#imagines 5sos

[highstwildflower]

Fight so dirty 

A/n: don’t know how I feel about this one… feedback is always appreciated🤍

Ashton had been your boyfriend for 2,5 years so you would say that it's been going quite good, of course you have had your ups and downs but nothing out of the ordinary. Lately however he had been very possessive over you! And not to keen on you partying which you enjoyed. Standing in front of the full length mirror you tug at the tight fabric of the red dress you were wearing, you hair falling in loose curls around your shoulders, you looked good and you couldn't wait for your friends to pick you up. Sierra had invited you along to party at Niall Horan's house, you had happily agreed and expected Ashton to tag along with no problem but that had led to a huge fight where Ashton not so kindly had let you know that you had no business planing how he should spend his time off. So you talked yourself into going to the party alone, yeah you were a bit shy but that was nothing which alcohol couldn't change, and a part of you wanted to go so that you could show Ashton that you didn't rely on him.

You held on to the railing as you assented the stairs and your heels clicked with each step boosting your confidence. You know you looked good today, you were feeling yourself and couldn't wait to have a great time with your friends. You yelled out for ash to let him know that you were leaving, as he turned the corner his eyes scanned your body "are you not gonna wear any clothes out Y/N?" You look at him in disbelief, sure your dress was tight, and kinda short, but nothing out of the ordinary for a cocktail dress, you just huffed and grabbed your purse not giving him the power to ruin your night. Sierra honked at you, and gazed you up as you entered the car, a big fake smile across your face, the smile soon turned into a genuine one. At the party bodies where grinding against each other as you walked in, everybody were in a good mood, boosting your own. Sierra, Crystal, Michael, Luke and you all went to get a drink, allowing the bass to make your heartbeat match the beat, the liquid burning in the back of your throat as your threw back a shot with the others. You felt an arm sling across your should and as you looked up a big grin grew upon your face, your best friend Calum was smiling back at you, clearly already buzzed, or maybe he was baked. Either way he pulled you in for a tight hug, as if he knew you need him, he dragged you to the backyard which where filled with people, but more quiet than the house. You guys found a quite place and sat down "heyyy what's wrong babe?" He looked at you with concern written across his face. You chewed on your lips, not believing the words which were about to spill from your lips "I don't know if Ashton makes me happy anymore" you blurted out, clasping a hand over your mouth, the words making you heart twist and your stomach drop "oh don't say that Y/N you guys are meant for each other! " he says, clearly taken back by your confession, before you answer him he asked you "what is the cause of this? " you play with your fingers in your lap "he has just been so weird lately, always picking a fight with me, being possessive and never really loving on me. Even when I left today he was rude" Calum looked at you, taking in the information you just offered him, as he started to speak you cut him off "it's ok cal, let's just party and forget about it, yeah?" Calum was still concerned but he let it pass, pulling you in for a tight embrace before he pulled you towards the large crowd of people. You had danced for hours and you felt tired, ready to go home. You grabbed your phone to see 4 missed calls and 16 texts from Ashton, going from apologetic to angry, and you felt your stomach drop again. You didn't want to party anymore but you honestly couldn't bother to go home just to fight with Ash. You looked around for your friends, but they were all shitfaced and to no help. So you dared to call an Uber, and were now sat on the backseat on your way back to your house.

You unlocked the door to the dark house, expecting to find Ashton sleeping, instead he was awake looking like a mad man " Ashton what are you doing up" you breath out as you stumbled closer to him still intoxicated by the large amount of liquid you had consumed. He looked at you with harsh eyes as he spat at you "how nice of you to come home, did you get enough of fucking Calum?" Your mouth fell open, as you turned your heel not up for another fight with Ash, especially not in your state "don't you fucking dare to walk away fro me" Ashton warned as you climbed the stairs going straight to your bathroom getting ready for some much needed sleep. He stormed in looking at you as you removed your makeup, a look of disbelief crossing his face "are you not even going to deny sleeping around with my best mate!" He asked you, more of an exclamation than a question, you turned around looking at him as tears burned in your eyes your voice came out weaker than intended " whats the point? Of course i didn't sleep with him, but you know that, and I don't care to fight with you right now Ashton, I'm just over this." He crooked his head as anger now flashed in his beautiful face "The photos says something else Y/N! And if you don't care why the fuck are you here than, huh?!" You didn't know what to say, because that had been the same question you had asked yourself earlier. You just looked at him with dull eyes, leaning in and giving him a soft peak on the cheek before turning to walk away. You threw yourself on the guest bed needing a break.

