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Ashton looks like Luke's dad and they're sitting in the principal's office because Luke got in trouble

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He looks like that dad that follows his daughter on a date to a karaoke bar and sees them getting real cosy in the corner booth so he gets up on stage and chooses some Spice Girls song and bounces up and down on the stage, calling out his daughter and her date making sure everyone knows that that's his little princess with some punk kid who better watch how far his hands linger because he remembers how that once got him in trouble with his father-in-law i'm done

(*not my gif, sorry*)

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I'm listening to the 5SOS album with my mom while we clean and I asked her what she thought of it so far and she said "I like it, its a little more sexual than I would have thought, but it's still really good." We haven't even gotten to Green Light or English Love Affair yet.

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Swearing for the First Time in Front of 5SOS

Calum: He would have offered to drive, but you beat it to the driver's seat. Halfway to Walmart, some pickup truck cuts you off, causing you to brake hard. "Learn how to drive, you fucking asshole!" You shout, completely forgetting Calum in the passenger seat. You pause, focusing back on the road, not saying anything. Calum glances warily at you, eyes wide, one hand over his mouth attempting to conceal his giggles. "Don't say anything..." You warn, already starting to laugh yourself. "I didn't...say...anything..." Calum says in between laughs. Soon you both were laughing uncontrollably. "I didn't know you had such a potty mouth...kinda hot." Calum states with a wink.

Ashton: Scary movie knight is fun...for you. Ashton has the tendency of falling asleep. You wouldn't have guessed it when you met him, bubbly hyper Ashton and all, but you quickly learned that movies make him fall asleep, especially scary ones with slow beginnings. Ashton would be slightly snoring on your shoulder, his arms around your waist. You would be intently watching the movie, scared out of your mind, not caring anymore that Ashton was fast asleep. You jump and scream, "FUCK!" just as the main character gets pulled into the shadows by the supernatural killer. Ashton reacts at your reaction, jumping too. "Wha? What happened?" He asks. You just try to control your shaking as the end credits begin to play. "Just the movie." You say. Ashton looks at you skeptically. You return the look, trying to see if he noticed you swearing. You'd been trying to hide your dirty mouth in case he didn't like it. He narrowed his eyes and you looked away. "Let's just put a happier movie on..." You get up and shuffle with the movies. You hear Ashton start to silently mock you, "FUCK!" He whispers, laughing to himself.

Luke: You both would be taking a walk, hand in hand, talking about your new relationship and continuing to get to know each other better. Joking around, you would stick your foot in front of his and trip him, only meaning for him to stumble slightly. Luke would trip not only over your foot, but over his own, causing him to fall and face plant on the ground. "Oh, fuck! Luke I'm so sorry, it was just a joke I swear I'm so sorry I really didn't mean to trip you, I'm so sorry." You apologize furiously, hoping he wouldn't be mad. Luke just looks over at you as he stands up and smiles. "Well, fuck, aren't we using colorful language today?" He laughs and you try to hide your embarrassment. "Relax," he says, taking your hand back into his. "It's not like I expected you to be an innocent little girl..."

Michael: He would be over at your place for a movie night and you would be stove-popping some popcorn while Michael shuffles the movies in his hand. "Okay, do we wanna start with Sinister or Quarantine?" He asks, naming the scary movies you both picked out. "Uh...probably Sini--OW! Fucking hell that hurt." You exclaim as a few tiny drops of the boiling oil escape the pot and land on your arm. "I need some better fucking pots." You mutter. Remembering Michael, who was already notorious for bad language and had yet to hear you swear, stares at you with a smirk across his lips. "Don't fucking swear, you fucking piece of shit." He smiles, a playful glint in his eyes. You raise your eyebrow at him and rolls your eyes. He quickly places a kiss on your cheek and walks away mumbling, "Still cute though."

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It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re doing. She assumes you’re taking a nap, or doing some homework quietly. She runs up the stairs, eager to see, but she comes to an immediate halt. You’re not doing your homework, nor taking a nap. Your music isn’t playing and you aren’t walking around. You’re hanging there, completely still, now just like her. At this moment, her whole world shatters. Everything she has ever known, looked up to, loved, is hanging there by a thread. At this moment, her life has been changed forever. At this moment, she wishes she was hanging with you.

Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.” No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.” No, they will not say “I never loved them anyways.” They will die. Their hearts will break. They will hurt, more than you ever could. They will cry, scream, and break down. They’ll believe it’s all just a dream, praying to wake up. Except, they won’t feel that for a few seconds, or a few days, not weeks, nor months. They will feel that until the day they die. Everyday will be hell. They’ll think of you ever second. They’ll hate themselves for not being able to help or save you. They’ll wish they could die too. They’ll want to give up, just to be with you. They won’t be ever be happy again. They won’t smile. They won’t go back to their daily routine. They’ll die every time they walk past your room, or see a picture of you, or think of a memory with you. They’ll think, but stay quiet. They’ll visit your grave, feeling a knife go through their chest every time. And every morning when they wake up, no matter how long it’s been, they’ll wake up to thinking they’ll see you, only to be let down once again. And every night, they will cry themselves to sleep, because even though they refuse to admit it, know you’re gone forever.

Before you decide to take your life, think of your family, burying you. Yes, your own mother and father are planning your funeral. It’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. They’ll have to call the cops, sign a death certificate, pick out clothing, buy a tomb stone, a casket, pick out flower arrangements, and more; All for their child’s funeral. The morning of your funeral, everyone who loves you is wearing black. Tears are streaming down their face, while their heart is breaking. Everyone who you thought didn’t need you, or didn’t care, are waiting in line to see you. They aren’t waiting in line at a party, or a graduation, or at a wedding reception. They’re waiting to see you, hands folded, lifeless, in a casket.

Before you decide to take your life, think of everyone you will be hurting. Don’t you dare say no one, because absolutely everyone will be affected. Your grandparents, won’t have a grandchild anymore. Your parents, won’t have a child anymore. Your brother or sister, won’t have a sibling anymore. Your pet, won’t have an owner anymore. That person you sit next to in class, won’t feel your presence anymore. Your teacher, won’t have a student anymore. That time your grandparents told you no, will haunt them forever, thinking it is their fault, that you are now dead. That time your parents yelled at you, will haunt them forever, thinking if they didn’t yell at you, you would still be here. That time your sibling said they hated you, will hate themselves, because they believe you would still be alive if they said they loved you instead. Those kids who made you feel bad, will wish they were dead too, because if they just smiled at you instead, you would be here. That teacher that said you didn’t meet her expectations, will feel like a failure, because you would still be here, if she believed in you. Everyone, who has ever been in your presence, will hurt, because if they showed you they cared, you would still be here.

Before you decide to take your life, think. Don’t just think of yourself, think of the consequences for everyone else. No one’s life will be the same again. That person who God made specially for you, won’t have you. That happiness that was waiting for you, will never show again. Before you decide to take your life, realize that you may be ending your pain, but you’ll be starting a lifetime of everyone elses.

If you are feeling alone, and think that suicide is the only way out:

My ask is open, and I’m always here. I’ll never judge you. I’ll try to help you.

If you are thinking of taking your life, call:

1-800-784-2433

1-800-SUICIDE

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oh yeah, Ashton is tWENTY YEARS OLD 

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Thank you for 200 followers everybody :) Means a lot to me :)

-Kate xx

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I'm a girl and I don't understand when girls ignore their s/o because of something they think they did wrong and don't even tell their s/o what they think they just ignore them and get pissed off like why would you do that 999999% of the time you're wrong.

Source: EVERY ROMANTIC FILM EVER

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is it just me or can other people just look at a picture of like someones foot or hand and just know they are skinny and beautiful

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I keep forgetting that 5sos are actually famous

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"I have a really fun night tonight, but I should probably head home sometime soon. It's getting late."

"What if you just stayed?"

"What do you mean?"

"What if you just stayed for the night?"

"For the night? With two guys?"

"For the night."

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"Wanna head upstairs?"

"No thanks."

"Come on, I promise it'll be worth your time."

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Daddy 5SOS

Ashton:

Calum:

Luke:

Michael:

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Ashton would be the kind of dad that would leave the house for twenty minutes for the first time since the birth of your child and immediately shouting, "DADDY'S HOME" when he walks in the door because he's been waiting for so long to finally say those words and mean it.

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He looks like a bunny having an orgasm.

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Luke is 18 in three weeks.