Wait . How do the tumblr side of the fandom feel about Roos? Like how do you cope without her ? Do you even *gulp* know who roos is ?

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Wait . How do the tumblr side of the fandom feel about Roos? Like how do you cope without her ? Do you even *gulp* know who roos is ?
How do I find your story Fighter on the actual app for wattpad? imaginesof5sos
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SPECIAL FOR ZOIE Luke Imagine #2 Uncalled For
I was so excited to be going to Australia for an exchange student program! Ahhh! So different from my normal everyday boring city. “Zoie, get ready to go! The plane leaves in 20 minutes and we have to drive to the airport!” My mom, Heather called from the stairs. I picked up my suitcases and kissed my picture of Luke. He was my everything. The only reason I was still alive. I hopped down the stairs and saw the garage door open. I took a deep breath and closed the door behind me. It’s time for a new life.
"Flight 21 to Sydney, boarding now" The fuzzy intercom system blared across the airport. "That’s my flight." I stood up and faced my family. "Bye Ty." I pulled my older brother Ty into a hug and he surprisingly hugged back. "Be careful, little sis. Promise to call me if any boys come your way." He teased. I smiled. "Zoie!" My little sister Lucy tugged at my shirt. I picked her up and swung her around. "Bye Lucy loo. I’ll miss you."I kissed her cheek and she hugged my neck. I passed her off to Ty and faced my dad. "Bye daddy. I love you." I felt myself choke up. He grabbed me and pulled me in. "Bye Z. I love you. Call me when you get there." He let me go and moved aside. My mom crushed me in a hug before I knew what was happening. "Bye sweetie. I’ll be waiting here til you get back." I could feel the tears on my shirt. "Bye mama. I love you" I replied. "I love you too baby." "Flight 21, final call." "I guess that’s my cue. Bye guys." I waved and started walking down the walkway. I stopped at the gate and looked back. My family was standing there, watching me leave. Lucy clinging to Ty and my mother to daddy. I walked forward and stepped into the plane.
I lay on my back, the pillows of the hotel bed comforting the muscles from my nine hour plane ride. I looked at my ceiling and just breathed. I decided to check my tumblr, seeing that I haven’t seen it since I found out I was coming here a month ago. My dashboard was full of new pictures and quotes. My inbox was filled with imagine requests and cute messges. But a series of anons caught my eye. All of them rude and ignorant comments. Snubbing my family, my friends, personality, even my favorite band, 5sos. But the thing that hurt the worst was that they kept going back to Luke. The boy who’s kept me here. Kept me alive and well. “You’ll never have a chance with him you heartless bitch.” I kept reading on and on. It got so bad that I could feel the tears soaking my neckline. I remembered what my father told me to do whenever I was upset. “Take a walk. Clear your head. Think about it long enough and it will go away.” I soon found myself walking along Wallaby Way and thinking of the comments. I had been walking for an hour and it just got worse. I started to believe I would never meet Luke. No matter how many Meet and Greets my parents took me to. No matter how many concerts I attended. I wouldn’t meet him. That’s the last thing I remember before I blacked out.
"Do you think she’s okay?" A rough voice asked. "No Ashton, I don’t. When a person is lying in the middle of the road, unconscious, they tend to be having problems." I recognized those voices. "Sorry Luke I was just wondering." I felt a hand brush over my forehead. "She doesn’t have a fever and she looks-oh look she’s awake!" I opened my eyes to see hazel ones staring back. I sat up with the help of who I thought was a stranger, but once the dizziness subsided, Ashton Irwin was sitting in front of me aaking me questions. Oh! I should probably listen. "Are you okay?" I nodded and stared back at him. "Ash come here!" Someone yelled and my head started to pound. Ashton got up and walked out of the room. I was the only one left. I layed back and listened to the conversation in the other room. "Ash, someone is sending her awful messages." "Why were you reading her phone?" "I was kinda just trying to get a name or a number or something to identify this girl, well Zoie, with and Tumblr was open. I found anxiety pills in her purse, too. Ash, we need to stop this." "What are we supposed to do, Luke?" "I don’t know if we can do anything but it needs to stop." "Well, where’s her phone?" "On the nightstand." I looked over and sure enough my phone was sitting on the table blinking, meaning new message. I picked it up and took a look. My tumblr notification was on and when I clicked it, it was them. "Good luck getting Luke to like you. He likes normal girls, not mental cases like you." I read. My heart sank and I started to fade out of consciousness again.
"Huhh" I shot up in my bed with a sharp breath. It was just a dream. The same dream I’ve been having since the incident. "What’s wrong, baby?" I turned over to look at my fiancee rubbing his eyes and pulling me to him. "Just a dream." I answered curling into his side and taking a deep breath. "The same one?" "Yeah" "Baby girl, you proved them wrong a long time ago. I’m proud of you for that and I love you. I will love you forever and I will love you for always, never forget that." I smiled and cuddled my face into his neck. He started to rub circles into my back and I yawned. "Our wedding is tomorrow." I felt him smile. "I know, I can’t wait." I replied. "I can’t either, sweetheart. Why don’t we get some rest, big day tomorrow. I love you, Zoie" " I love you too, Luke."
IMAGINE BLOGS SHOULD BE ILLEGAL OKAY BECAUSE IT IS NOT OKAY THE FEELINGS YOU INFLICT UPON ME
Dear Zoie,
Hi its Emma as you can probably tell. I want to let you know that I feel honoured that you picked me of all people to be your new co - owner and I know I haven't been very active but my grandfather passed away recently and I have had other things to do. I really do enjoy being and writing on this blog and having you as one of my friends. Guys this is NOT my blog it is Zoie's she created and made it to what it is today and I love her for it and she is the one you should be praising. She is one of the best and awesomest writers you will ever find. She deserves the world and everything inside of it. Zoie is the person behind the blinds you should be THANKING HER LOVING HER I don't need anything I just enjoy writing for her and I would do anything to stay and be able to continue to write. I am fine being the person that no one notices I want Zoie to be in the spot light because she deserves it she deserves to be adored deserves to be loved by you guys cause she's the one that puts in all the effort and makes this blog what it is. Appreciate her guys I mean if it wasn't for her this blog wouldn't even be created. Zoie ilysm and you deserve the world
Love Always
Emma xx