#141- He Sneaks Into Your House In The Middle Of The Night
Ashton: "What the hell are you doing?" you whispered aggressively as Ashton stood at your back door. "I missed you," he smiled, taking your hands and walking inside. He forced his lips to yours and you softly pushed him away. "Cool it, Romeo. My parents are upstairs," you told him. Ignoring you, he lifted your tiny frame onto the counter. What was with him today. Your eyebrows shot up as if to ask him what he's doing. "I'm in a loving mood, babe, don't fight it," he said quietly. You half-heartedly rolled your eyes with a smile on your face, so he knew you were joking. He gently kissed your forehead and that's how the rest of your night went. You two talked for hours, thankfully not waking up your parents. As the sun rose, Ashton left as to not get in trouble at his own house. The memories of that night were often thought of, but kept private between you two.
Luke: "Don't you dare come over here," you warned Luke over the phone, giggling a little. "Why not?" he asked innocently. "It's past midnight," you sighed. "That's not a good enough reason," he said playfully. You two talked for a couple more minutes before you had to hang up, having an early morning practice tomorrow. You quietly went downstairs to get a glass of water when there was a soft tapping on your kitchen window. "What did I tell you?" you scolded, opening the window. "Come on, Baby, it's cold out here," he pouted. You regrettably let him in and allowed him to follow you to your room. "Why did you feel the need to come here?" you raised your eyebrows. "I just missed you," he smiled, dragging you over to him and lightly kissing you. "You're going to miss your teeth, too, if you don't get out." Your eyes fell on your brother standing in the doorway, protectively. "Sorry, Y/B/N. Bye, Y/N," Luke smiled and waved before quickly leaving. Your brother smirked and went to his room very pleased about the effect he had on your boyfriend.
Michael: Sure, Michael had snuck over before. Had you ever snuck him over while he was drunk? No. And you never wanted to again. "Y/N, you're like, really pretty," he tried to whisper. You rolled your eyes and shushed him, telling him to sit on the bed while you called Ashton. "Hello?" he groaned. "You better come pick up your friend before my father wakes up and kills him," You said sternly. "Y/N, it's two in the morning," he seemed more awake now. "You're the one who told him about the party and he can't stay here!" "Fine. I'll be there soon," he said, hanging up. "Come on," you said, trying to hoist Michael up from your bed. "You know what, Babe," he mumbled. "Tell me tomorrow," you sighed, pulling him downstairs to wait for Ashton. As he pulled into your driveway you began to lead Michael to the car. "Dude, you're so gone," Ashton laughed. You lightly scowled at him and he smiled. "Alright, big guy, say goodbye to Y/N." Michael brought you into his chest and kissed the top of your hear, trapping you in a bear hug. Ashton pried him off of you and pushed him into the car. "Bye, Y/N! I love you!" Michael yelled as they left. You got inside and your father was awake, waiting for an explanation.
Calum: You gripped your pillow as you rocked back and forth gently, jumping at the thunder. You had gotten into a bad argument with Calum and told him to laeve, and the bad storm wasn't helping regulate your emotions. Squeaky sneakers moved in your hallway and you just figured it was brother. When your door creaked open, though, you hadn't expected to see Calum. "I thought I told you to leave," You said quietly. "How could I knowing you were angry with me?" he admitted. "I knew you'd be worried with the storm and all," he said shyly. Another boom of thunder came and you instinctively buried your face into your pillow. Calum came to the side of your bed and put his hand on your arm. "It's alright, babe, I'm here," he said. You wrapped your arms around him and he cradled you making you feel incredibly safe. "Your mom's here, I better go," he said, hearing her car in the driveway and knowing very well he wasn't supposed to be here when she wasn't. "I don't care," you said as he tried to detach himself from you. He smiled, knowing you aren't angry with him anymore, and nodded. "Anything you want."