The sun danced through the window waking you from your sleep, you groaned as your headache set in and you remember last nights events. You knew the morning would be tough, you would have to have yet another fight with Ash and yet another fight within yourself, do you want to stay?

The floor creaks beneath your feet's as you tiptoe to your shared bedroom, Ashton laying splashed across the bed, curls spread around his head, and his strong torso on display as the sheet pools at his hips, your heart ache as you take in the view. It's like you are seeing him for the first time in a while, the man you love more than life itself, him you want to marry, and you still want it all with him. With a small smile you cross the room, sitting beside Ash, you take his hand in yours and plays a bit with his rough hands “ I love you ash, I wish you believed me" you whispered, you felt him tense up besides you and you slowly turned your head to look at him, he smiled dimples popping at you, and you swear everything felt perfect for just a second. A loud laugh erupted as he pulled you to him and coved you with his whole body, he looked down at you with more love than ever before and you felt ashamed that you had ever even considered leaving him. "Hi baby, what's going on in that pretty head of yours?" He asked you, his voice soft as butter as if it would break the moment, you brought your hands to his hair tugging slightly at it "I missed you, and I'm sorry if I made you feel like I didn't love you, but you also haven't been the best partner lately" you let the words out that you had been holding back, he dropped his head to your neck pressing a soft kiss to the skin there, his voice broke the silence "I've missed you too love, and you have nothing to be sorry about, I've been a dick to you baby. You know, I've been struggling a lot lately, I've seen so many fan accounts shipping you and Cal, and than when I saw the photos last night it just made sense, I mean you can do so much better than me" you furrowed your brows and pushed Ashton slightly away, a few tears falling from your eyes, had you really been so self observed that you haven't noticed how much ash was suffering? "What photos?" You asked instead, and he reached across the bed retrieving his phone. Ashton went to Twitter and showed the photo from the party, of you pressed against Calum chest and than some photos of you two in a deep conversation and you had to give it to him it did look like you and calum were flirting. "I'm sorry ash, I can see why these photos would concern you, I promise it was nothin" he cut you off " I know baby, Calum told me last night, I assumed that you told him about our situation" he looked at you with a small smile as you nodded. Everything felt alright as he laid back on his back, pulling you to his chest his lips never failing to connect with the side of your head. The rest of the day consist of Ashton loving on you and showing you how much he really loves you

[5sos-faketexts]

Requested: Ashton receives twitter hate & you comfort him.

[highstwildflower]

Starting line

A/n: obviously inspired by Luke’s new song! If you haven’t heard it you should boo😂 please keep in mind that this is just my interpretation of the song, an idea that came to life the third time I heard the song!

Luke hear the loud screams from the hundreds of fans waiting outside the hotel doors. The knock at the door alerting him that they were ready for take off. Another day equaled a new city. Life was fast, he had everything he had dreamt off. The walk to the car was short, Luke made sure to pose for the fans and handing out hugs. Their eagerness was flattering but his only wish was to get in the car and race off. Calum bumped his shoulder into the blond singer and gave him a short smile, Luke smiled back knowing that he wasn't alone with his feelings.

The smell from the new hotel room was similar to that of the last one and Luke felt somewhat at home. Not bothering to unpack he stripped himself and laid on the bed, he dialed your number and waited patiently for you to pick up. You sweet voice filled his ears and a warm feeling took over his body "You have to get some sleep baby" you were always concerned for his wellbeing when he was gone, you knew the tour life was hard on him. Not many understood how he could be living the dream but dreaming of being home, but you understood. He was tired, all those years where everyday was lived as if everything depended on that one day. Soon after the phone call ended light snores filled the hotel room.

