5sos imagines

He's your boyfriend

Calum

I walked into the dressing room that the boys were sat in, smiling as they got ready. Calum looked around, walking around shirtless.

"Has anyone seen my shirt?" he mumbled.

"Yeah, it just walked in on your girlfriend." Luke chuckled. Calum looked at me and sighed.

"Babe, I need that shirt." He chuckled.

"But it's so comfortable." I whined.

"Baby." He laughed.

"Come on, Cal, there are ten shirts on that rail." I chuckled.

"I will tickle you out of that shirt, babe." He shrugged. My eyes widened.

"You wouldn't." I mumbled.

"Try me." He smirked. I gulped before running out of the door.

"Right! You asked for it!" Calum laughed as he ran after me.

"No!" I returned as I ran through the stadium. I squealed as Calum wrapped his arms around my waist and hauled me up.

"No! No!" I laughed as he tickled my stomach.

"Are you ready to give me my shirt back?" he smirked against my neck.

"No! Please! It's so comfortable and it smells like you." I laughed. Calum returned it as he put me down.

"Alright. I suppose you can keep it." He smiled.

"Thank you." I chuckled before kissing him.

Luke

I lay asleep against Luke's bare chest, my hand resting on his chest next to my head. I opened my eyes slightly and my eyebrows furrowed as Luke was awake and holding his phone above me.

"What are you doing?" I mumbled.

"Ey, guys, my princess is awake." He smiled before looking at me.

"Say hit to Instagram, babe." He chuckled. I looked at the phone.

"Oh, god, you're not filming me, are you?" I laughed.

"That's a possibility, yeah." He smirked. I groaned and rolled over.

"Babe, your naked back is showing." Luke chuckled. I looked at him over my shoulder.

"Cover it, then." I mumbled before rolling back over. I sighed and chuckled as he lay on top of me and kissed my back.

"That's not what I meant, babe." I laughed.

"Oh well. It shows the fans that I love you." He chuckled.

"Wait, are you still filming?" I asked.

"Maybe." He smirked. I sighed and chuckled before rolling over so that I was on my back and looking into Luke's camera.

"Guys, I get this every day. You have no idea how fucking horrible it is living with him." I smiled.

"You don't mean that." He laughed.

"Of course I don't." I chuckled. He returned it before kissing me.

Michael

I opened my eyes and yawned as I stretched out. I looked at the time. 8:45. I sighed as I stood up and put Michael's flannel on over my underwear before pulling the curtains open.

"Oh, my fucking god, no." Michael groaned, burying his face into the pillows. I chuckled.

"Are you hungover?" I asked. He nodded, his face still in the pillows.

"How much did you drink last night?" I asked. He shrugged, opening one eye to look at me.

"The plan was to just drink a beer or two, but then the bar owner heard that it was Luke's stag do, so we got bombarded with these bright green cocktails that tasted like a mix of vodka, gin and tequila." He winced.

"Jesus." I scoffed as I put one leg over his back and straddled him.

"Baby, please can I have some aspirin?" he whined. I chuckled and nodded as I leant down and kissed his cheek.

"Okay. But do me a favour and don't ruin the bed sheets by throwing up on them." I chuckled.

"And you're meant to be the sympathetic one in this relationship." He grumbled.

"I love you." I smiled.

"Love you too." He mumbled before closing his eyes again.

Ashton

"Please, babe?" Ashton whined. I sighed and shook my head.

"I really don't know, Ash." I mumbled, cutting an apple up.

"Come on, my parents want to meet the girl I want to marry." He spoke, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and resting his chin against my shoulder.

"Ash, they know me." I scoffed.

"Not as my girlfriend." He chuckled. I sighed.

"Yeah, but, I feel like it's going to be awkward." I groaned.

"And why would it be awkward, baby girl?" he asked, gently kissing my neck.

"You're kidding, right? We were best friends for nineteen years, your mum regarded me as her daughter, and then suddenly, hi Anne, I'm fucking your son, and now he wants to marry me, oops." I scoffed. Ashton sighed and turned me around in his arms.

"So, you think that mum won't approve of us getting married because we were once best friends?" he asked. I sighed and nodded. He chuckled.

"Okay. Well, babe, mum doesn't see you as my once best friend and now my hopefully future fiancé. She sees you as an amazing, beautiful, smart girl who her son is lucky to have. She loves you, no matter what your relationship to me is." He reassured. I sighed and nodded before grabbing a piece of apple.

"Open." I smiled. He returned it before biting into the apple slice.

"I love you." He mumbled.

"I love you too." I nodded before kissing him.