#7 He asks you to move in
Ashton:
Once again you had spent another night at Ashton’s flat and had to leave in basically the early hours of the morning to get to school on time. You basically lived at Ashton’s flat when he was home from tour. You just couldn’t bear to spend any time away from him when he was home. As you tried to unravel yourself from Ashton’s warm arms, he grumbled and made it even more difficult for you to leave Ashton.
“Babe, don’t go! I’ll drive you to school!” He whined.
“Ash I need to get my stuff. It’s all at home.” You said sadly. You really just wanted to spend all your days in bed with Ashton not letting him leave for tour.
“This is home.”
“This is your home.” You corrected him.
“What if I want it to be your home too?” He asked shyly.
“I’d like that.” You kissed him lightly.
“We’ll get your stuff after you get back from school.” You happily fell back asleep in your boyfriend’s arms.
Michael:
You had been spending a lot of time at Michael’s flat lately since he had been back from tour. It had gotten to the point where you had run out of clothes and starting to your laundry in his flat. You found yourself keeping your perfume and shampoo at his place. You barely ever had to go back to your place and when you did you were just picking up clothes or things you needed for work. You were laying on the couch browsing tumblr when he came into the room with a smirk on his face.
“Babe, so I was looking in my closet and it has been overrun with your stilettos.” He said with a smirk.
“I’m sorry, I’ll move them if you want me too.” You said quickly feeling bad.
“No no no no no, what I’m trying to say is that I like having them there. And I’d like to have all your shoes in my closet.”
“Michael? Are you telling me that you want to start wearing my shoes?” You said laughing.
“Y/N please stop being difficult! I want you to be here all the time so that the place will smell lovely and we could get a pet and everyday I’ll know that no matter how awful my day was that I’ll be able to go home and see your beautiful face and everything will be okay. Please move in with me. It would make me so fucking happy.” He said running out of breath.
You jumped up and wrapped your legs around his torso while attacking his face with kisses. He stumbled back and hit the couch. He took your affectionate attack as a yes.
Calum:
You had gotten to join Cal on tour and you both loved every moment of it. He could enjoy tour more because he wasn’t busy missing you. You spent all your time laughing and snogging your super fit boyfriend. You were both so sad when tour was almost over.
“Can you believe tomorrow is the last show? We’re going to have to go home.” You said sadly while tracing the lines of Calum’s tattoo in the small space of his tour bunk.
“I almost can’t believe you were scared to go on tour in the first place! But, I think it’ll be good to be back home. I miss mum and Mali and stuff.”
He said while stroking your hair.
“Yeah I miss home too but I’ll miss being with you all the time.” You said sadly.
“I don’t think that’s gonna be a problem.”
“Calum Thomas Hood! Are you saying you’re tired of spending time with me?” You said in a joking voice.
“No, exactly the opposite. As soon as we get back, I’m having a key made for you. I don’t ever want to sleep without you babe.” You snuggled deeper into his chest and slept happily knowing that you can spend every night in his arms.
Luke:
Luke and you decided to spent the night in your uni dorm because you felt bad constantly sleeping at his flat that he shared with the boys. You hadn’t been in your dorm in a while and you had forgotten how small and cramped it was. You and Luke had to squeeze to fit in your twin sized bed and your roommate was snoring so annoyingly loud.
“Babe, no offense but this place sucks.” Luke said with a laugh.
“Tell me about it! This place is so freaking tiny! And you wonder why I spend so much time at your flat.”
“I thought you spent so much time at my flat because you just can’t get enough of me?” He said cheekily.
“That might have something to do with it…”
“How about we never do this again?”
“I can’t live at your flat!”
“Why not? The boys don’t mind it at all and I cannot spend anymore time in this cement walled prison with one tiny window and shared toilets.” You chuckled at Luke’s disgust of uni life.
“Hmm, that sounds nice. I was never a huge fan of shared toilets.”
