Michael~
It's been a week since you slapped Michael and he stayed true to his word he has made your life a living hell. He basically stalks you, he won't leave you alone he just magically appears wherever the hell you are. Its so f*cking annoying. "Hey sugar how are you?" The too familiar voice asks popping up next to you. "Are you crying?" "N-no." you lie wiping at your eyes. "What's wrong?" "Just go away. Leave me alone!" You snap. "Y/N what's wrong?" He asks sternly which is kind of intimidating. "You wouldn't understand." "Try me." "My best friend is moving away." you say sadly expecting him to laugh at you because that seems to be the type of guy he is, but to your surprise he wraps his arms around you. "That sucks, I'm sorry." he says sadly. "She's almost eighteen she should be able to do whatever the hell she wants and she wants to stay here, but her parents are making her move." "It'll be ok. You guys can skype and text and visit in the summer it'll all work out." "She's moving to a totally different country the timezones are crazy different and she's my best friend. Who am I gonna tell all my secrets to or have sleepovers with, what am I going to do Michael? My life is going to suck without her." you rant. "Hey you have me." "No offense Michael, but you're kind of an ass most of the time." He laughs. "That's because you don't know the real me, no one does, but if you want I'll show you the real me and trust me you'll like him a lot better." You smile as his warm thumbs wipe under your eyes. "You're to pretty to be upset." he mumbles more to himself than anyone. Your smile widens and you wrap your arms around him again. "I already like this Michael better and I've only just met him." He kisses the top of your head and holds you just a little tighter like he doesn't want to let you go. Honestly he doesn't.
Calum~
"Calum! Calum! Where are you going?!" You yell after him. "For f*cks sake Calum wait!" He turns around to face you with his fists clenched. "What the f*ck do you want?!" He snaps. Instead of answering you just tackle him in a hug, it takes him a minute to react, but he does and wraps his arms around you rubbing your back soothingly. "Thank you so much." "You don't have to thank me Y/N it's not that big of a deal." He sighs. "No one has actually ever stood up for me like that ever, so thank you." "Well they should have you don't deserve what they say about you." "Neither do you." "What do you mean?" He asks. "I mean you aren't an 'ass' or a 'f*cking scary shit', you're actually a nice guy that genuinely cares, but you play the tough guy so you don't get hurt. And I totally get it, but someday you are going to have to let someone in Calum, someone will have to break those walls eventually." You say. He leans in to where your foreheads are touching. "Would you like to be the person that breaks my walls Y/N?" He whispers. You connect your lips with his and you wouldn't be surprised if there were f*cking fireworks in the background because there were definitely fireworks in that kiss. Damn he's f*cking perfect was literally the only thing running through your mind.
Ashton~
Ashton is a great f*cking kisser damn,
no no no you can't think that Y/N, this isn't right. You're his tutor.
So what it's not like he gives a shit about school he just wanted you.
Stop this its not right. You know what happens when you fall for guys like him, you're just going to get hurt.
He's not like that.
Bullshit their all like that and you know that, so stop this.
After arguing with your subconscious you push away, but he starts kissing your neck and jaw. "Stop." you breathe. "Stop what? This?" He asks continuing to kiss your neck. "Yes. Stop it. Stop it. I- I can't do this." You scoot back on the counter away from Ashton. "What's wrong Hun?" "I d-don't... we can't... I'm your tutor I..." you stutter. "Oh I get it, you could've just told me you didn't like me instead of kissing me back." "It's not that Ashton I do like you but-" "But what? Oh yeah I'm sorry I forgot you don't hang with people like me. I would ruin your image right? I thought you were different, but you're just as shallow as all the other girls." He snaps. "Ashton it's not like that. I really like you, but I-I fell for a guy once and he had the tattoos, the piercings, the bad boy attitude, and I really liked him, but then he broke my heart and I just can't go through that again." you explain. "But Y/N I'm not him, if I had you I would never let you go." "I don't know..." you say unsurely. "Just give me a chance. And how about this if things aren't working out with us I'll tell you or you tell me and you can break up with me that way it'll be my heart that's breaking not yours?" "You would do that for me?" "I would do a lot for you sugar." He smiles. "Ok, but I'm still your tutor, so let's go learn something." He huffs. "Fine." You smile and jump off the counter. You start teaching him something and every time he gets an answer right you peck his lips making learning more enjoyable for the both of you.
Luke~
"What's your favorite color Luke? I like (Y/F/C) and
(Y/O/F/C). I really like a lot of colors, but those are my favorites what your favorite?" Your drunken self rambles. At first you didn't drink any of the vodka Luke bought, but a couple hours later and the whole bottle is gone, and Luke didn't take more than a sip or two. So you are currently sitting on the beach drunk off your ass with a hot, blonde, really tall, punk rocker that you barely know, but what the hell you're having fun. He smiles at your drunken state. "I like black." he answers. "Technically black isn't a color it doesn't have any piglet.. Wait that's not right. Piglet, pingment, teglet-" "pigment babe, you mean pigment." "Yeah that's what I meant." you smile. "Thanks Lukey!" "Lukey?" "Yeah you have cute little nicknames for me, so now you have one too." He plays with his lip ring . "Don't do that." You order. "Don't do what? Play with my lip ring?" "Yeah it's really hot and it makes me want to push you against a wall and kiss you." He starts to laugh at your bluntness. "What?" You ask. "You're so drunk right now. We need to get you home." "I don't want to go home. I wanna stay here with you." You whine. "C'mon." "No." you say sternly crossing your arms over your chest. "You asked for it." He comes over to you and starts tickling you. "Stop it- I- I can't- breathe." you say between giggles Somehow you manage to wriggle out of his grip and take off running, but it doesn't take him long to catch up with you because he's got really long f*cking legs, but as he reaches for you, you fall and he ends up holding himself above you. Looking into his ocean blue eyes you felt something that sobered you up in a split second. "Kiss me." you whisper. "What?" "I want you to kiss me." He leans in connecting his plump pink lips with yours sending electricity pulsing through your veins and stealing your breathe right out of your lungs. Never have you been kissed like now, looking at Luke you would think he would kiss rough and fast, but it's the total opposite. He kisses slow, passionate, and gentle, but he doesn't go to far no tongue or anything to heated, but it was perfect. PERFECT! "Thank you." he says. "For what?" "For letting me do something I've wanted to do since primary." You smile and so does he, the. He reconnects your lips once again making butterflies erupt in your stomach.
