5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

Friends With Benefits | Part 2

Luke:

Clubs were to be honest, never really your thing. Loud music was something you enjoyed and was used to, alcohol didn’t seem to be any problem as well, but the majority of slutty persons and rapists at clubs that disgusted more than anything else was not something you were a fan of. And in the big cities with clubs filled with those kind of people was not something you wanted to visit voluntarily but when Calum and Luke did their very best to convince you with puppy eyes and everything, you couldn’t form out a no when they asked you to join then with Ashton and Michael as well. So here you were now, trapped up against a wall and watching people grinning up against each other in the most disrespectful way, an half empty drink in your hand as you looked in confuse of where the hell the other boys were. Of course, you could be independent yourself, but with so much anxiety in your body due to the fact that you knew you wouldn’t had the balls to reject a boy if it came to that, which was the mainly reason why you just needed to have at least one of the boys by your side. But of course just as soon as you guys arrived, Luke and Calum was far gone, Ashton was polite though, buying you the same drink you had been sipping on the last 1,5 hour you had been there. Drowning down the last of the drink you threw it into the trash next to you, heading back up towards the bar again. You pulled out a banknote out from your bra, ready to pay of some shots when something caught your eyes. At first you were doubtful, naive not thinking that it was what you actually saw. But there was Luke, sitting at one of the barstools with a blonde haired girl on his lap, the both of them almost drooling each other with their tongues. A feeling of nausea ran through your body by the side, a hand flying to your hand as you couldn’t get your eyes of them. “Mam, you still want your drinks?” The bartender asked with a concerned expression on his face. You managed to form out a no before turning around fast, the tears in your eyes ready to spill. Of course you and Luke didn’t have any relationship at all, you were even the one to suggest being friends with benefits but seeing him being so intimate with another girl made you sicker than when Ashton had cooked you some bad fish weeks ago. You smacked the door open to the ladies restroom, to your luck nobody was in there as you stood in front of the mirror, black shadows around your eyes from the wetness. “Dear fucking god.” You sobbed silently, shaking your head in disbelief by your reaction of it and behavior. “Y/N?!” Your name was mentioned which made your eyes go wide in panic, watching to your left as Michael and Ashton bragged into the room. “What happened?” Ashton asked in pure panic eyeing you up and down as he pulled you into his embrace. “Nothing.” You mumbled, Ashton rolling his eyes by your stubborn behavior and Michael biting on down on his bottom lip. “It was because of what Luke did right?” Michael asked making you remove some of the wetness from your eyes to watch him better. “What do you mean?” You mumbled, watching him curiously. “I know what’s going on between you and Luke. The reaction from you is natural.” “Wait, you know?” You asked startled with a mix of confuse, looking insecure at Michael who was holding his breath, regretting what had just spilled from his pink lips, but nodding his head in confirmation. “Know what?” Ashton’s tone raised an octave, the both of you now staring at Michael, Ashton looking more in rage now than concern. You couldn’t get yourself to say it, the tears just pressing out of your eyes and falling down to your red stained cheeks, Michael letting out a sigh as he wrapped his arms around you. “Y/N and Luke has been having this friends with benefits relationship for a while. Don’t really know if it’s still going on though now or..” He trailed off, but it was enough for Ashton to see fire in his eyes, just looking down at you fast before he stormed out of the woman’s restroom, heading straight through to the dancefloor. “For god sake Michael, Ashton is going to kill him now.” You panicked, hiccups leaving from your lips as you tried to get a good amount of air but it was difficult due to your current state. “Come on then.” He requested fast, pulling onto your arm and back into the club, your eyes just as expected, a panic expression on Luke’s otherwise beautiful features as Ashton was holding him by the chest, pressing him up against the wall.