5sos imagines

Christmas shopping

Calum

I looked around, picking up various items from the rack and putting them against my body.

"That's nice, babe." I turned around and saw Calum stood there.

"Where the fuck have you been? I came in here and the next thing I know, you're gone." I sighed, walking towards him.

"I had to do some shopping of my own." He smirked, holding up a Victoria's Secret bag. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"What did you buy?" I chuckled.

"I guess you'll have to wait until Christmas to find out." He smirked again, smacking my ass as he passed me.

"Oy!" I laughed.

"That dress looked nice." He nodded in approval.

"Nah, it makes my body lumpy." I shrugged.

"Trust me, babe, it doesn't." he chuckled before leaning down.

"And it'll look amazing over the new lingerie that I just bought you." He whispered, nipping slightly at my ear.

"We're in public, Cal." I chuckled.

"That's never stopped you before." He smirked. I gasped and laughed as I jokily whacked his arm.

Luke

Luke and I walked into the music shop and looked around.

"Christmas this year is going to cost a fortune with buying three guitars." Luke sighed. I looked at him.

"Why are we buying three guitars?" I scoffed.

"Will wants one, Jamie wants one, and Lola wants one." He shrugged. I sighed.

"And your little madam of a daughter didn't tell you." I spoke.

"Tell me what?" he chuckled slightly.

"Your sons are following in your footsteps, but your daughter wants a drum kit." I smiled sheepishly. His eyes widened.

"No. No way, she's not getting a drum kit for Christmas." He shook his head.

"Oh, come on, babe, we're buying Will and Jamie what they want, she's going to be very upset if she doesn't get what she wants." I sighed. He returned it.

"Fine. Fine, but you're not allowed to complain when it's six o'clock and she's bashing on it, and then we'll also have two grumpy teenage boys to deal with." He sighed. I nodded and patted his shoulder.

"We're buying the drum kit." I smiled, making him groan.

Michael

I sat on the bench in the middle of the shopping centre, looking around and trying to spot Michael. I sighed as I couldn't see him.

"Babe." I looked up to see Michael walking towards me, several bags on each arm. I stood up and took a couple of bags from him.

"What did you buy?" I asked.

"I got Ashton's new drum sticks, Luke's new tops, Calum's bass strings, a few albums for me, a dress for you, a new purse for your sister, makeup for mum and the watch for dad." He puffed. My eyes widened.

"Wow. That's a lot of shopping, wow." I chuckled.

"Yeah, I can't feel my arms." He laughed. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Babe, can we please not go out for dinner tonight? I just want to grab a coffee, go home and go to sleep with you in my arms." He sighed. I smiled gently at him.

"Sure, we can just rearrange the booking." I nodded. He sighed in relief and smiled.

"Thanks, baby, I love you." He pecked my lips before taking my hand and starting to walk us towards the exit of the shopping centre.

Ashton

Ashton and I walked through town, hand in hand.

"What's on the Christmas shopping list?" he asked, looking down at me. I dug out my phone.

"Erm, clothes for Toby, clothes for Carla, a new bass for Calum, new picks for Luke and Michael, chocolate for mum and-."

"Jesus, that's going to take all day." He groaned.

"Why do you think I asked your mum to take the kids today?" I chuckled. He sighed.

"I don't know, I just didn't think it would be an all-day thing." He shrugged.

"Well, it's going to take longer if we don't start now." I spoke, pulling him through the Christmas market.

"Aww, babe, I love this market, we need to get something here." He smiled, looking at the different food and presents.

"We don't have time." I sighed.

"Oh, no, baby girl, you're not doing that, if we have time to buy all of the shit on that list, we have enough time to buy a cake." He chuckled, pulling me to a stall.

"Fine." I smiled. He returned it before giving the woman the money and picking up two cupcakes. He handed me one and smiled.

"You know what would make this even more perfect?" I asked.

"What's that?" he returned.

"If it was snowing." I sighed in bliss.

"Be careful what you wish for." He grinned before blowing on the cake so that the icing sugar flew everywhere.

"Ash!" I squealed, laughing.

"I made it snow." He smiled before taking a bite of his cake.