You sat with your computer on your lap, the light from the screen light up your face and Calum was on the other end of your phone "I think it would be a good idea if you flew out y/n" you nodded before speaking up "yeah that's the impression I got earlier when I talked with him, do me a favorite and keep it a secret?" you heard the sight of relief that left his lips "of course y/k/n, see ya." You hung up the phone and worked quickly to book a flight. Just like that you were ready to flight out to meet the boys, ready to cheer up Luke.

As the plane touch down in the new city you twitched your hands in your lap. Exited to see Luke but anxious to see what state of mind he was in. As you walked through the gate you saw Calum, awaiting you as promised. A dark hoodie clad his body and shielded him from curious eyes. The ride to the hotel was filled with talk as you were lulled into the rhythm of 5sos again. Calum directed you to Luke's room and walked off again after offering you a tight hug.

Slowly you raised a hand to knock on the door, the thump was loud and soon the door swung open. Luke was dressed in black shorts and a black hoodie, his blond curls falling in his eyes as he hung his head. He muttered something about wanting to stay in because he was tired, you tried to stifle your laughs as you spoke "hi Lukey boy" he head snapped up at you and a toothy grin spread across his beautiful features "darling" his words were low only for you to hear and the bone crushing hug had you gasping for air.

Only moments later you tugged at his hoodie "come on baby, lay with me and talk to me" your voice was soft as honey as you cooed the large man into opening up to you. Placing yourself against the headboard you motioned for him to lay against you chest between your legs. His long body leaned into your front and you hands slipped down the soft fabric that covered his chest. You felt the vibration as he spoke "there is not much to say y/n" you had his head under your chin and gave him a soft kiss on his hair. The small gesture offering enough comfort for him to go on "it's like I'm standing on the sun and I don't feel a thing. The whole world is on fire beneath me I should be ecstatic" the frustration was evident in his voice as he spoke. You flattened your hands against him and rubbed his chest a bit, trying to find the right words "it's alright honey, so many memories created in such a short period of time. It is hard for the mind to take in" you tried to reassure him but the unevenness in his breath told you that you didn't do the job. You hummed a soft tune and he could feel the soft vibration from your chest, like a mother lulling her child to sleep, your body against his own felt like a warm blanket that would keep him safe forever. Luke fell into a deep sleep and you hold him all night, never letting go. Trying your best to comfort him, to take away the pain.

[highstwildflower]

Falling out of love

A/n: Short angst:)

It's like being slowly submerged into the dark blue with no chance of escaping. Just slowly disappearing and losing all sense of being. What once was so beautiful that it hurt is now more painful and dull than anything else. The ocean you used to swim in together has turned empty and impossible to navigate in. The pit in your stomach had started in the cold months, when he arrived home from tour. He had been there physically but he wasn't there. At night the bed was cold, like you were still laying miles apart. Kisses were far and long in between and mostly out of habit. Touches was only stolen when guilt grew deep. You didn't ask him to come back to you, because you didn't want him if he didn't want you.And you weren't one to hold anyone back. Not for a second did you want to fight for love if he wouldn't meet you halfway.

As he left for a weekend with the band you let out a breath of relief as the house fell empty once again. The stones around you heart were starting to fade and just like that the decision was made. Your relationship was over. He had been your rock for the last 6 years, your lover for 5 and your downfall for 9 months. It was over, no more love were supposed to be shared between the two of you. You wanted to cry but nothing happened, as if all the wondering had taken all emotion away. You wandered and realized he was a friend to you, as you were to him. The love part had been what you had needed, but it ran its course and now friendship was more important than anything else.

Ashton arrived home and was more than baffled as he saw you moving stuff into the guest room, your stuff. "Hi y/n, what are you doing?" You turned to him with a smile "Ashton! We have to talk." He gulped, he knew this conversation was coming but he was not ready for it. You dragged him behind and he was left with no words as you seemed more exited about this talk than you had been about him for months. Sitting across from him on the couch you reached for his hand. His hand was warm against yours and you smiled softly, a slow tear making its path down your cheek. As if everything dawned on you in that minute "I'm sorry ash, but we aren't working anymore. I'm sure you know that too. Neither of us have done anything wrong but neither have we done everything right. We've been bottling up this break up for so long. I don't wanna live without you, I want us to be us forever. And not the us we have been lately. The us that laughs the loudest, the us that can speak without words, the us that always have each other's back" you paused as a sob build in your throat and Ashton squeeze your hand. Tears streaming down his face. " we can still live together, get familiar with each other again. Just as friends instead? Friends are better than lovers" he laughed dryly at your last words "you'll always be the best anything and everything y/n. I have so much love and adoration for you honey. I agree that we need to stop this nonsense. And I would love to stay close friends' he sniffled before carrying on "fuck this hurt."

