5sos imagines

You have twins

Calum

I crept around the house, holding my water gun to my chest. I looked around, not being able to see the twins or Calum. Suddenly, the twins jumped out at me.

"FREEZE!" they screamed, pointing their guns at me.

"Don't fire!" I squealed as I held my hands up in surrender.

"Do either of you know where your dad is?" I asked. They shook their heads.

"Okay, huddle up." I spoke, crouching down slightly as they did the same.

"How about we change the game a bit? Your dad is very competitive, and he will stop at nothing to get all of us out." I spoke.

"So, what are you suggesting?" Connor asked.

"Mum, plus twins, versus dad. What do you say?" I asked. They looked at each other for a moment before looking back at me.

"We're in." Elizabeth spoke.

"Okay, good. Here's the plan."

I crept around the house in search of Calum.

"Boo." I squealed as I ran away.

"Oh, no, you don't." Calum chuckled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up.

"Now!" I yelled. The twins jumped out and started to spray Calum in the back.

"Ah! Cold!" he laughed as he turned around so that the water started to hit me.

"Ah! No! Stop!" I squealed, but they kept going.

"No! Traitors!" I laughed as they ran off and Calum put me down.

"What did you say to them to make them betray me?" I chuckled.

"They get to go to bed later." He smirked.

"Ooh." I scolded, making him laugh as I walked away.

Luke

"I'm home!" I yelled as I shut the front door. My eyes widened as the house was practically tipped upside down, with paint and glitter on the walls.

"Luke!" I yelled. After a moment, he appeared, looking even worse than the house.

"Thank god that you're back." He sighed.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Our kids happened." He spoke.

"What...how..." I scoffed.

"I'm not entirely sure. It was sort of just a whirlwind of glitter and fairy wings." He shrugged.

"Oh my god." I sighed.

"What? It's not my fault that our children are wild." He chuckled.

"Lola and Bethany Hemmings, get your asses down here right now, or so help me god!" I yelled. Nothing.

"Where are they?" I asked.

"I don't know." Luke smiled sheepishly.

"Of course you don't." I sighed as I started to look for them. A while later, they were stood in front of me.

"What happened?" I asked sternly.

"Daddy said that we could paint." Bethany shrugged.

"Yeah, but not on the walls, Beth." Luke chipped in.

"Okay. Girls, you are both grounded for a week." I decided.

"What?! No, that's not fair!" Lola protested.

"Tough. I'm sure you'd rather that I ground you than make you clean the paint off of the walls." I spoke.

"Take it and leave, girls." Luke warned. They grumbled before slumping into their room. I sighed as I hugged Luke.

"Why did we have twins?" I sighed.

"We didn't get a choice, honey." He chuckled, moving a strand of hair out of my face before kissing me.

Michael

I sat in the passenger seat of the car, staring out of the window. Suddenly, Blake started to cry.

"You okay, buddy?" Michael asked, looking in the mirror.

"Michael, he needs changing." I sighed.

"Okay, I'll stop." He spoke as he slowed down and pulled over.  I got out and opened the door, gently taking Blake out and going to the boot. I lay him down gently and got out the nappy bag. Michael appeared beside me, holding Simon.

"May as well change Simon too." He spoke as he lay him next to his brother.

"Where are the green nappies?" I asked.

"What green nappies?" Michael asked.

"The ones that Simon likes." I spoke.

"Simon likes a certain nappy?" he scoffed, making me sigh.

"Yeah. He gets upsets if I put one of Blake's nappies on him." I spoke.

"Why?" he asked.

"I don't know, Michael." I sighed, facing him.

"Sorry." he muttered.

"It's okay, I just don't think that it's going to put either of us in a good mood when Simon starts to cry because he's got the wrong nappy on and that'll set Blake off and then we'll have a set of crying two-month-old boys-."

"Hey, hey, hey." He muttered, taking my face.

"You okay there?" he chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm just not used to this." I sighed.

"I know. But we've done well so far, we can do it." He smiled before kissing me and going back to Simon.

Ashton

"Y/N!" I opened my eyes and climbed out of bed as I heard Ashton shouting for me. I opened the door to see the twins running through the house, covered in melted ice cream. Ashton just stared at them, holding his hands behind his head.

"What the hell happened?" I asked.

"They found the ice cream." He sighed.

"What?! How?" I groaned as I joined him in watching them.

"I don't know. I woke up and I found the kitchen raided, all three ice cream tubs completely empty and those two running around like headless chickens." He nodded.

"Okay, you catch Alfie, I'll catch Kayla." I decided.

"Okay, see you on the other side." He chuckled as we split and I started to run after Kayla.

"Come on, honey, slow down." I smiled as she continued to run, squealing as she went.

"Ah!" I turned around to see Ashton holding Alfie over his shoulder as the two-year-old laughed.

"Okay, give me Alfie, I'll put him in the bath and you get Kayla." I sighed before he handed Alfie to me. An hour later, Ashton and I were sat on the sofa.

"Wow. Why did we have kids?" I chuckled.

"Because you wanted to be a family. And you did say that you wanted two kids." He chuckled.

"Yeah, but not at the same time." I laughed, making him return it.

"Oh well." He chuckled.