Badboy!calum Leaving Class To Go To The Bathroom And Sees A Jock Has You Pushed Up Against A Locker Obviously

badboy!calum leaving class to go to the bathroom and sees a jock has you pushed up against a locker obviously try to flirt with you so cal gets mad and intervenes

“hey, why don’t you leave the girl alone?” calum asks, walking up with his typical “I don’t give a fuck” attitude about him, although it’s evident how angry he is from the way his nostrils are flaring and his jaw is clenched and his face is flushed.

“why don’t you mind your own business, hood.”

you glance over at calum, someone that you never would’ve expected that you would ever ask for help, but it was terrifying being up against this row of lockers with this guy hanging over you. and calum could see it clearly, from the way you looked at him with fear in your eyes, almost pleading silently for help. and calum weighs his options for a few seconds, deciding that if he was going to be suspended for something, it might as well be for this.

“alright, fuck it,” he curses, grabbing the guy by the collar and pulling him off you and wrestling him to the ground. you lost count of how many punches were thrown before the administrators pulled calum off the other guy. but what you couldn’t miss, was before he was pulled off to the principal’s office, calum very distinctly winking at you before tugging his arm away from the gym teacher that was trying to wrangle him in

badboy!5sos night! feel free to send in blurbs of your own, and you can black list “badboy!night” if you don’t want to see posts 

Glancing down at your ticket as you boarded the plane, you repeated the row and seat number in your head over and over, filing your way to the back of the plane, trying not to hit anyone with your purse. To say you were a little nervous to fly would be an understatement, but you also knew it could possibly have been some of your excitement you were mistaking for nervousness. However, you knew you’d feel much better once you found your seat and settled in with your book and music, drowning out the fact that you were flying in an airplane. Approaching your seat, you frowned, noticing that whoever you were sitting next to was already seated and absolutely asleep, his headphones tucked into his ears and his arms crossed across his belly. He was your age, with soft blonde hair and a cute nose that perked up at the end, and while he was cute he was also blocking your access to your window seat. Gently, you nudged his shoulder, seeing if he’d wake up, but the lanky boy did not move. Glancing around you noticed that most everyone was already seated, so you shook the boy’s shoulder a bit more. Again, nothing. With a sigh you carefully lifted your purse of his body and placed it on your seat. Then, you braced your hands on the seat in front of him and reached a leg across his own, attempting to crawl over his body without waking him. Your feet, though, had other plans. Before you had the chance to fully pull your right leg over his body your foot decided to hook itself in the strap of his backpack that was under the seat in front of him, twisting your body so that you fell into his lap, a quick grunt coming from the boy as his hands instantly fell to your hips to steady you where you sat, completely blushing and avoiding eye contact with the boy who was now awake. “I’m so sorry,” you mumbled, scrambling out of his lap and sitting where you belonged, which was in your seat. You could tell the boy was looking at you from the corner of your eye, but you took your time to settle in, placing your purse at your feet and buckling your seat belt, sighing with content once you were finally in place. “Sorry again,” you said quietly, finally attempting to look at the boy. He was smiling gently, his blue eyes gazing into yours. “It’s alright,” he said, rubbing at the stubble on his chin. “It’s not often that I wake up to a beautiful girl in my lap.” You blushed at his words but giggled, tucking your hair behind your ear. “I’m Luke,” he said, sticking out his hand for you to shake. You obliged, smiling at him, no longer nervous for the plane ride ahead.

This little ditty is for my love lashtonpetal who is currently on her way ot the airport to come visit me!! Emily I’m so excited to finally be able to hug you, I cannot wait until you’re here. Ahhhhh!! :-)

34 ashton

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

“What?” Ashton grinned cheekily, acting like he had no idea what he was doing. 

“You know exactly what you’re doing, asshole. You know when you look at me like that with those fucking mesmerizing hazel eyes and stupid cocky grin gets me so fucking wet for you,” you rasped against his ear. You started nibbling on his earlobe when you felt his grip on your waist tighten, him bringing you closer to him. 

“Okay, listen here princess. I’m going to go tell the boys that you’re feeling sick and that we’re going home. The minute we get home, I want you naked on the bed, do you hear me?” You gulped as you nodded quickly, the wetness practically pooling between your legs now.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, sir.” 

i’m so sad i love luke so much and he’d be such a good dorky boyfriend he would treat you like his little princess and always wanna be near you or have some kind of contact with you so wherever you went he’d have to hold your hand or at least be in your reach because he wanted to make sure nothing happened to you and that you always knew he was there if anything did happen

the fact that calum is musically gifted, athletic, kind, funny, and attractive really fucks me up