(ALL HIS POV)
Ashton:
"Sometimes I'm feeling like I'm going insane, My neighbour told me that I got bad brains"
It was ongoing. This feud between my neighbour Y/N and I. Although does it really count as a feud if one of you like the other? She was beautiful really, the way the sun made her eyes shine like they were alight with the fire of a million stars. She had moved in about a year ago, the second I saw her I knew I was a goner, she would be the death of me with those perfect lips of hers. Then all of a sudden an argument started between us, something about a tree, and then that was the end of that dream as we have hated each other ever since. Well, she's hated me - I've been in love with her. She's out in her garden now, sitting down by her pool and sunbathing.
"You know Ashton," her voice calls to me, making my head whip towards her tanned figure, "you have bad brains mate, need to get that fixed yeah?" She tells me, leaning back and enjoying the sunshine. I laugh at her, making her peer over at me curiously.
"Oh honey, I'm not the one that needs to get fixed out of us," I tell her with a chuckle, making her scowl at me.
The conversation seems to end there, making me regret talking to her like that - she didn't deserve that.
"I'm going insane," I mumble to myself, walking back inside of my house to wallow on my own self pity.
Calum:
"My girlfriend's bitchin' 'cause I always sleep in"
"Calum get up please!" Y/N whines as I groan and bury my head back into my pillow. She groans back at me and places her forehead on the centre of my back, wrapping her arms around my torso.
"Baby..." I mumble, flipping is over so that I'm lying on my stomach and she's still hovering over me, "don't make me get up," she laughs and cuddles into my chest, my hands playing with the tips of her hair lazily.
"Ok but if you're late to the studio it'll be your fault." She tells me, her own eyes slowly shutting. I nod and turn to my side, pulling her with me, so that we can both relish in the warmth from our blankets. Her fingers trace patterns on my back, later moving to run her fingers over the tattoos littering my body. I glance down at her sleeping body, her hair falling in her face, lips slightly parted and her eye lids fluttering ever so slightly. I lean down and press my lips against her nose, making it crinkle up in the process.
"I love you baby," she looks up at me and smiles, running her finger along the edge of my lips, her eyes focused on the shape of them.
"I love you too cal-pal."
Mr-going-from-honey-to-bitchin-real-quick:
"When you've got bigger plans that no one else understands"
Y/N and I were just laying on our couch, beers in hand, the worn out tv placed hastily in the very corner of the room showing purely static. Her head was rested on my chest because she claimed she could hear my heart better. My spare hand was running up and down her back, lightly brushing her skin.
"Ok, but where are we gonna live?" Y/N asks, lifting her head up and looking I to my with those mesmerising eyes. We were talking about our future.
"Uh, how about L.A?" I offer, looking up to the ceiling in concentration. She nods against my chest, but then looks around our dingy apartment with her nose crinkled in distaste,
"But Luke, how do you think we're gonna pay for that? Look around you, we aren't exactly living in the lap of luxury..." She says, eyeing the beat up mini fridge we picked up from the street. I chuckle and kiss her forehead,
"Don't worry babe I'll find a way to make our dreams come true." She looks at me again, her eyes soft as she leans up and places her lips against mine in a gentle kiss.
"If we're living in a perfect world," I begin, "the band will take off and then we'll be 'living in the lap of luxury' as you put it" I muse to her. These times are my favourite, just sitting with her mindlessly dreaming about our future.
"I have no doubt that you'll find a way Luke, you always do."
Michael:
"They say we're losers and we're alright with that"
"You stupid kids! Get outta here!" The man whose wall we just graffitied yells at us, shooing us away with violent hand gestures and a snarl on his face. Y/N and I both run away laughing, eventually slowing down to catch our breath - both of us clutching at our stomachs from laughing so hard. We walk down the dark alley silently, our hands linked together in between us. I look down and notice the blue paint on my hand from the paint can. I grin wickedly and turn to Y/N, her innocent expression facing me. I bring my hand up to her face, as if I were to caress her cheek. Instead, however, I run my finger along her cheekbone, leaving behind a blue line of paint. She gasps and pins me against the brick wall next to us, smearing her own hand across my face leaving a big blue smudge.
"You're a loser," I laugh at her, kissing a trail up her neck, feeling the laugh vibrate up her throat - lagging for a second before escaping her mouth, the sound bright and bubbly. She pulls me away from her neck and brings my face parallel to her own. She kiss my lips, the blue paint mixing with our salvia creating a horrible taste, but if it meant kissing her I'd suffer through it. She pulls away slightly and mumbles against my lips,
"But somehow, I think I'm ok with that,"
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Hello my unicorns!
So can we just take a second for SKH?!
ITS MOTHER FUCKING PERFECT
AND WHEN MIKEY SHOUTS OUT "WE'RE GONNA BE OK" MY HEART MELTS
OMFG. CANT. BREATHE.
Anyways though sorry if it's been a while since I've updated, had it? Idk if it had so you tell me
Aaaaaaaanyways
Love you guys
Remember hugs not drugs
Peace out
-Sky xx
