5sos imagines

He defends you from your ex

"You're not even stepping foot on my carpet." I hissed.

"Who's this, babe?" Michael asked as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

"This is my cheating ex-boyfriend." I spoke.

"And who are you?" Stephen scoffed.

"I'm the current, loyal boyfriend." Michael responded.

"Now, I heard Y/N asking you to leave, twice, so I think it's best if you do." Michael nodded.

"If you heard that, you need to get your ears checked." Stephen smirked.

"I don't think so. Leave, or I'll call the police." Michael threatened.

"Fine, fine, I'll go. But this isn't over." Stephen shouted as he walked down the drive.

"It is, Stephen. Move on." I spat as I shut the door.

"Sorry about him." I sighed as I wrapped my arms around Michael's waist.

"It's okay, babe. I'm just glad you're with me and not him." He chuckled before kissing me.

Ashton

"Was I right when I said this café was really nice, or was I right?" Ashton chuckled.

"You were right. This place is good." I agreed as Ashton and I sat in the café window, sharing a chocolate muffin.

"But that place on fifth avenue-."

"Y/N, babe, is that you?" I cut was off by Spencer standing over the table with a smirk on his lips.

"Hello." I sighed, putting down my fork. He looked at Ashton.

"Who's this, sweetheart? Brother, cousin-."

"Boyfriend." Ashton smiled sarcastically.

"Huh. Didn't think you would move on so fast." Spencer muttered.

"Sorry, didn't realise that I was the one in the relationship who cheated." I replied sarcastically.

"Oh, my god, babe, it was, like, one kiss, get over it already." He huffed.

"Okay, you need to stop calling my girlfriend "babe"." Ashton spoke as he stood from the table. Spencer scoffed at him, even though it was obvious that Ashton could beat the shit out of him easily.

"What are you going to do if I don't?" he smirked.

"Look, I don't want any trouble, I'm just trying to enjoy a date with my girlfriend. But if you insist on being difficult, I can easily call security and get you removed." Ashton nodded. Stephen looked at me.

"You believe this guy?" he asked.

"Oh, I believe him." I smiled, making him scoff before walking away.

"No wonder you broke up with him, he's a complete ass." Ashton chuckled.

"Yeah, sorry about him." I laughed.

"It's all good." He smiled.

Michael

I stood at my locker, sorting through my books. I smiled as I felt an arm curl around my waist.

"Hey, babe-oh." I looked up to see that it wasn't Michael, but instead my ex, Charlie.

"Um, hey, Charlie." I spoke slowly as I moved out of his grip.

"Hey, baby girl." He smirked, wrapping his arm around my waist again.

"Don't call me baby girl." I sighed, moving once again.

"Why not? I used to call you it all the time." He shrugged.

"Yeah, when we were dating, I'm someone else's baby girl now. And whilst we're talking about this, you need to get your hands off of me." I scoffed.

"Oh yeah? Who's going to stop me?" he smirked as he held me again.

"That would be me." I turned around to see Michael stood there.

"Oh, thank god." I sighed in relief as I moved out of Charlie's grip and walked to Michael. He took my face in his hands.

"You okay?" he asked, looking at me with concerned eyes.

"Yeah." I nodded, smiling gently. He returned it before looking up at Charlie.

"If I see you touch my girlfriend again, or if I hear that you've been calling her baby girl, I'll beat the shit out of you. I'm the only one who can call her baby girl, so back the fuck off." Michael spat. Charlie looked at him with wide eyes.

"Am I clear?" he snapped, making him gulp.

"Am I fucking clear?" he spat. Charlie nodded and rolled his eyes before turning and walking away. I sighed as I looked at Michael.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"No bother, babe. No one touches my girl, and no one calls you baby girl. Apart from me, of course." He chuckled. I returned it before leaning up and pecking his lips.