[highstwildflower]

We’ll be back

A/N: Sad girl/boi hour:( Like so many others I wouldn't be a part of the 5sos fandom if it wasn't for 5 British boys. One Direction wasn't only a band who made cool music to me. They were the beginning of who I am today, they inspired communities of fans who became family . Some of those fans I call my best friends today, when I felt like life wasn't really going that well the fandom was there, so thank you Liam, Zayn, Niall, Louis and Harry!  May you forever stay happy, healthy and may life treat you well <3 Now for this one shot! Btw im not sour that they aint back from hiatus- they should do what makes them happy!! 

CALS POV

After a long day at work I couldn't wait to get home and see my girlfriend, the drive home was filled with honking cars and the dusty air off LA made the ride much longer than it actually was. Finally arriving at our shared home I put the car in park and made my way to the door, the heavy door creaked open as I pushed and was greeted by Duke. His small legs were extending all the way as he tried to reach me "Hi there baby" I collected him in my arms and nuzzled him. A sweet melody that I knew was familiar but I couldn't place, filled my ears. The sound came from our bedroom, but as I got closer another, more important sound filled my ears. Her small sobs. Quickly I opened the door fully, she looked at me like a deer caught in headlights. "Baby what's wrong?" she opened her mouth but nothing but sobs left her body. I moved to the bed, her laptop in front of her played the familiar tune History, and it began to make sense "Oh babe" she lunged into my arms and I tried to calm her down. I couldn't help the slight giggle that left my lips at my poor girl, she quickly drew back. Eyebrows furrowed "did did you just laugh at me?" her words were slurred and they didn't make it easier for me to suppress the laughter. Her small hand made contact with my arms as she gave me a small slap "come here" I pulled her in again. While she was tugged into my embrace I turned off the tune, the dwelling didn't help the situation.

Her breath was even again, placing a kiss on top of her head I drew back a bit, just to meet her eyes "Talk to me baby" her fingers came to trace my tattoo across my collarbone "Its just so unfair Calum. They promised " Tears were pooling at her eyes again, "Come on baby, don't let it get to you. It will be ok" she huffed at my words and buried into my chest again. “You know love, they aren’t dead and you could throw all that love into another band. I have a great idea for a band.” Her beautiful eyes met mine and she was not as amused as I was. “They are not just a band Calum! How would you feel if I just replaced you with another person?” “No fun y/n. It’s definitely not the same thing. They were just a band! And they even make music solo now!” “I know. I’m sorry. But please just let me cry?” I chuckled at her, and pulled her into my chest again “take your time baby I’ll be here for what ever you need.”

Time passed as she sat tugged against me. I didn’t mind the encounter, having her close was the best thing ever. She fitted perfectly against my body and she felt like home. “Cal, do you think they will ever return?” Her big eyes made me smile, and her lips were so inviting that I couldn’t help but giving her a peak “ i don’t know love, you know, they were struggling quite a bit mentally while they were in 1D, so maybe if we are rational it’s best for them to be free?” My words were hesitating as I understood her frustration. “Yeah you are right, I don’t know why I get so upset. I think it’s more that time of my life was so good, and the friendships I made was all because of them. Being a part of something so big was so beautiful. And you know, I do love 5sos. Actually they are my favorite band, their bassist is so hot it’s unbelievable!” Her eyes were sparkling, a teasing smile tugging at her lips “oh is that so baby?” I pressed her small body to the bed and kissed her slowly, ready to make her realize that tho 5sos never will be 1D, we are just as good if not better.

[highstwildflower]

Highly

A/n: this is really long I’m sorry!😂

Words: 2000 ca.

