5sos Preferences Homework Helper

Preference #40ish: He asks you to move in


You turned onto your side, opening your eyes to see Ashton asleep, his curls spread out messily on the pillow, his lips slightly parted. You smiled, remembering the previous night. You were hungry, but Ashton looked so peaceful and angelic asleep like that so you decided not to wake him but did snap a quick photo. You picked up his shirt that was thrown on the ground and pulled it on over your black underwear. Quietly, you walked down stairs, careful not to wake Ash. You turned on the coffee machine, put in your headphones which were laying on the counter and started playing music and dancing along to it. You had to search the kitchen for oil, since you didn’t know where anything in his disorganised house was. Finally you found it, and you ended up dancing around his kitchen while frying your eggs. Suddenly you felt a pair of arms snake around your waste, making you jump. “Good morning baby girl,” Ashton whispered. “I didn’t hear you come in,” you said, your heart still beating fast. You felt him smile into your neck. “I could get used to this,” he said. “What? Me making breakfast?” you asked. “No. You dancing around my kitchen in your underwear,” he smirked, making you laugh. “Move in baby?” he asked after a few moments silence. “What? Really?” he had caught you in total surprise. “Yeah, please babe?” he said, starting to kissing your neck. “I love having you here,” he whispered. “Of course,” you replied, taking his face in your hands and kissing him.


“Hey baby,” you picked up the phone to hear your boyfriend Luke’s loving voice. You held the phone between your shoulder and ear, opening your history textbook. “Hi Lukey. What’s up?” you asked. “Not much. I miss you,” he said. “I miss you too babe,” you pouted, even though he couldn’t see. “When can I see you?” he asked. “Tomorrow, or maybe the day after. I promise,” you told him. “I wanna see you now baby,” he whined. “I wanna see you too! I just have so much homework,” you sighed. “You could do it over here,” he suggested. “I don’t know. I’m just gonna get distracted!” you said. “I could help you! Please,” he begged. “Fine. I’ll be there soon,” you said, already stuffing your books into your bag. You arrive at his house soon later with a bag full of text books and more in your arms. “I missed you,” Luke pulled you into a bear hug on arrival. “I missed you too babe,” you told him. After a while you started to do your homework, sat in his lap. He tried his best to help, but you soon realised he was dumber than you thought. It took ages, but you finally complete your Renaissance essay, all your maths problems and your Macbeth play report. Luke was completely bored the whole time, playing with your hair and on his phone. “Finally your finished!” he smiled. “It’s getting late though, I should go,” you said. “No baby stay here,” he said holding you tight as if he was trying to stop you from escaping. “Do you wanna sleep here tonight?” he asked. “I bet your apartment is lonely.” You giggled. “I have a roommate, Luke,” you reminded him. “Yeah but you can’t cuddle with a roommate,” he said. “True! I’d love to stay here Lukey,” you told him. “Yay,” he joked, kissing your head. You put your head on his chest, so happy that you had him. “Do you wanna just stay here?” he asked suddenly. “Like move in?” You lifted your head up to face him. “I don’t know….I’m still in college Luke,” you told him. “I can drive you there! Please. I miss you so much when you’re not here,” he begged, his blue eyes looking into yours. “Okay!”


You were sick of your family, always telling you what to do, what to wear and how much that you should be like your sister. They didn’t approve of your boyfriend Michael at all. Your sister called him an ugly punk. Your dad said his music was terrible and he wasn‘t suitable for you. Your mum said that he was low-class and immature. You were sick of them the constant fighting and then looking down on you. “Just fuck off all of you!” you yelled one day in the middle of a big fight with them. You stormed out of the house, slamming the door leaving everyone else there speechless. You ran to your boyfriends house, banging on the door. “What th- oh hey y/n!” Michael was confused, he always loved to see you but he hadn’t called to say you were coming “Why are you in your pyjamas?” Michael asked and you looked down, only not noticing you were still in cotton short and a hoodie. You blushed and mumbled something. “Hey don’t worry, you look beautiful as always,” he said. He shut the door and lead you inside and you flopped down on his living room couch. “What’s up?” Michael asked. “My parents are being stupid. They said I can’t see you anymore,” you sighed. “Nothing is going to stop me from seeing you, y/n. Nothing,” Michael promised. “What if they don’t let me out or take away my phone? What will I do then?” you exclaimed, hugging your arms around your chest. “Why don’t you come live with me then?” Michael asked pulling you onto his lap. “They’ll never let come back if I leave now,” you told him. “Who says you’re going back? This could be a permanent thing y/n,” he said. “You sure?” You asked, not sure if he was serious. “Positive,” he smiled. “We can go get your stuff later.”


“Morning babe!” You opened your eyes to see your boy friend of 8 months laying next to you, shirtless and his fluffy hair messed up. “Hi,” you whispered. You loved waking up next to Calum, it instantly made your day 100% better. You didn’t even care if you looked like shit anymore, just once the first thing you saw when you woke up was Calum’s face. “Cuddle?” Calum stretched out his arms and you smiled moving closer to him and burying your head in his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled your body closer. His was so warm that you couldn’t help wrap your legs around yours. “I love your cuddles,” Calum mumbled into your hair. “I love everything about you,” you giggled. “We should buy a house together,” Calum said, out of no where. “What?” you exclaimed, shocked. “Yeah. You practically live here anyway. But I was thinking that we should get a puppy and you can’t raise a puppy in an apartment!” Calum said. “Are you seriously gonna buy a house just so you can get a puppy?” you giggled. “Maybe…” Calum replied and you laughed. “We should get a house though,” you agreed.

