idk I kinda want to be friends with 5sos.
Like I want to hang out with Michael and lounge on the couch with him eating pizza and laughing at a dumb movie. Throw popcorn at him when he’s being stupid and boo his jokes when they’re not funny. I want him to tell me to shut up when I’m ranting about a boy that doesn’t deserve my time or when I’m talking about drama that he doesn’t care about. And I want to see his face as I surprise him with a kitten for his birthday, how he holds him so gently and gasps when he starts purring and nuzzling into his face. I want to read beside him while he plays video games until he notices I’ve fallen asleep, so he carries me upstairs and tucks me in and kisses me on the forehead.
I want to be friends with Luke so I can annoy him by asking how the weather is up there and he’d get me back by putting my favourite makeup and hair products on the top shelf where I can’t reach them. I want us to get McDonald’s at 3am and tell each other secrets and hear him say I knew you wanted the extra large fries as I steal some off his tray but I know he doesn’t mind because he smiles and nudges it towards me. I want him to teach me how to play guitar but grin when I keep messing up and ultimately sigh and give up because Luke I’m sorry but I just can’t do it…..maybe I’m better at drums? I want to go out clubbing with him and as we leave sigh super loud and drag my feet until he rolls his eyes and reluctantly offers to piggy back me as I jump on his back in seconds. I want to find him sulking on his bed after a long day so I can crawl onto his bed and spoon him, chuckle as he huffs softly in protest before relaxing and resting his hand on top of mine.
I want to be friends with Ashton so he can take so many videos of us together, when we go out for lunch or when we’re backstage before a show or when he not-so-secretly sneaks into the shower to record me singing but then run away when I scream for him to get out because damn it Ashton I’m naked get out of here! and all I can hear is his giggling down the hall telling me to lock the door next time. I want to go to thrift stores with him and laugh as we pick out the most ridiculous outfits for each other to try on, and of course take tons of photos. I want to surprise him on tour and sit snuggled on the couch and listen to him talk for hours about all of the cool experiences he’s had, and all the cool people he’s met as he plays with my hair absentmindedly.
I want to be friends with Calum so we can go for a drive to a quiet spot on the outskirts of town and sit on the hood of the car and talk about our dreams and our fears. I want to attempt to out-drink him at a party but fail miserably and cringe the next morning when he tells me I puked on his shoes. I want to go to amusement parks with him and go on all the rides, and apologize for crushing his hand on most of them, but smile when he bumps me gently and says thats okay pipsqueak, I got your back. I want to sing along (loudly) to r&b songs with him and laugh as he tries (and fails) to be sensual, and laugh when he laughs at my (even worse) attempt. I want to fall asleep on the couch and when he finds a spot next to me snuggle into him and enjoy our quiet nap together.
yeah……I’d like that.
