Ashton:
You chucked your heavy English books onto the small desk in the noisy hall. The noise quietened down once the professor walked in. A latecomer ran up the steps and slipped into the chair next to you. His curly hair was messy, a SnapBack sat neatly on his head and his laces were untied.
"What's happened so far?" He asked. You rolled your eyes and looked down at your notes.
"Nothing yet." He nodded and pulled out a coffee mug.
"Welcome class to the wonderful world of English." He turned his back us and wrote something on the huge whiteboard.
"What do you think when you see this word?" LOVE. Was written on the board, all of the girls hands shot up.
"Wonderful."
"True love."
"Painful." Your voice rang through the hall making everyone turn and look at you. The teacher lowered his glasses and squinted up to stare at you, "Why would you say that..." You coughed."Y/n." He nodded.
"Why would you say that Y/n?" You glanced at all the faces staring at you and spoke up again.
"It's all great at the beginning but everything falls apart when they cheat on you." You spat. The professor's eyes widened and he hurried back to the board.
"Anyway turn to page 54 in your books." Angrily you flipped the pages of your book. You felt someone nudge your arm and you turned to meet two hazel eyes, he smiled making dimples dip in his cheeks.
"I wouldn't cheat on you..."
Calum:
You were close friends with the boys in the frat house and you guys were dared to climb up one of the dorms and leave traffic cones along the roof. So here you were attempting to climb up the side of a building with heavy cones on our backs.
"We're nearly there!" You heard Luke call from right next to you. Calum smiled at you, making your body shiver. Yes you liked him but not that you'd ever tell him that. It would ruin your friendship. A couple of seconds later you had climbed over the lip on the edge of the building, followed by the boys. You all placed your cones down and overlooked the view of your Uni. Michael was the first to climb down, then Ashton and then Luke. Calum slipped behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.
"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?" He whispered, you hummed in response, trying to forget his hot breath on your neck.
"But it's not as beautiful as you." He said cheekily, spinning you round and leaning in, softly kissing you on the lips, and slowly starting to make out.
"Y/n? Cal? You up here? We need to go, Ashton thinks he can see the lights from something." You heard Luke whisper/yell up to you. You quickly broke apart, smiling.
"We'll finish this off later." He whispered into your ear before climbing backdown the building.
Luke:
Frat Parties. One of the main parts of going to this messed up place. Your best friend had dragged you here because she wanted to go, you were happy studying for finals but somehow ended outside the huge house, walls shaking with the bass. Once your friend knocked, a tall blonde boy blocked your path, teeth clothing ink his lip ring.
"Y/BFF/n." He cheered, standing away from the doorframe and allowing you to pass through. In a matter of minutes, Y/BFF/n had wandered off. Leaving you alone with your thoughts.
"Y/n is it?" Someone said, handing you a cup, cautiously you took it, taking a tiny sip before look up and seeing the blonde boy from earlier. You nodded.
"I don't think we've met before." He said, picking your hand up and kissing it.
"I'm Luke."
Michael:
Your fingertips trailed along the books until you reached the one you wanted, you slipped it out and sat back down at the table you had claimed, you slipped your glasses on and began reading.
"I'm sorry can I sit here?" A voice trembled, you looked up, pushing your glasses back up your nose to meet eyes with Michael, a boy in a couple of your classes. You sat there, staring at each other before you broke it off.
"Yeah-h er sure." You said, rushing to move your stuff off the table but pushing a couple of books off the side and onto the floor.
You both lunged, hands touching, you looked up, noses touching.
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?" He whispered, his hot breath washing over your face.
"I would let you." He wasted no time in smashing his lips to yours.
"So do you like me then?" You asked as he grabbed onto your hand.
He connected your lips again, making you sigh in relief.
This was the life.
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