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HE GETS YOU MAD, BUT MAKES IT UP TO YOU...

Luke: Lately, Luke had been driving you mad. It was like he was doing everything to press all of your buttons, thinking you'd never actually get mad at him. See, the thing was that you take things very easily, you don't really care what other people think or say, and that was what probably made Luke thing you'd never get mad at him. But he was wrong. You were beyond pissed, you were using all of your strengths not to leave him, because you knew better than that; but you were mad. "Babe, please open the door," he said, knocking on your bedroom door. "No, Luke, you're sleeping on the couch," you replied firmly, hearing his footsteps getting further away from the door, he knew he had screwed up. The next morning, you woke up to the smell of pancakes filling the house, making your way to the kitchen, only to find Luke baking. You cleared your throat, making him turn his attention from the oven to you. "Good morning," he smiled. "Morning," you said, walking closer to him. "Look, (Y/N), I know I screwed up, and I'm sorry; I'm an idiot. I promise I'll never do it again. I was going to take these on bed for you, but you woke up earlier and kind of ruined the surprise," he looked deeply into your eyes. "It's okay, Luke, I was just mad," you answered, giving him a kiss on the lips. Instantly, he kissed you back, wrapping his arms around your waist, and you tugging on his shirt, pulling him closer to you. "Luke," you broke the kiss and he groaned, "You're going to burn the pancakes,". He shoved you off of him and turned back to the pancakes, stealing a peck from your lips once in a while.

Ashton: You were walking home from work alone, a little bit scared, to be honest. There was basically no one but you on the street, and all that you wanted to do was get home to Ashton. Slowly, you heard footsteps from behind getting closer and closer to you, walking even faster to get away from whoever was coming. Lets face it; you're alone on a desert street and someone's getting closer and closer to you, you'll probably think it was a rapist. So, that's why when the person put a hand on your shoulder, you yelled and jump, planning on running as far away as possible. But, you weren't expecting the person to grab your waist and kiss you; and you definitely weren't expecting that the person's lips would be so familiar. "Hey babe," the voice whispered, once he broke the kiss. "Fuck you, Ashton," you yelled, punching his chest, "You scared the shit out of me, I almost had a heart attack,". Normally, you'd just laugh about it, but, today, you were stressed. "Woah, sorry, I just thought I'd surprise you. I was coming out of the studio and saw you walking home alone," he said, putting his hands up as if to say 'I'm not guilty'. "Yeah, well, you could've called me, or yelled my name," you said, walking away from him. "(Y/N), c'mon, you can't be seriously pissed at me for that," he yelled back, chasing after you. "Well, I am," you said, turning to face him. The instant you did that, he put one arm around your waist, and the other one cupped your cheek, leaning in and kissing you passionately. You gave in, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with his hair; smiling into one of the best kisses you've ever had. "I'm sorry," he whispered against your lips. "It's okay," you whispered back, kissing him again.

Michael: You sighed; all he did was play video games. You didn't mind Michael's love for his games, but you liked attention once in a while; you were his girlfriend after all. "Michael," you said, standing in front of the TV. "Babe, you're blocking my view," he said, and you sighed, stepping aside. "I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies tonight, or just go out," you started, looking at your feet. "I don't know, I really want to beat this score, and it might take a while," he said, not taking his eyes off of the game. It was a good thing he didn't look at you, though, 'cause that meant he didn't see the look of hurt and disappointment on your face after he said those words. "Oh, okay... I'll be at the bedroom, then", you said, leaving the room. You just walked around the room, trying not to cry, and wondering why you were even that sad, he had the rights to not want to go out with you. "(Y/N)?", you heard his voice ask. "Yeah?", you asked, not turning to face him, and trying to hide the hurt in your voice. "Babe," he whispered against your neck, wrapping his arms around you, "I'm really sorry". "I know," you sighed, "But I just wish I'd spend more time with you,". "I know, it's just that, I'm kinda of addicted to games," he said, kissing up and down your neck. "Yeah, I've noticed that," you laughed, throwing your head on his shoulder to give him more access. "But I'll spend more time with you now," he bit down on your sweet spot, earning a moan from you, "And I'll do things to you that I can't do to my video games," you both chuckled as you turned to kiss him.

Calum: Calum was a joker, everyone knew that. But that didn't mean that you were okay with him making jokes about you to the boys all the time. Once in a while they were funny, and you'd laugh along with him; but he was doing it more and more often, and it was annoying you. "Oh, and there was that one time that (Y/N) -," Calum started, but you got up, leaving his side and saying. "I think I'm going to walk for a little while, okay?", you didn't even wait for an answer as you exited the bus, leaving the boys and your confused boyfriend behind. You walked for a while around the bus, and saw that some fans were waiting for the boys next to it. "Hey, (Y/N)!", they smiled as you approached them. "Hey there," you smiled weakly back. "What are you doing here?", they asked. "I needed some air," you lied, "It's hard to be stuck in that bus; I have no idea how the boys do it,". They laughed and nodded, mumbling something about 'Gus Bus'. "I think you and Calum are the cutest couple ever," one of them spoke up and you blushed. "Why, thank you," you smiled. Suddenly, they all looked as if they had seen a ghost, looking directly behind you. "What? Is there something behind me?", you asked, turning around to see Calum looking sorry in front of you. "Girls, would you mind if I steal (Y/N) from you for a little while?", he asked, smiling at them as they mumbled words that formed a "It's okay". He pulled you to a corner, hugging you as he messed with your hair. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "It's okay," you said. "No, I know it's not. I shouldn't make so many jokes about you," he said, kissing the top of your head. "It's okay, Cal, really," you smiled, breaking the hug to look in his eyes, "How did you find out?". He chuckled a bit, looking down. "Liz was listening to our conversation, she came in a little while after you left and gave me a huge scolding on how I should stop making so many jokes about you and treat you better," he blushed and you pecked his cheeks. "It's okay, babe; really. Now you should go talk to those fans," you smiled. "No," he said and you looked confused at him, "We should go talk to the fans," he took your hand, smiling, and you went to talk to them.