Ashton: Never Be Alone
"I miss you so much." You sniffle into the phone as you huddle underneath your warm blankets. Ashton sighs on the other line. "I can't take being away from you all the time." You wipe the tears away and take a deep breath.
"I know it's pretty crazy, Y/N, but remember when you fall asleep tonight I'm lying under the same stars, okay?" You nod your head, sniffling a bit more at the soothing comment. He knew just what to say to calm you down.
"I know. I just feel so alone right now." You finally break, burying your face into your pillow so you can sob without deafening Ashton.
"Baby, hey, listen to me." You roll over against the phone, letting your far hand reach across the bed and soothe the sheets where Ashton should be laying. "You'll never be alone, Y/N. Listen to me," He begins in a lightly demanding tone, "when you miss me close your eyes, because I may be far but I'm never gone."
Calum: Stitches (AKA my all time favorite Shawn Mendes Song)
"No! You can't do this!" You scream at Calum, grabbing ahold of his shirtsleeve as you try and pull him back to you. The sadness written all over his face rips your heart in two. "Please don't do this. I can't survive without you. You're my savior, my warrior, my lover, please." You plead, stringing words together to try and aid your cause.
"Y/N, I'm sorry."
"No, please Calum." You cry out as he pulls his coat on over his shoulders. Your knees are shaking terribly hard as you find it getting harder and harder to breath. Your hand falls over your heart as you fall to the ground in sadness. His words cut deeper into your body, like knives. "Please." You sob. "Please. You don't understand; if I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches." Calum shakes his head and pulls the door of your home open.
"I'm so sorry." Were his last words before he escapes into the night air. You weep as the reality sets in. But anger takes over your sadness as your find your strength to stand.
You move around the house angrily, throwing stuff and side sweeping vases and photographs from tables. Your hands come up to your head as you grip at your hair, screaming through your teeth and crying.
"Gotta get you out of my head!" You scream to no one. "Baby Please!" You cry out, walking in circles as you pull at your hair. "Gotta get you out of my head!"
Luke: Life Of The Party
"I'm worthless." He cries out into your arms as you hold him. "I'm nothing but a piece of shit. I'm nothing. I'm so sorry I'm nothing." You shake your head and rub his back, taking deep breaths to keep the tears in.
"No. No you're not worthless, you are not nothing." You tell him. "Luke, you don't have to be sorry, we don't have the time for that." You pry his head from the crook of your neck and steady it with your hands. You stare deep into his eyes.
"They all say it, everyone does. They say I'm worthless." He cries out. You now see the tears streaming down his flawless cheeks.
"Baby, please stop. I don't care what them people say, you sure as hell shouldn't. I love everything about you." You begin as you wipe his tears away. "I love how your hair falls when you just wake up in the morning. I love your voice and how that voice touches the lives of many. I love you and I love it when you do what you want cause you just said so." Luke cries into your embrace, burying his head against your chest. "Don't let them keep you down and don't you dare give up."
Michael: A Little Too Much
Fear was one thing you never let Michael see, among other emotions from your hard past. Your friends spoke wonders of how strong and brave you were, but they were all just lies. Lately, those lies were breaking and tearing at the seams. The truth was moments away from hitting Michael's eyes, whether you wanted it to or not. The loss of your dear friend, the stress of your secretarial job, and the bottled up emotions was building up to bubble over.
So now you sit in the darkness of your own room. Tears stream down your cheeks. Your trembling hands cover your bloodshot eyes as your knees knock together. You pull your knees to your chest, hugging them for comfort.
"Y/N." You hear from behind you, which only makes you cry harder. It was just too much too handle at this point. "Baby?" Your sobs are loud and heart breaking for Michael as he kneels beside you and places a warm hand on your shoulder.
"I can't take it anymore. I can't take being the strong one anymore. It's too much." You cry out as Michael pulls you into his embrace. "I can't take bottling my emotions in and pretending that I'm fine, when I'm not."
"Y/N, shhh, you don't have to bottle everything inside." He says, rocking you back and forth in a slow manner. "The hard times are going to clear up, okay? You just have to realize that sometimes this happens. Sometimes it all gets a little too much."
