Returning Home (Ashton Irwin Imagine)

I thought the title was symbolic of a new post after so much time.

After 4 months of being away from him, you would finally get to see Ashton. You couldn’t even describe the longing that you felt in your chest every time you thought of him. His curly hair and the way it got so long sometimes that he would pull it back in to a tight bun. The way he would twirl it around his fingers when he had his head down and was concentrating hard on something. His crinkly eyes whenever he smiled or laughed. The way they would get wide every time they would fill up with tears before he said goodbye at the airport. His eyelids which would flutter in his sleep when he was miles away in dream.The way they closed when his lips met yours for the first time. His nose that would brush your neck ever so lightly before he attached his lips to them and nearly took your breath away. His ears which were often covered by headphones while he recorded a new song he’d written at 3 am the night before. His lips. You could go on for days about those lips of his. The way he would bite his lip when he was looking at you even when you didn’t think anyone was. The way the corners of his mouth would start to pull upwards in his sleep, and you wondered what he was dreaming about that made him so happy. The feeling of his lips brushing against yours ever so lightly before he went in, finally, to kiss you with so much need and want. His neck where you’d leave soft kisses in the morning after he woke up. Where you’d place your hands when Ashton would grab your hips to twirl you around the kitchen even when no music was playing at all. His chest which would slowly rise and fall as he laid beneath you on the couch during lazy Sunday Netflix marathons of your favorite shows. The way he used them to belt out songs no matter what he was doing. His arms which held you tightly when you were upset or scared. They felt like steel walls that would never let anything in or out, and held you together when it felt as if you were falling to pieces. His hands that held yours when you were strolling down the street in public. One of his hands that would find its way to the small of your back, or around your waist. Symbols to say “she’s mine”. His legs which would tangle with yours while you were in bed together. The legs that managed to hold him up, even when he felt that he could no longer be strong. The legs that ran to you every time he returned home. The legs that were striding over to you right now, and the arms that held you tightly. The eyes that welled with happy tears, and the smile that never faded. Ashton was finally home, but maybe you were too. 

Just wanted to update you guys that I never kissed that guy and we didn’t really work out, we’re just good friends now!

Stay Stay Stay - Luke Hemmings Imagine

I got a request to write this a while ago and I heard this song today and was instantly reminded! I think this song is adorable and I knew it had to be no other than Lucas. Sorry it’s kinda short!

“I do not understand why we’re having an argument right now” Luke said, shoving some more of his sandwich in his mouth as you paced around the kitchen. “Because you don’t even care what I have to say! If the curtains don’t match the couches the entire room will look awful. I really need your opinion on this!” you said, looking at multiple color swatches for the couch you were buying and comparing them to the curtains displayed on your phone. “Babe...it’ll look fine. Do whatever you think is best” he mumbled. “It almost feels like I’m decorating my own apartment! I don’t even need you here, it’s fine!” you yelled. Luke chuckled slightly, “You’re being so ridiculous”. You were furious with him. “Okay, Luke, have fun designing your own apartment” you said as you threw your phone, not really aiming for anything. You spent the rest of the night in your room and refused to talk to Luke when he came in. The next morning when he walked in to the kitchen you were sitting at the table waiting. “We need to talk” you said, after he’d grabbed a bowl of cereal. Luke got up and walked out of the room. You grew concerned as to where he was going and what he was doing. He came back wearing his old high school football helmet. “Okay, let’s talk. Can’t risk getting hit by another flying phone” he said. You rolled your eyes and he removed the helmet. “I know what said last night but...please stay. I’ve loved you for quite some time” you said, moving closer to where he was standing. “I’m sorry babe, I know you’re completely serious but I think it’s funny when you’re mad. It’s just so cute, your face gets really red” he smiled and wrapped his arms around you. “I love you...because you’ve honestly just given me no choice. I’ve got to stay” you smiled, he kissed your nose in response. “I know you’ve dated douches before and I don’t ever want to be like them and take everything out on you. I just focus on how cute you are when you’re mad” he laughed. “Well, no one else is gonna love me when I get mad so...we should both stay” you said, kissing his lips.