The cloud that erupted from your lips vanished into thin air, reminding you of the man who used to fan the smoke away from his reach. Now the spot next to you was empty, no one was complaining and no one was bugging you about being unhealthy. The thick joint was pressed between your lips once again, sucking the poison into your lungs. The relaxing plant infected your system and everything slowed down. The stars swimming above you dripped into the moon that was filled to the brim. You finished the joint, leaning back with a heart that was aching. Moving around you found the position that allowed your heavy heart some rest, your phone was out of reach and you were too lazy to retrieve it. You wanted to shoot him a text tho, telling him all the words he never got to hear.

Instead you lay there, images burning behind closed eyes. Images of his green forrest eyes that disappeared when his laughter erupted, how you would kill to hear that laugh again. The feeling of  the vibration through his chest as he sung you a new tune. How he used to look at you, eyes searching for inspiration and the look in them the second he found it. Being his muse had been the greatest achievement of your life. Your favorite memory was from the frosty night in December only five moths prior, ditching a party the two of you had ventured off into the night. He had held you close when you arrived at your shared home, bodies moving in sync, the rhythm you fell into in the bed had been steady and slow. Intimate love making till dawn. Your bodies not craving sleep, instead you had moved to the patio. His large body had been pressed firmly against the lounge couch and he had pulled you against him. Limbs draped over each other's and low voices filling the air with words of adoration. The conversation following the flow of the wind, the chilly morning offering you an excuse to snuggle closer to your love. He had happily accepted the closeness, and soon series of laughter had erupted into the slow morning. Just the two of you, bodies pressed together and love flowing freely.

You mind had turned off to the memory of him, and next thing you knew you woke up in your lonely bed. It had never felt so big when Michael had been taking up half of it. The empty room taunting you and the long halls hunting the memories that was made here away. As days fell into night and night turned into days your speckle off hope had vanished. The hope of feeling his body once more, his lips on yours and his voice rumbling against your skins. Instead you tugged away your emotions everyday walking through life as someone else, and only allowing the emotions to take over at night. Most nights your mind raced to the loving memories, but some nights it was the burning memories of pain the pressed into your head.

Dating Michael had been fun and easy, when he asked you to build a home with him you had been ecstatic. Slowly reality dawned on you, the rockstar lifestyle being far away from the life you wished to led. His drinking turned into situations that was hurtful, a large number of girls pressing on. Wishing to enter your relationship, you begging him to change every night when he would stumble through the door.

The last time you saw him stung in the back of your mind. Just mere hours after you had told him that he had to stop with the excessive amount of alcohol and he has kissed you with a promise of doing better. You were fuming when you heard him fumbling with the front door, the creaking of the door setting you completely off. With steam clouding your mind you had entered the entrance and he had shot you a short smile. As he came close the words that left his mouth dragged your breath away, leaving your body defenseless "I though you were out with us? Who was the girl I kissed than?" He carelessly moved through your house towards the bedroom. Tears drawing pathways down your cheeks and hiccups threatening to spill passed your lips. You stayed up all night, waiting for him to sober up. Every minute of the night was spent considering the conversation of tomorrow. When he was clear in his head, he yelled out for you, his words bouncing of the walls. Your fragile body towering over him, and your voice anything but fragile. He was shunned from the house, leaving in a hurry as you yelled out your pain. Months passed where you awaited his next move, silently hoping that he would beg for you to forgive him. Instead you got nothing.  His stuff was still where he left them except from his guitars. And you knew everything but his guitars was replaceable. When Calum had turned up at your door with a sorrowful painted across his face you knew he was there to pick them up. It hurt every time you glanced at the empty room having yet to entered it, dust was covering the corners and slowly tugging the room into a dull forgotten memory.

