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Calum: ('ve got your name tattooed in an arrowheart)

Calum ran off the stage chasing you as you cried. He hoped dearly that you wasn't going to say those words he dreaded. Especially after he tattooed your name on his chest. He panted as he caught up with you, grabbing your wrist and spinning you around. His warm chocolate brown eyes met your tear filled ones as he let out a sob. "Y/N? Whats going on, babe?", he asked as he hugged you. "I feel lost and alone", you whispered. "Why? What happened?", he asked worried. "Us", you mumbled. Calum dragged you towards his and the boys' dressing room and sat down on the couch as he placed you on his lap. "What happened between us?", he asked as a few tears fell from his eyes. You shook your head, trying to get away from this awful moment and feelings. "You need to tell me, Y/N! This can't be fixed itself", he said hugging you even closer. You sighed as you wiped away his tears and looked him in the eyes. "I love you, Calum, and you know that. But lately I've been feeling alone and you never called me! I've missed you and it's hard without you. You are never home and I never get the comfort I need", you cried. Calum eyes widened. "Were you going to break up with me after the concert?", he asked. You nodded and cried even harder. "I'm sorry Calum", you whispered crying softly. He hugged you even tighter, if that was possible as you cried into his shoulder. "Shh, don't worry babe. We can fix this. If you still love me we can fix this", he said running his hand up and down your back. "I'm sorry", he said kissing you on your pink lips after he tilted your head up. "I love you and I promise I will be a better boyfriend from now on, but please don't make me regret that tattoo. "I love you too", you whispered, regretting ever thinking about breaking up with him. 

Michael: (If I showed up with a plane ticket and a shiny siamond ring with your name on it)

You and Michael had been in France for about two days and you were having a great time with your boyfriend. You had been everywhere with Michael, exploring every corner of France. Today Michael told you that both of you were going to see the Eiffel Tower and maybe get up there, but you knew it would be a long line of people waiting to get up as well. "Michael, you ready?", you called out in the hotel suite. "Yeah, babe! I'm almost ready, give me a minute", he answered you. You sighed as you laid back in bed. What's taking so long? Michael came out from the bathroom just in time and the two of you headed out. The distance from your hotel and the Eiffel Tower was short, so the two of you decided to walk. Once you and Michael arrived, you saw the big line that waited in front of the big beautiful tower, just as you expected. "C'mon!", Michael said dragging you to the front. "Mikey! We can't sneak! It's mean of us to do so when they've waited longer than us!", you exclaimed. "Relax, Y/N! I've got this", Michael smirked. You sighed as you followed him to the front. A guard stood there and looked at the both of you mischievously. You were so in trouble, you thought for yourself. "Michael!", the guard exclaimed happily. "Glad you could make it in time", he said, his french accent thick in his voice. Michael let out a laugh as you looked at him dumbfounded. "My friend Alex aka the guard of the Eiffel Tower fixed so we could have dinner at the top of the tower", Michael smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "So we get to go up first?", you asked, a big smile planted on your face. They both nodded. "Let's go", Alex spoke.

After an hour of you and Michael eating delicious food on top of the Eiffel tower, the sun had disappeared and the two of you were dancing slowly under the stars. "I love you, Y/N!", Michael murmured in your ear. You smiled. "I love you, too!", you whispered. Suddenly Michael let go of you and grabbed a little box from the back of his pocket. He went down on one knee, opening the box revealing a beautiful ring. An engagement ring. "We've been together for so long and I've loved you since day one. I know we've had our ups and down, but you and I, we are meant to be. You make me feel giddy, which means that you are special, because lets face it – I'm punk rock. I'm not supposed to feel giddy about a girl. So as I'm standing on top of the romantic Eiffel Tower, with you, my beautiful girlfriend, I wanted to ask you to marry me! Y/N, will you marry me?", he smiled. You let the tears fall with a gasp and nodded quickly bringing Michael into a hug. "Yes, I will marry you!".

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