calum moving beside me.

"Stay in bed, baby, I'll get them." He spoke as he got up.

"You won't be able to handle them both." I sighed.

"Yes I will, I'm their daddy, they love their daddy." He chuckled as he left the room. I sighed as I got up too, knowing that Calum wouldn't be able to settle down both twins. I got to the door of the nursery and tried to refrain from giggling at the sight as I smiled.

"Hey, my precious girls, daddy's here." He cooed gently as he picked Lisa up but Eva continued to cry.

"I know, Eva, daddy's coming, he just needs to deal with your sister first." He spoke, kissing her head as he cradled Lisa close to him.

"Please be quiet, Lis, be quiet for daddy, come on." He mumbled, bopping her up and down.

"Need help?" I chuckled. He looked at me and sighed.

"Yeah." He mumbled. I chuckled and patted his shoulder as I passed him.

"Hello, baby girl." I smiled gently at Eva as I picked her up. She gurgled gently as I held her close to me.

"Why did we have twins?" Calum chuckled.

"We didn't get a choice." I laughed. He returned it before looking down at Lisa.

"If we think it's impossible to tell them apart now, it's going to get even harder when they get older." He sighed.

"Yeah. But we'll manage." I nodded. He returned it before kissing Lisa's head.

Luke

I crept around the house, looking in every direction as I looked for the boys.

"Max? Jake? Luke?" I called out. Nothing.

"Damn, my boys are too good at hide and seek." I sighed. Suddenly, a hand went over my mouth as an arm was wrapped around my waist. I screamed as Luke pushed me against the wall.

"Shush, babe, the boys are right around the corner." He whispered. I sighed as he moved his hand.

"What do we do?" I asked. He thought for a moment.

"Okay. So, they seem to think that they're stronger together, so I'll get Max and when Jake starts to run, you get him. Agreed?" he asked.

"Agreed." I nodded. He returned it before creeping out, making me quickly follow suit. Luke quickly ran out as Jake turned around.

"Max!" Luke grabbed Max, making him scream as Luke threw him over his shoulder.

"Got you!" he grinned.

"Jake, run!" Max laughed.

"Not so fast." I chuckled as I grabbed Jake before he could get away.

"Ah!" he squealed.

"Yes! Mum and dad, one, twins, zero." Luke laughed as he gave me a high five.

Michael

I sat in the kitchen, scrolling through my phone.

"Babe, they're ready." Michael called from the living room. I opened the door and smiled as I walked in.

"Oh, my god, you both look so grown up and smart." I smiled at the twins in their tuxes.

"Thanks, mum." Liam smiled.

"Aww, my boys." I spoke as tears started to brim in my eyes. They looked at each other.

"Mum, are you crying?" Charlie sighed.

"I'm allowed to, my boys are sixteen and are going to prom." I smiled.

"But dad isn't crying." Liam spoke. I looked at Michael to see his hands in his jean pockets as he shrugged.

"That's because your dad has the emotional range of a teaspoon." I replied.

"She's right." Michael chuckled.

"Anyway, I want a photo before you go." I smiled as I got out my phone.

"Mum." They groaned.

"Photo. Now." I demanded. They sighed before putting their arms on each other's shoulders and smiling.

"And now one with dad." I spoke.

"Babe, no." Michael chuckled.

"In the photo, Michael." I smiled. He sighed and chuckled again as he stood next to his sons and smiled.

"Come on, boys, your old man is still taller than you." I chuckled as I lowered the phone.

"Dad, do us a favour and make sure those photos don't end up on Instagram." Charlie spoke.

"On it. Now, go have fun, and don't get too drunk." Michael smiled as they opened the door.

"No, don't drink at all!" I yelled after them, making Michael chuckle.

Ashton

I opened my eyes and yawned as I stretched out. I looked at Ashton's side of the bed and sighed as it was empty. I stood up and headed out onto the landing before walking down the stairs.

"Morning." Ashton smiled as he pecked my lips.

"Morning." I returned as the twins came downstairs.

"Morning, girls." I spoke.

"Hmm." They both mumbled as they sat down at the breakfast bar. Ashton and I looked at each other.

"Why are my babies upset?" Ashton fake-pouted.

"We're not." Hayes scoffed.

"God, dad." Carla mumbled. Ashton sighed.

"Alright. Here are your lunches." He spoke, picking their packed lunches up and looking at them. His eyebrows furrowed.

"Not this again." I sighed.

"Um...Hayes..." he spoke slowly, giving Hayes' packed lunch to Carla.

"Dad, you do this every day." Hayes scoffed.

"Seriously, Ash, they're fourteen now, you really should be able to tell them apart." I chuckled.

"They're identical twins, babe." He sighed. I returned it before turning around so that I couldn't see the girls.

"Mix yourselves up." I spoke before I heard rustling behind me. I turned back around and looked at them.

"Carla is on the right, Hayes is on the left." I spoke.

"How do you do that?" he asked.

"They're my daughters." I scoffed. He sighed.

"Okay, admittedly, I find it hard to tell you apart." He sighed.

"Try impossible." Hayes mumbled.

"Hey." Ashton warned.