“And a puppy?” Calum insisted.

“And a puppy!” You confirmed.


**I wrote this in like May but I forgot to post it oops!

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LUKE: You sighed and ran your hands over your face, starting to become so frustrated to the point where you were almost about to cry. You were currently in your room with your boyfriend, Luke, struggling to get your algebra homework done. You had been working on it for almost an hour now, and couldn’t even get past one problem. Luke tried to help you, but every time he did so you would only push him away. You wanted to be independent and show him that you were capable of doing it. But now you regret not accepting his offer when he asked. You took a deep breath to keep yourself from crying and looked up from your work to see Luke already staring at you with a small smile. “Would you like me to help you now, baby?” he asked softly. You nodded in response and he was by your side in seconds, taking your pencil from you and leaning over you on the desk to see the problem you were stuck on.  He was so close that you could smell his cologne, the familiar smell of him making you smile slightly.  "Okay, so it says that you have to evaluate the equation.  What is the first thing that you want to do for this problem?“ he asked you, turning his head so that he was facing you while tapping at the problem with the tip of the pencil.  You tried to pay attention to his question but the proximity of your faces and the blue of his eyes made you forget what he asked almost instantly.  You opened my mouth and blushed, laughing.  "Um, can you please repeat that?”  He raised an eyebrow, amused.  "Didn’t I just ask you two seconds ago?“  You nodded slowly, "Yeah, but I kinda forgot..”  He chuckled and shook his head, unable to believe that you could forget so quickly but didn’t question it.  "Alright.  Well, like I said, what is the first thing that you want to do for this problem?“

ASHTON: "I don’t understand chemistry at all.  It’s so confusing and it’s a waste of time,” you mumbled, throwing your pencil down on your desktop and getting up, plopping down on your bed beside your boyfriend.  "Babe, it’s not that difficult.  I passed that class with an A overall.  Do you want me to help you?“ Ashton asked, trying to calm you down by pulling you by the waist into his chest and rubbing circles into your sides.  You closed your eyes and nodded, thankful for the suggestion and leaning further into him.  "Please.  I’m dying for a break.”  "Well it’s a good thing that I’m giving you one then, hmm?“ he murmured, pressing a kiss to your neck as a tease before standing up and sitting in your chair at your desk.  You propped yourself up by your elbow and watched lazily as Ashton took your pencil and studied the work, trying to remember how to do it from when he was a junior three years ago.  You giggled when he scrunched his eyebrows together and bit down on his lip in concentration, finding it cute.  He heard you and looked up from the notebook, grinning cheekily at you.  "Is something funny, Ms. (y/l/n)?”  You held back another laugh and shook your head, “Nope, not at all, Mr. Irwin.”

CALUM:  "How do you need help with health, babe?  It’s literally one of the easiest classes out there,“ Calum wondered, your face flushing red from embarrassment.  You pouted and crossed your arms, not enjoying the fact that your own boyfriend was teasing you about one of the subjects that you were failing.  "It might be easy for you, but it’s not for me.  Plus, we’re learning about types of drugs and stuff, and it’s not as easy as it seems.”  He saw that you had taken his comment to heart and sighed, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you tight.  "I’m sorry, (y/n).  I didn’t mean it like that.  Everyone has different strengths and weaknesses.  And I’m always going to help you when you need it.“  You smiled and hugged him back, forgiving him.  "It’s alright, Cal.  It’s just that you’re not the first person to tell me that.”  He nodded understandingly and grabbed your health worksheet off of the table, lifting it in the air for you to see.  "Well, let’s get to work then.“

MICHAEL: You groaned and put your face down onto your desk, a tear slipping out of your eyes as you did so.  You were having a lot of trouble writing your five page essay for your literature class, and it was due tomorrow.  You didn’t even have a paragraph up, and you knew that if you didn’t figure something out soon you would end up failing the assignment.  "Babe?  Are you alright?” Michael asked worriedly as he entered your bedroom, rubbing your back as he came to your side.  You knew that if you tried talking that you’d only start to cry even harder, so instead you shook your head.  "Is it literature again?“ he said softly, moving his fingers to your hair and soothingly running his fingers through it.  You sniffled and nodded, sitting back up and wiping your eyes, still not turning to face him.  "I can’t think of anything to write about.  I need inspiration.”  He thought for a minute before picking up your pencil and sitting down on your lap unexpectedly, making you laugh.  "Michael, why are you sitting on me?“ you questioned him curiously, watching him as he began writing something down on your blank paper before turning back at you with a grin.  "What does it look like I’m doing?  I’m giving you inspiration.”

~ I hope you all liked it, I came up with this because I’ve had a buttload of homework recently and since I haven’t written in awhile I decided to write this.  (:  Oh, and all of the classes mentioned are classes I have at the moment, in case you were wondering. Remember to keep on sending in requests! x 

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