Ashton:
You stood at the end of the aisle. This was it. It was the big day. The day you was going to get married to the love of your life, Ashton. A large bouquet of specially made lilies were in your hands. Their smell calmed your soul and you glanced up at the alter where you could see your soon-to-be husband's curly hair flopping messily. You smiled and took a step forward. This was it. You were soon-to-be Mrs IrwinCalum:
You and Calum were in Thailand because the band were doing a tour there. Hand in hand you had walked through a temple. Now you were bent over touching the pink leaves of the lotus flower. Calum bent down next to you."What we looking at?" He asked and you pointed at it.
"A lotus flower. It lives in a swampy sort of area but eventually grows into a beautiful flower." You explained.
"Oh so it's like you then?" You smiled at the cheesy phrase and captured Calum's lips in a tender kiss.
Luke:
Being the childish couple that you are, you and Luke had decided to take a stroll though a nearby park. He fell back as you carried on walking on the concrete path. A tap on the shoulder shook you out of your daydream and you turned around. Luke stood in front of you a single daisy resting between his thumb and pointer finger. Your heart swooned at the simple gesture. You smiled and began to pick it up but Luke's hand slapped yours away. Quietly he placed it behind you ear, grabbing your hands he leaned in saying."You're always so beautiful." And he kissed you with passion.
Michael:
Tiredly you opened yours and Michael's house after a day of hard work. Michael was "on tour" and you missed him dearly. You stepped through the doorframe and smelt the familiar smell of Michael. Glancing down you noticed a line of red roses trailing up the stairs. Following them it lead you into your bedroom where a huge bouquet sat on a freshly made bed. A little white note said.To Y/n. Love Mikey xxx
Suddenly a pair of lips met your collar bone.
"Hi baby girl. Missed me?" A certain green-eyed man asked and felt your whole body melt into his.
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