R5 preferences {requests open}

You/He can't move on.

Hello, this is Zero again! I'm sorry if they're OOC. When I write in this book, they might be. I'm the "5SOS" part of the user. I know a few of R5 songs, though. Sorry if this preference is awful.
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Ross:

You and Ross had broken up a few weeks ago. You were getting some coffee and turned around to see Ross.

"Oh, sorry." You said awkwardly.

"It's, uh, it's fine." He replied, scratching the back of his neck.

"Hey, babe. Who's this?" A girl asked. She was beautiful.

"This is--"

"That's not really important." You smiled and paid for your coffee. "Excuse me." You left the shop, knowing Ross had moved on. You wouldn't get him back.

Rocky:

You had broken up with Rocky. Everyone knew. You had gotten hate, but the fans didn't know why you broke up with him.

You couldn't handle the distance. You knew you'd eventually have regrets while he was away. Luckily, you didn't. But, you knew you would. You didn't want to be that person.

You were now at a bar, sitting down on the stool. You got drunk once, but he still was on your mind. Eventually, you just came to the bar to feel like you drank. But, you didn't.

Riker:

It had been twenty days and sixteen hours since you left him.

Nothing felt the same. A part of him was taken with you. He couldn't just ask for it back. A few days ago, he saw you with a boy. The boy had his arm around you.

He even wrote a song about you, but nothing worked to ease the pain. Everyone told him it would get better, well, it hasn't.

"Look what you did, what you did, what you're doing to me."

Ratliff:

He saw you at the park. You had a smile on your face as the guy hugged you. When you pulled away, you saw him. Walking over to him, you took a deep breath.

"It's been a while." You said.

Startled, he nodded. He hoped you hadn't caught him staring at you. "Yeah, it has. . . Um, who's that?" He asked, nodding towards the boy.

"That's--"

"Her boyfriend." The male replied.

"That's rude." You hissed. "I was talking to him."

"He hurt you, though."

"Shut up. It wasn't his fault. You're not even my boyfriend." You scoffed.

"Whatever, (y/n)." He walked away.

"Sorry about that. He's just my friend. Listen, I hope we can be friends again. I know probably not right now. Just. . . Someday." You said, biting your lip.

"Yeah, I'd like that." He smiled. He'd love to have you close to him. Even if it was as a friend.

Ryland:

"You're just away on tour with them. I know we said it wouldn't get in the way of 'us' but it's hard. I'm sorry."

Just like that you were out of his life. It was hard for both of you. But, it was harder for you. He understood where you were coming from. He wasn't mad. He was just broken.

His family knew he was hurting. They knew how he felt. They tried to cheer him up. Sometimes it worked. But, it had been a month.