Your high ponytail was swinging from side to side as you strutted down the sidewalk. The pep in your steps were just a reminded to yourself that you had the power to move on. When you spotted him at your favorite coffee shop, your steps came to a halt. His eyes meet yours long before yours meet his. He saw you and froze. Your smile telling him that you were doing good but your eyes spilling your secret. Awkwardly you walked over to him "hi stranger" your voice was a pitch higher than usual and you mentally scolded yourself for the preppy outburst. His voice was darker than you remembered but the impact of his words stronger than you expected "Hi. How are you?" The concentration on your face told him that you were trying your best to stay cool "I'm good , yeah very good. What about you?" The forced smile made his heart ache and his guards grow weaker. "Im glad you are doing good y/n. Im getting through day by day. 4 months sober yesterday" His voice grew with pride as he told you about his sobriety, and his smile grew even larger as he saw the proud look on your face. Without thinking twice you leaped into his arms, hugging him tightly against yourself "Im so proud of you Micky." Your cheeks grew red as you realized that this wasn't what was normal for you to do anymore. The break up meant that you had to sacrifice being close to him and just watch his life from afar. You knew he was sober, his instagram had told you so. But to hear the words leave his mouth made you ache with pride. When he felt you draw back he pulled you into himself again, not ready to let you slide through his fingers once more. Your smell was filling his nostrils and he wanted to keep you wrapped in his arms forever. When he let go of your body, you stumbled back and took him in. He looked better than ever, more fit and more alive. The silence laid as a blanket making the air hot and thick and just as you were about to say your byes he spoke up "Do you wanna catch up some day? maybe drink a cup of coffee?" you smiled shyly at him, and the fact that he had cheated on you was forgotten, "Yeah I would like that." Just like that you had a date with him, your body felt like yours for the first time in months and the pep in your step were no longer forced.

The knock at your door alerted you that he had arrived. You opened the door and smiled at him a laugh followed shortly behind "Quite weird having you knocking on your own door" he smiled back at you before he spoke "Thats ok, you look absolutely beautiful love" he handed you the flowers in his hand and you felt oddly embarrassed, such gestures never fell naturally to Michael. More a man of words he would praise you, shower you in physical affection but stray away from gifts. The ride in his car was longer than you remembered it, the small drops of sweat that was collecting at Michaels hairline let you know that you weren't alone with the crippling feeling of anxiety that started to form the second you woke up. His hands were both clutched to the steering wheel and as he turned into the coffee shop your stomach turned with anticipation. "I was thinking we could do to go? And then go to our spot?" You smiled at his idea, that he remembered how much you enjoined your spot.

The car came to a halt at the empty parking spot. Michael was quick to climb out of the car and open your door for you. Slowly you made your way towards the spot. Surrounded by nature you felt your breath become easier. The large stones that leaned against each other offered a place to take a seat. He came prepared with a blanket and a packed picking. Like so many times before you took place next to each other, the still warm air clinging to both your bodies as the sun continued it's decent. The ocean reached the stones and splashes were sent into the sky. His legs rested and made contact with the firmness of your other thigh. Slow conversation filled the space between you and drew you closer. Coffee was sipped and sandwiches shared. The sun came into contact with the ocean and Michael dived into the cruel conversation that was awaiting you. His body turned to yours "I'm sorry" his words were low but you heard him, your eyes meet and you signaled for him to go on. He took deep breaths of fresh air, worried that his fragile words wouldn't be enough "I'm sorry for everything I put you through. I've realized that I was so far out of line. All my decisions fell back onto you. And I'm awfully sorry about kissing another woman. You are truly the only one for me. I understand if you aren't interested in being with me ever again, but I've changed y/n. I'm still working on myself, but you are my motivation every single day and I want to make it up to you." You mind was clouded by his words, the mentioning of his infidelity was like salt in wounds but you wanted to give him a chance. "Yeah you sucked" you tried to lighten the mood but you both knew that, that was a light way to put it. You continued while gripping his hand " I want to be with you Mickey. But it is definitely going to be difficult for me to trust you" you smiled a careful smile at him and he moved even closer, desperate to feel you. His hand moved to your face as he silently asked for your permission to press his lips against yours. You nodded your head, eager to feel the movement. The world stood still, birds chirping became louder and the intensity of the small gesture made you dizzy. Michael was right there with you, you soft lips sending him into a feeling of ecstasy.

Silent promise between lovers who had been torn apart filled the now colder air. Sun kissing the ocean and dancing in warm colors. Pulling one another closer, and thinking of each other highly.

[highstwildflower]

You are not leaving are you?

