Award show

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Ashton: "We’re so honored-" Ashton starts instantly after being shoved up by Michael to take over manning the acceptance speech. You watch from your and Ash’s apartment, squealing and bouncing from excitement and pride. He continues, "To win this award. Seriously, thanks to the fam for your endless support of us. We love you guys. You’re the bestest." You chuckle at the fact Luke has taken the award and seems to be petting it to check if it’s real on live television. “Our own families, for always supporting us when it was just us dicking around in Mikey’s basement.” Mikey takes the opportunity to mouth “HI MOM.” “And I know I’d like to thank my girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N for always being amazing. Thanks for believing in me. I love you, babe.” He points cheesily at the camera, and you can’t help but blush and aww! at your amazing boyfriend. Calum steps up, “I’d also like to say thanks and I love you to Y/N-” “Shut up!” Ashton shoves him away, laughing. “Thanks for voting for us, we love you all!” Ash wraps up. As they walks away, Luke adds, “Especially Y/N!” 

Michael: "Just admit it, Y/N. I look sexy as hell." Michael says, straightening his tie like a secret agent. "You look great," You say, sin sarcasm, worrying about your hair and your cleavage-line is it too deep??? "Wow, no biting comment? No harsh insult? No sarcastic opinion?" Your frenemy/secret crush prods at you. "Just shut up!" You finally snap as he keeps poking at you and finally just tugs down the strap of your dress as you try to fix your hair again. "Finally, something. You being all quiet and not bitchy was getting annoying.” He says, pleased with himself “Stop it! I’m really freaking out, I have to present the award for MTV’s ‘Best Music Video’ and I’m going to completely mispronounce something like their name or my name or the award and it’ll all be-” You’re cut off by him leaning forward and kissing you, his fingers getting tangled in your hair. You kiss him back, too tense not to. “Shut up. You’re amazing. Now get out there.” He slaps your ass as he pushes you out of the room.

Calum: "And the winner is…" You take a deep breath, opening the envelope. You shouldn’t be biased, but you are. You shouldn’t be hoping against hope for 5sos, your favorite band, but you are. You should’ve turned this down but you wouldn’t let yourself. Yes, you’re famous too but dammit you fangirl as hard as the rest of them. You can’t help the grin spread widely on your face, "5 Seconds of Summer!" You read, clapping. Ashton, Michael, and Luke all run up on stage after their group hug of celebration, and you kiss them on the cheek. But when Calum comes up, after high-fiving fans sitting in the front seats, he looks so ecstatic he cups your face and plants one on you in front of millions of people. You’d heard he had a celeb crush on you, but you had no idea it was true. Without thinking, you kiss him back, dropping the envelope in favor of making out with him because it’s CALUM HOOD YOU’RE AT LEAST A LITTLE IN LOVE WITH HIM. “Sorry about that.” He blushes as he pulls away, the crowd cheering. You just grin, “Don’t be.”

Luke: (His POV) “Fuck me, you guys I can’t do this. I’m so screwed, I’m going to ruin this for all of us.” “Luke, calm down.” Ashton tries to put a hand on my arm but I smack it off. “I can’t! This is the fucking Billboard awards! I can’t do this!” “Yes you can, dammit.” Calum says. “You’ll do great. We got you.” He gestures to the rest of the band, and they all nod. “But-” I try but Mikey interrupts. “Don’t make me slap you, Hemmings.” “I’m going to throw up.” I say, so nervous. “But you look so punk rock in that outfit.” I twist to find the source of your voice because I know your voice. I see you standing there in the doorway and instantly rush to hug you. “You’re here!” “You’re an idiot if you thought I’d miss this.” You kiss my lips with a quick peck, “You’ll do great up there. Cal, Mike and Ash have your back. You’re gonna fuckin’ rock this thing.” “I just said that.” Calum whines. “She said it better.” I stick my tongue out, already relaxed. When I go to grab my guitar, I overhear her whisper, “Have his back out there, boys. You’ll do great.” I smile to myself, I have the best girlfriend.

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