5SOS Imagines: The Collection

Key party part 4

PART FOUR

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"No...you didn't kill anyone," You say.

"Yes, we did," Calum replies, ever-so nonchalant. "A groupie. We slept together then I gave her some...stuff to put in her drink. But I guess she took too much. Drug Overdose, dead by next morning. Turns out she was underage, too."

God. Who knew Calum was so messed up?
"And Michael knows about this." You confirm.

"Yes. And now he's threatening to tell everyone." The right thing to do, you want to say.

"You have to tell the police. Admit it was a mistake and turn yourself in."

"No. I'm not going to jail," Calum says. "They're still looking for the reason she took those drugs. They don't know it's me."

"Don't you feel even slightly guilty? You can't let them cover it up as a simple drug overdose.You made it happen, and you owe her family an explanation."

Calum opens his mouth to say something else, but Luke's phone starts to ring. And suddenly everyone is distracted.

"Hello?" Luke answers.

"Help!" You scream at the top of your lungs. "Michael? Is that you?!!"

Ashton, who's sitting next to you, claps a hand over your mouth.

When he hangs up, Luke says: "Michael's looking for us. On top of that, He just heard Y/N screaming and lost his shit."

Calum scowls. "All right, come with me. Ashton, stay here."

When the two of them leave, you smirk at Ashton. "You're the useless one, aren't you? And Luke's the right hand man."

"Don't call me that."

"Or what? Are you going to kill me, too? Your friend? The girl you love?"

He stiffens.

"Yeah, Michael told me about your little crush. I guess he was wrong. But he certainly got the infatuated part right."

"Shut up," he mutters.

"Or what?"

Ashton turns his head, a scowl on his face. Your lips turn up even more at the corners, watching his frustration. But you end up losing the game anyway because he catches you off guard, crushing your lips together. It's not gentle either, more condescending. A dark kind of affection.

His tongue darts around in your mouth, making you gag in disgust. Then as a practiced reflex, you bite Ashton's lower lip and draw blood on purpose. He doesn't jerk away. Instead, he keeps kissing you and the coppery taste moves into your own mouth.

When he's satisfied, he leans back to watch you with cat-like eyes.
"What the fuck?" You exclaim, spitting out the last of his taste.

Ashton carefully touches the cut on his lip. "That was hot," he says like a hormonal teenager. "You're pretty cruel, yourself."

"Go fuck yourself."

"Fucking me isn't my job." He grins. Then his lips turn down, his voice lowering to a serious tone.

"Look, I've got nothing to do with the murder. I'm not even friends with Calum anymore. So I'll tell you everything. I'll even get you out of here. Just spare me the rejection and do what I say until they give up on Michael."

Your jaw drops open for a second as you weigh his words. Ashton is acting so bipolar that you can't decide if you can trust him or not, or if he's good or bad.

Sparing you the time to think it over, Ashton kisses you again.

And this time, you don't bite.

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Lol how long has it even been since I updated this book

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What should I update next