5sos Imagines

He Walks On You Changing

Ashton:

You hummed while you were in the shower, your doc playing your songs loudly throughout your bathroom. Turning off your shower, you continued to hum to Back For You by One Direction, drying yourself off with a towel.

“BABY! YOU DON’T HAVE TO WORRY!” You sung at the top of your lungs, flipping your hair over and wrapping it up in a towel. You shook your naked bum, tapping your hands against your bathroom counter as you moisturized your body. “AND YOU WON’T EVER WALK AWAAAY YEAH!” You continued to sing, moisturizing your legs and walking out of your ensuite bathroom and into your bedroom. Today was your lazy day; the boys were out in the studios meaning Ashton was with them so you had the house to yourself for the whole day. You quickly ran into your bathroom and grabbed your doc, placing it on your bed and continuing to sing as loud as you possibly could.

“I’LL BE COMING BACK FOR YOU, BACK FOR YOU, BACK FOR YOU, YOU-OU-OU!”

You slipped on a pair of underwear and then rummaged through your drawer, searching for a bra.

“LATELY, I’VE BEEN GOING CR-“

“I’m ho- Oh my gosh,” you turned around to see Ashton in the doorway, staring at you. Well, actually he was staring at your naked chest, a smirk playing on his lips. Your music continued to play loudly, filling in the awkward silence that had come over the two of you as you stared at each other, feeling your cheeks getting hotter by the second.

“You’re home early…” you trailed off, awkwardly putting on your bra. He grinned.

“Yeah, we decided to call it a day because some of the guys had plans,” he started walking over to you slowly and you quickly through off the towel wrapped around your head in embarrassment. “I’m glad we did now,” he grinned cheekily at you, pulling you closer to him by the waist and pressing his lips on to yours as all embarrassment quickly left your body.

Calum:

“This dress is suffocating me,” you groaned, pulling at the hem of your dress to try and breathe a little. The boys had just finished their set for the opening of One Direction’s concert in Boston and Calum had flown you over to see them perform and also because the two of you missed each other like crazy. He raised an eyebrow at you, giving a cheeky smirk.

“I can help you with that,” he said, his hand moving from your waist and travelling lower, heading towards your bum, but you placed a hand on top of his, stopping him from going any lower. You gave him a dirty look, trying not to laugh, and tugged on his hand a little.

“I’m just going to get changed into something more comfortable,” you said and he nodded, leaning up against the tour bus to wait for you. You ran inside quickly, throwing off your shoes. You pulled down the zipper going along the back of your dress and groaned as it got stuck.

“Come on,” you whispered, pulling down on it but it wouldn’t budge, leaving half your torso feeling sore from the tightness of the dress. Why did you even buy this thing in the first place? “I will literally cut you up into shreds,” you threatened knowing it wouldn’t change anything and sighed, giving up on pulling down the zip and deciding to just tug the dress up and over your head. You started by taking your arms out of the thick straps covering your shoulders and started tugging the dress over your head. It worked…for about two seconds.

The tightness of the dress from wear the zip stopped clung to your chest and you groaned. Now you were caught in your dress and you couldn’t see. You tried to walk around where you thought was correct, heading over to one of the seats in the bus but tripped over your shoe, squealing and falling down on the ground.