5sos Imagines

He teaches You A Instrument: Ashton

Ashton:

“Hot face,” you look up from your phone at Ashton playing the drums from where you sat on a couch; he was definitely getting into it. He looked up at you and grinned, twirling the drum sticks between his fingers. You narrowed your eyes slightly; you had always wanted to do that.

“You love them,” he teased, running a hand through his hair and you raised an eyebrow, turning back to your phone.

“Apparently,” you scrolled through your camera roll and turned the phone to him, “so does my camera.” You grinned evilly as he narrowed his eyes at you. Ashton started raising from his small stool behind the drums, standing up slowly. You eyed him suspiciously, “What are you doing?” You asked and he shrugged nonchalantly, crossing over the studio room.

“Nothing,” he said and you narrowed your eyes as he started getting closer to you. Suddenly, he threw himself at the couch to grab the phone off you and you rolled off the couch, just missing him as he fell on to the couch, arms outstretched. You laughed and danced over to one corner of the room as he stood up from the sofa and turned to face you. “Just give me the phone, Y/N,” he smiled innocently at you and you shook your head rapidly, gripping on to the phone tighter and hiding it behind your back.

“Never,” you laughed as he ran over to you and immediately you ran to the other corner of the room. He groaned and rolled his eyes and you grinned, innocently walking over to the drum kit and sitting down on the stool. You picked up the drumsticks and raised them in the air. “GOOD EVENING NEW YORK!” You screamed at the top of your lungs and Ashton raised his eyebrows, amused. “THIS ONE’S CALLED, ‘ASHTON SMELLS’!” You shouted, bringing the drumsticks down and banging on the kit loudly, causing Ashton to cover his ears.

“Stop, stop, STOP!” Ashton laughed as he walked over to you. He leaned down on his knees, casually putting his arms around yours and gripping over your hands, to stop you from playing. You felt his chest pressed against your back and you hoped he hadn’t heard the catch in your breath. You hadn’t always had feelings for Ashton, but ever since you knew you did have feelings for him, they’d been strong. “You play like this,” he said, leading your hands down so that you started playing a very simple beat. You gave a small smile as he continued to control your hands; his were so much bigger than yours and much rougher and calloused. He slowly started letting go of your hands and immediately you stuffed up the beat, the two of you laughing. You could feel his chest rising up and down when it shook with laughter and you turned your head slightly to look at him. His face was much closer than you thought it would be and he smirked at you. His eyes darted down to glance at your lips quickly before he looked back up at you, leaning just an inch forward before his lips brushed against yours and the two of you were kissing. You pulled away slightly, laughing.

“I think you should teach me drums more often,” you said and he laughed too, nodding