A/n: Angst, and fluffy ish if you want to😂

"You are not leaving are you?" His words caught you off guard and your hand slowly drew back from the door. Peering around your eyes meet his, the tears that had been running down your cheeks moments ago were threatening to spill again. Gulping you squirmed under his strong gaze, your fingers playing with the bag hanging on your shoulder. Trying to be strong you spoke up "we need a bit of space, so yeah I'm leaving." His feet carried him towards you and his eyes were filled with a mixture of regret and sorrow "we don't need space and running never solves anything. Don't leave" his words were begging, as yours had been earlier. Ashton moved and reached for your hand and you drew back a look of sorrow was replaced with that of anger. His next words were spat at you with pure anger "go than y/n. But don't fucking come back again" his brain didn't catch up with his words until the gasp that left your mouth slapped him back into reality. A reality where he just had finished the relationship that was hanging by a thin thread between the two of you. You looked at him with horror, you never imagined him giving you ultimatums, his understanding being turning into a demanding one. Giving him a long stern look you turned around again, walking through the door. The door slammed behind you, the sound manifesting what had just happened. Your life was falling apart because of a stupid fight.

On the other side of the door Ashton was processing what just had happened. How he just had pushed you away. As the reality began to sip through the cracks his mouth drew dry and his eyes got wet, he had broken the best part of his life. Trying to cope with the pain he went to his garden, the small stones painted with heart and butterflies rippers his heart apart a testimony to your once shared love. He meditated for a long period of time. The idea that something had to be broken between the two of you, other ways you wouldn’t have ended here.

A/n: you could totally stop reading there but if you want a happy ending then keep reading my dear🥰

When Ashton had finished his meditation he came to the conclusion; your relationship wasn’t perfect, there was bumps and cracks everywhere. But those imperfections were the most beautiful connection he had ever experienced. Your gentle and soft soul was like fire to his loud and pushy soul. Panic slowly took over his body. He has send you away, telling you not to come back to your shared home. As if the world was mocking him the wind grew stronger sending the dangling lemons flying to the ground. His heart broke as he had promised you that you were allowed to pluck the first fruits with him. The digital block in his hand sent a signal in your direction and the loud peeps of the waiting tone send waves of anxiety through his body.

“Hi” your voice was fragile and he wanted to hug you, shield you from every bad emotions in the world. “Hi” he gasped back, scared that his voice would betray him. There was a long pause, the only thing each of you could here was the soft breathing of the other. At the same time you both spoke up, you sending a “what do you want ash?” His way and him offering you an explanation, you quickly quiet down as you heard the seriousness in his voice “I’m sorry love. Please come back home.” You sniffles were loud and the giggles that followed behind even louder “open the door idiot.” Ashton ran as if his life depended on you, the door swung open and you were pressed against his big body.

[highstwildflower]

Still into you

A/n: idk where this idea came from but all of a sudden it was inspired by still into you by paramore - also proposal warning and fluff😂

The cool wood met your feet as you walked around your home, tidying up the dirty house that was a result of a stressful period. Both you and Luke getting lost in the whirlwind of life, in between work, social gatherings and responsibilities there hasn’t been a lot of time for neither your relationship nor taking care of the home you had build together.

The slow Saturday morning that had met your eyes as you woke up next to Luke for the first time in weeks had set your domestic inspiration on fire. The counters were cleaner than ever before, the floor shined like a million stars and no clutter were to be spotted. As your home came together your mind wandered off. Luke was hidden somewhere in the house desperately trying to finish the latest track so he could spend some time with you. He knew the last couple of weeks had been hard on each of you and possibly even harder on your relationship, he wanted to make it up to you and take you out, somehow work still took up some of his day, much more than he had expected.

Around 5 pm you stared at your phone, you had waited for Luke to walk out of his office. Closing the door behind him and diving into mending your relationship, instead you had been left to yourself once again. Annoyed you made your way to the kitchen, getting ready to make dinner for the two of you. The slight anger you had felt started to fade away as you heard the loud muffling and grunts of frustration conning from your boyfriend. You were so proud of him and everything he had accomplished, sometimes it was hard to remember that he didn't ignore your existence on purposes, he was just really stressed and pressed. As you remembered this you felt happy that you were allowed to be there for him. Even on the lowest nights you were still into him.

