5sos Preferences He Makes You Cry Novels & Stories

I bet he wanted an autograph or someshit, a picture with one of the city's top business men was sure to get him a lot of likes on TikTok. I wasn't in the mood for small talk, I wasn't in the mood for any fucking thing asides Melissa, I wondered how she was doing in there,her hands always trembled when she was scared or sad and I was always there to hold her hand, but right now I wasn't there beside her holding her hand, reassuring her she wasn't alone. I knew she was reliving hell, opening old wounds inside there, and even tho she had never said anything of her past to me, I'd sometimes find her huddled in a corner crying, I hated this fucking place.

ls David obsessed with me? What the actual f*ck?

I might want to know it all someday, but I’m patient. “No, you deserve something real from me,” he whispered. I couldn’t read his expression, but like the fucking dog I was, I wanted the scraps. Tiny pieces of Elliot. Anything to give him humanity. Anything to explain away the awful behavior. Anything to distract me from my truths. “I’m going to start small if that’s okay,” he eyed me warily. I nodded, waiting for whatever it was he was about to say. “My favorite type of music is angry, screaming shit that gets your blood pumping. The kind of lyrics that resonate with you,” he paused, taking a deep breath, “But....I fucking love Taylor Swift.”

Done pushing over half of the needle into the finger, I retrieved my phone from my back pocket, tapped the screen several times and held it up to him as Cinnamon girl by Lana Del Ray started playing. "Who the hell fancies this kind of music?" I asked with a small frown, staring at the screen. "For two weeks, this has been her favorite. Sometimes, she sheds a damn tear while singing along. At first," I shoved the phone back into my pocket. "I almost lost my mind thinking the song caused her pain. Then I discovered the tears were because she fucking enjoyed it. How does anyone fancy such songs?" Dubrov's wide-eyed stare screamed of disbelief, as though he were trying to decide if I was derange

Too much personality often resulted in problems. Climbing up the stairs to the master bedroom; the largest of all 5; the mild echo is unmissable and forces him to crave some sound. “Alexa, turn on the music please”, he says into the thin air sounding slightly defeated. Ella Fitzgerald’s ‘How High The Moon’ fills the vacant space all over the building and suddenly he feels less alone.

I told myself I need to sleep. NEXT DAY LISA'S POV Don’t make me love you music 🎶🎶🎶 The white foam rose🎶🎶🎶 Why do you keep smiling at me🎶🎶🎶 Making me realize this is a dream🎶🎶🎶 Why is your sad face circling around me?🎶🎶 Really freaky, my heart is mixed up🎶🎶🎶

She was insanely happy when I told her Silas gave her the ticket, she thought it was sold out but then when the Spitfire Strip boys are your friends, they will always find a way. When the show started, 5SOS was their front act. Holy freaking shit 5SOS are really freaking performing in front of me. I feel like I could reach them because they were super close. I noticed that Luke glanced at me, damn his blue eyes are making him sexy. And Ashton's biceps were gracious. They were the ones who stared at me the longest when I was with Milo along the hallways as we were running away to the dressing room. Luke smiled at me before he walks closer to the mic while he fixes his guitar and I just smiled

Special Chapter: Sneak Peak into Norma Johnson's Head two posts in a day?? yes, because tomorrow is Lunar Year Celebration and I'm feeling generous ㅋㅋㅋ ＊ Your sugar. Yes, please Won't you come and put it down on me I'm right here, 'cause I need Little love and little sympathy Yeah you show me good loving Make it alright Need a little sweetness in my life — Maroon 5, Sugar Special Chapter pt.1 "Sneak Peek into Norma Johnson's Head"

Gigs made an attempt to cry after he saw that I never released my phone for him like other times. "I won't give you my phone today! I need to get in touch with Blake as I'm driving. Sorry to break your heart. I love you baby" I said to him and pecked his forehead before dashing out. I rushed to my car and drove off to the airport. Traffic did a little favour for by disappearing very fast. J had been depressed of how I'd get to Blake without spending the whole day on the road. I got to the airport and met Blake snapping pictures and signing autographs. I pitied him as I thought of how long he had been stressed from his fans.

To my dismay, the DJ appears to have my Spotify playlist and I look over at Noah "You didn't," I say and he shrugs with a smirk on his face. The DJ sees me and just like that the first song on my playlist starts to play and I feel like jumping off a damn bridge. Party by Chris Brown blares through the speakers and I feel like crying. God this song has made me do unmentionables. You know what fuck Noah.