It's a Friday night and the boys have a day off in Sydney, so Luke had lured you all over to his apartment with promises of food and a movie. As the sun begins to set through the picture windows, you watch as Ashton, Luke, and Michael walk out of the kitchen, snacks in hand. You smile to yourself when you realize it's the weekend and you and Calum are both content to just cuddle on the couch, having missed the feeling of simply being with each other after all these months of Skype calls and late night texts. You pull your legs up onto the couch and wrap your arms snugly around his middle, his arm draped over your shoulders as he tells you about all the pranks they'd endured on tour. You laugh tiredly as he shows you pictures of the boys climbing the furniture in one of their dressing rooms as they try to avoid spilling the cups of water that are covering the floor. He leans his head against yours and locks his phone, reaching around you to toss it into your bag. You catch sight of his lock screen and blush slightly when you see it's a picture of you that he'd taken while you were asleep in his bed one morning before he'd left for tour.
"It's sickening how cute you two are," Michael teases you, placing a bowl of chips onto the coffee table.
"Thanks mate," Calum replies with a bright grin on his face, watching as Luke tears open a packet of M&M's.
"Mikey, no sprinkling the crumbs back into the bowl," Ashton glances up from his phone to give Michael a pointed look.
"Seriously, it's so gross," Calum agrees. You sit up to grab some chips as Michael shoots something back that has Ashton in a laughing fit. Calum pulls you back onto the couch, burying his face into your neck as the boys continue to tease him. Stealing a glance over at Michael and Luke, you grin when you see that they're now a mess of tangled limbs, sharing the loveseat to your right. Luke has his arm draped casually over Michael's shoulders, their legs intertwined lazily. You catch Michael's gaze and raise your eyebrows in amusement. He turns to stare at Luke as he begins to say something, smiling openly as his eyes travel from Luke's quiff down to his lips.
"Ash, you should have brought Bryana along," Luke says, looking from Ashton to Michael. You see him grin when he catches Michael staring at him.
"She's got some modelling gig today, it sucks," he replies with a shrug. "I've finally got some time off but now she's too busy," he says. Without even looking at him, you can tell that his mouth is downturned in a small frown, hands running through his curly blonde hair frustratingly.
"You always have us, Ash. Come cuddle with me and Cal if you want?" you offer. Calum lifts his head from its spot on your neck to give Ashton a sympathetic smile, letting his chin rest on your shoulder. Ashton takes a second to lock his phone, shoving it in his pocket before sitting down beside you. You reach for Ashton's hand and fit your fingers between his comfortably. He gives you a dimpled smile, hazel eyes bright with appreciation and says a quiet, "thanks." You give his hand a reassuring squeeze before turning your attention to the movie that's just started playing on the big screen TV.
"Mean Girls again, Luke?" you hear Calum groan next to you.
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You're woken up by Calum gently stroking your face with his warm palm and crooked fingers, realizing that you'd fallen asleep sometime during the night. You reach up with your hand still clasped with Ashton's, using the back of your hand to rub sleepily at your eyes.
"Hey sleepyhead," Calum greets softly, kissing your forehead and letting his plump lips rest against your skin.
"What time is it?" you question, voice still sounding a bit tired.
"Just past eight, I guess the jet lag hit us pretty hard," he chuckles. You hear Ashton snoring lightly next to you and look to Michael and Luke who are snuggled up to each other, sleeping soundly.
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FanfictionThis is the first time I've ever published anything that I've written and it's giving me anxiety, but I love these four dorks, so here you go. Thanks for reading. x