The Boy Next Door - Calum Hood Imagine

Sorry, no smut! I just didn’t exactly feel like going that far with this. Also, sorry this is Calum because I’ve written a lot of Michael and I want to share the love. Enjoy!

It was a Saturday night and surprisingly, you had absolutely no plans. You were laying on the couch in your basement, the TV running as you scrolled through your phone. While looking at the most recent tweets on your feed, a notification popped up that you received a snapchat from your best friend, Calum. You’d known Calum practically your whole life. When you moved in he sent a soccer ball sailing in to your yard and went to the fence to ask you to retrieve it for him. You told him you would under one condition: if you would be allowed to play with him. Since all of your outdoor toys weren’t unpacked, you would go over to Calum’s constantly to play. Even after you’d settled in to your house, the two of you could be found running around each others yards. Now he was sending you a picture of him laying down in a sweatshirt, with “What are you doing?” written over the image. You replied by saying that you weren’t doing much and you asked what he was doing. Eventually you told him to come over and in about 2 minutes he was ringing your doorbell. You opened the door and led him downstairs, he grabbed snacks on the way. “So, you ask to come over just to eat my food?” you joked. “Shut up, you always have the best food” he laughed. You started off by letting him pick the movie. He obviously picked the classic super hero movie that you had slight interest in, but you were still checking your phone during most of the movie. Calum and you were already extremely close, you’d go over to his house still in your pajamas when you couldn’t seem to get yourself to do anything but lay around. You let him sleep in your bed with you when his grandfather passed away. When it was your turn, you picked your favorite movie. “Are you kidding me? We always watch this!” Calum groaned. “Too bad, it’s my turn!” you said, childishly. Calum pouted as he adjusted his position underneath you. Your head was rested on his chest while his arms rested lightly on your back. You felt Calum grab his phone and start texting. Out of curiosity, you asked him a question. “Are you still talking to that girl. You know, the one from that party a few weeks ago?”. He put his phone down, “Nah, she just wanted me when she was drunk” he laughed. “Didn’t you guys talk for a while? How often was she drunk?” you joked. “She was always so funny when she was drunk. Not as funny as you, of course” he said. “I wish I was at least talking to a guy right now” you sighed, “I’ve had the longest dry spell in all of history” you sighed. “Um, I do believe you’re talking to me right now and I am a guy” Calum commented. “Okay, you know what I mean” you replied. “Do you remember that one time...” he began, “That one time when you kissed me?” he smiled. “Oh my gosh, don’t bring that up! I was extremely drunk and that was such an embarrassing night” you began to blush so you stopped looking at him and tried to go back to watching the movie. “To be honest with you...if I wasn’t in a relationship at the time, I think I wouldn’t have been able to control myself like I did” he confessed, waiting to see how you reacted. “What?” you asked, looking slightly shocked. Of course, you had kissed Calum when you were drunk and he had a girlfriend and you knew it was wrong but you couldn’t hide the feelings you’d had for so long. You were still embarrassed about that night,  but it hadn’t changed anything between you two because you understood he had a girlfriend at the time and you were just friends. “I’m just saying...I didn’t mind the kiss at all” he didn’t dare break eye contact with you at this point. You shifted slightly so you were closer to his face. He sat up a little, cupping your face with his hand. Eventually you lips met his and you let your hands rest on his shoulders. As you pulled away you saw the look of desire in Calum’s eyes. Without hesitation your pressed your lips against his again as you furthered the kiss. His hands moved down to your hips while you straddled his. You felt his lips begin to move to your neck as he sucked on one spot consistently. You’d have a mark tomorrow, but luckily you wouldn’t have to explain it to him. Calum pulled away and looked in to your eyes. “Remember when I told you she broke up with me because she thought she could do better?” he asked. You nodded slightly. “I actually broke up with her because I knew I could do better. I couldn’t stop thinking about our kiss, and you.” he smiled.