1D & 5sos One Shots

I Have a Girlfriend [Malum]

ASHTYN

•WHAT•

I Have a Girlfriend [Malum]~

Michael's POV:

It was so unfair.

How come SHE got to be with him and not me?

I hated it. Sitting, watching them. But I did it anyway. I was just really bitter.

Taytum and Calum- the perfect couple. Yet we're oh-so-cute the way they cuddled and how they were so in love. It made me sick. I was so fucking in love with Calum. The only thing that stopped me from shoving him up against a wall and sucking his face off was the fact that I just wanted him to be happy. Even if it wasn't with me.

Right now they were sitting in a chair meant for one person, Taytum on Calum's lap. It's not that I didn't like Taytum. I loved Taytum! She was such a sweetheart, and super funny. Best of all she made Calum happy.

I was too zoned out thinking about how gorgeous Calum was to notice when he took his girlfriend upstairs. Oh yeah, he's straight.

Fuck my life.

Calum's POV:

"So Calum," my beautiful girlfriend said. The most beautiful girl in the world. The girl I was in love with.

"So Taytum," I answered.

"We should go out tonight,"

"We should,"

"Okay, so just meet me, like, down stairs in four hours," she instructed. With that got up to leave. Dammit. I was looking forward to that make out session.

**************

Four hours later I was sitting in our living room, waiting for my girlfriend, just like she told me to.

I laid back on the couch and stared up at the ceiling. When the door opened I immediately sat up, hoping to see Taytum. Instead it was Michael stumbling into the room, looking like he'd been pushed.

The door behind him was slammed shut and we could here the lock click.

Michael began to pound on the wood. "LET US OUT YOU PRICKS!"

"No way!" Came Ashton's voice.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Luke laughed from the other side of the door. Then there was Taytum. "Calum, babe, I'm breaking up with you!"

My heart dropped. "WHAT?? WHY?!" I banged on the wood. "What's going on?!?"

"Don't take it personally," she said. "You and Mikey are just so hopelessly in love with each other- you two just need to fuck!" My own girlfriend wants me to have sex with my best friend.

"I was going for more along the lines of 'make love' rather than fuck," said Luke.

"Y-you what?" Michael stuttered.

"Just screw each other and we'll let you out!"

Michael looked over at me. He just gave me this look. It was like he was actually considering it!

"No way!" I cried.

"Yes way!" Taytum retorted.

Michael was still giving me that look as he took a step toward me.

"M-Michael," I couldn't believe what was happening. "I have a girlfriend."

"It's the only way we'll ever get out of here," he was pressing me up against a wall now. "Calum you know you want to," and that's when I realized that I did. Michael's eyes were all dark and sexual and the way he was talking- it made my knees week.

And I had never wanted anyone more in my entire life.

I pressed my lips against his and he didn't waste any time kissing back. I slid my hands into his white hair and his found their way down to my arse. Michael lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist.

He fell back onto the couch so I was straddling him and tugged my shirt over my head. Kissing his neck, I pulled his v-neck off of his body.

"Calum," he moaned as I started to give him a hickey.

"Michael," I breathed, grinning at the effect I had on him.

"Don't be cheeky," he repositioned me on his waist, lifting me up higher. I could feel his hard on pressing against my inner thigh.

"Someone's excited," I smirked.

"What did I say about being cheeky?"

"Oops," I began kissing him again.

His tongue made it's way into my mouth, not that I was complaining. As I began to unzip his jeans, he let out a long moan into my mouth.

"We need... A condom..." He said breathlessly.

I nodded and pulled the one I had planned on using with Taytum out of my pocket. Michael was down to his boxers and I was still on top of him. He reached to take the condom from me. "Whoa," I said.

"What?"

"Well, I need the condom, not you,"

"Who says?" He challenged.

"I'm not gonna bottom,"

"Yes you are,"

"No I am not," I began grinding my hips against Michael's in an attempt to shut him up.

"Yes you are," he growled. Michael flipped us back onto the couch so I was pinned underneath him, and, let's face it, I'm not stronger than Michael.

"You are so bottoming," he stated.

And I did.

*****

a/n

guise when ashlyn wrote this she was texting me bc

a) separation anxiety we're in two different states 😢

b) she was like HOW TF DO YOU WRTE SMUT

AND THATS A GOOD QUESTION CAUSE ITS ACTUALLY REALLY HARD

IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN

-ashtyn

ok guys i apologize I fucked up and I deleted part of TCOOL so it'll be up later Ashlyn's pissed bc we gotta rewrite ch 2 🙊 anyways ily byyyeeye.