Ashton:
"Okay, okay, how do you say…" he thinks. "Five Seconds of Summer?"
You and Ashton were eating dinner at a restaurant. Somehow, the conversation of you speaking Spanish made him very interested. You had been born and raised in Puerto Rico so you knew much more Spanish than he actually thought. After all, it was your main language even though you had a perfect American accent.
“Cinco segundos de verano,” you chuckled.
“Cinco segundos de verano,” he repeated, having a bit of trouble with the pronunciation of the letter R.
You laugh.
"Hey, don’t laugh at me!" Ash defends.
You try to stop laughing, only for more laughter.
"You try talking in an Australian accent! I bet you couldn’t," he states.
"Challenge accepted," you reply. "Aye, mate," you mimic.
He laughs at your accent, making you laugh as well.
"That’s not all we say, you know," he said with a chuckle.
"That’s not all we say, you know," you repeat in your stupid Australian accent that probably doesn’t even sound like his.
"Your accent sucks," Ashton teased.
"Your accent sucks, too," you told him, gaining a glare from him for repeating the same things. "You know that us Puertoricans get attached to accents?"
"What do you mean?"
"That like, if we spend a long time with people with other accents, we start pronouncing like them and calling things like they do," you state.
"Is that why you’re always repeating the weird things us Australians say?" he questions.
"Yeah," you say, "plus, they’re hilarious."
Luke:
“Si, mamá,” you tell your mom through the phone. “Te llamo luego. Adiós.”
You hang up and turn around to see Luke staring at you.
"What?" you ask.
"You speak Spanish?" he replies with a question of his own.
You chuckle.
"Yeah," you respond in strange manner because you thought he already knew. "I actually am from Cuba, you know.”
"Yes, I know, but I didn’t know you spoke Spanish," he explains, "like, actually spoke it perfectly."
You blush.
"Thanks…I guess."
"Teach me!" he says excitedly.
"Uh," you hesitate, "alright, sit down."
You both sit on the sofa across each other.
"What do you want to know first?" you question.
"How do you say…My name is Luke Hemmings."
“Mi nombre es Luke Hemmings,” you state quickly as if an instinct.
"Wait, speak slower," he told me.
“Mi nombre es Luke Hemmings.”
“Mi nombre es Luke Hemmings,” he repeats.
"Yeah! Exactly!" you cheer, knowing he said it well. "Up top, Hemmings," you tell him while holding your hand up for a high-five.
He laughs and high-fives it.
Calum:
You and Calum were walking around the mall holding hands until this girl around ten walked up to you guys.
“Disculpa, ¿Calum, puedes tomarte una foto conmigo?" a fan asks Calum.
"I’m sorry," he tells the girl, not knowing what she said.
"She’s asking for a picture with you," you inform Cal.
He smiles and nods to the girl.
“¿Quieres que te tome la foto?" you ask the fan if she wanted you to take the picture.
“Sí, por favor," she replies, giving you the camera.
Calum stands next to the girl as they both smile. You take the picture and give back the camera to the girl.
“Gracias!” she thanks you.
“De nada," you reply with a smile.
The girl walks away and Calum stares at you with a smile on his face.
"Yes?" you ask.
"You have to teach me."
Michael:
"Y/N!" Michael shouts across the hallway.
"What?" you ask, walking towards where he was.
You saw him sat down on the couch with his laptop on his lap.
"Help me reply to these fans," he begs as he taps the spot next to him for you to sit.
"Why can’t you do it?" you question while sitting down.
"Because I don’t speak Spanish," he states, pointing at the tweets written in your main language.
"Alright, fine," you agree.
"What does this one say?" he points out one of them.
“¿Cuando vienen a México?" you read.
"And that is…?"
"When are you coming to Mexico," you translate.
"How do you say next year," he asks.
“El año que viene,” you tell him.
He begins typing.
"Wait, you’re missing the ñ,” you tell him.
He freezes on his spot, staring at the keyboard.
"How do I do that?"
"Delete the N you typed, and press Alternate 1-6-4," you inform.
He did as so, and the letter popped on the screen.
"Yay!" he cheers.
You laugh.