Placing dinner down you shuffled your music before heading off to his office. Politely you knocked on the door before cracking it open, he looked over his shoulder before turning all the way around. A smile was on his face as he saw you standing there "hi baby" his voice was soft and all frustration was left somewhere else "hi Lu, dinner is ready." His tall body stood and he took you into a hug, hasty lips pressing a kiss to the top of you head. Dinner was eaten with a genuine conversation flowing between the two of you, almost as if time has stood still. Every time your eyes look into his while he was laughing you heart skipped a beat and the rest of the world became irrelevant.

Hours later you were in bed, head resting against Luke for what felt like the first time in years. Butterflies erupted as he leaned closer and whisper "I love you, my pretty girl" the smile that took over your features made your cheeks hurt, content your lurked back "and I love you."

You both laid there in silence until Luke tucked you further into his side "I wondered, do you have time to give me your whole day tomorrow" peaking your interest you lifted your head and faced him, eyes searching for his. With a confused look you nodded slightly hesitant.

You were awoken by his lips kissing all over your body, hands cupping every curve as if he had forgotten the body he has roamed for so many years. A strained moan slipped from your lips "Good. Morning. Baby" each word was punctuated with a kiss, you giggles before slinging an arm around him, forcing his lips to meet yours "morning handsome." He took his sweet time allowing your both to wake up in a gentle way. After getting ready he took you out for breakfast, the car ride was filled with your favorite songs, and on the way to your second location he played Our Song by Taylor Swift, and he loved how you got so into it. The out of pitch voice that belonged to you made his heart sing, and your little dance that went with the song made him beam with pride of calling you his.

Arriving at the second location, it finally made sense to you why he had told you to wear athletic clothes. You were at the spot where you had had your first date together. A nice tracking trail that led you around a lake, where you both enjoyed to take a nice cooling dip. Today was no different, as you reached the usual spot you raced each other, Luke being the first to reach the water with his long leg. He disappeared into the water and you followed closely. A high pitched sound left your lips as he sneaked closer to you, tossing you into the deep blue. Ready with perked lips as you emerged from the water. The day was filled with love and laughter, everything you needed. Hands were intertwined as your reached the car, he opened the door for you and gave you a kiss before driving you home.

A few hours later you were ready to leave the house again, this time dressed fancier as Luke had asked you to do. He took you to a rooftop restaurant, no one was there but the two of you. Luke was romantic but never like this, and you appreciated that he put in the work. Through dinner laughters was shared and deeper thoughts, wishes and dreams and future hopes were tossed across the table. Leaving you both with butterflies catching on fire. You melted as he looked as you, his icy blue eyes so warm that they burned with love. As dinner was finished he took you for a walk at the beach. You loved the beach. Hand in hand as you shared life, the small gesture making your both feel better. The loud crashing sound of the waves reminded you of how strong your relationship is, as you had overcome all the doubt of the world.  Your walk came to a halt as you reached Luke's destination, in front of you were a scene straight out of a movie. Blankets scattered on the sand, fairy lights lighting up the dim scene. Luke pulled you onto the blankets, hands resting on your hip as you stood face to face. The lukewarm air suddenly was filled with the tones of your song "still into you". Luke sang the song while holding you close, your arms wrapped around his neck. Tears evident in your eyes, and his as well.

The song came to an end and Luke kneeled in front of you, a gasp left your lips before your hands were clasped over it. Luke chuckled and took a shaky breath " wow can't believe I'm doing this" he laughed again and you joined in "me neither" your eyes met before he continued " baby, we've been together for years, and it’s real life so there has been ups and downs, but even on the worst nights I'm still into you. Even when we are screaming at each other with tears and snot running down our faces I'm into you. There is nothing that could take me away from you. You are my sun and my moon. Everything in one person. My happiness and my future. So dear y/f/n would you do me the honor of marrying me?" You were full on sobbing at this point, hands shaking and knees weak. You recalled the talk you had with your mother after the first date "he is the one mom" and the first time you met his mom and accidentally heard him say "she is the one mom" and now here you were, he was on his knee, and you were ready to scream yes from the top of your lungs. "Yes, god yes Luke" relief flashed on his beautiful face before he pulled you into a kiss that meant so much more than any words ever could. The beautiful ring was slipped onto your finger and just like that you were tied together forever.