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Silent treatment

A S H T O N :

Laying flat on your back on the bed, your arms spread wide as you stared up at the ceiling. Silence surrounded you as you stared blankly above, your jaw clenched and your mouth formed in a frown; a knock came from the closed bedroom door and your face turned into a scowl as you lifted your head to look at the piece of wood, your mouth staying closed as you laid your head back onto the bed. Hearing the door open, you ignored it and rolled over on your side, listening as footsteps came closer to the bed. “Baby…” Ashton’s voice was so quiet and timid that it took everything in your power to not roll over on your side and tackle him, but you had to hold your ground. The two of you had an argument earlier and it ended with him telling you to stop being so sensitive and selfish and you storming away and barricading yourself in your bedroom. His hands reached out to grab you and you scooted further away from him, hearing him sigh before the bed dipped. “Y/N I’m sorry,” he whispered, looking down at you. “I didn’t mean it, baby.” Hearing the crack in Ashton’s voice, you let out a sigh of defeat and rolled over to face him. As soon as your eyes landed on him, you knew it was over; you couldn’t stand seeing him upset. Rising to your knees, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed him backwards, kissing his face gently as he giggled from underneath you. “I forgive you,” you whispered once you pulled away causing Ashton to grin and place a chaste kiss on your lips. 

C A L U M :

"Babe! I’m home!" You called out to the quiet house, slipping your shoes off and hanging your jacket up. Placing your bag onto the counter, your eyebrows furrowed when you heard the sounds of the TV from the living room, and you walked in to see Calum sitting on the couch. "Cal?" You asked, walking over to him. He completely ignored your presence as he kept his eyes forward, his attention fully on the television. Narrowing your eyes at him, you sat down next to him, your mouth falling open when you watched him slide over to the next cushion. Your jaw clenched as you crossed your arms over your chest, glaring at your boyfriend as he changed the channel. "Are you fucking ignoring me?!" You asked angrily, your nostrils flaring. Calum said nothing as he stood up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. Angrily, you followed him and slammed your hand against the counter. "Calum can you fucking answer me!" You yelled, and Calum shut the refrigerator door roughly. "You didn’t kiss me goodbye," he said, hurt evident in his voice. You face blanched and your chest tightened, a laugh escaping your throat as you looked at your boyfriend, cackling loudly as you held her chest. "That’s why you’re mad at me?" You asked in between laughs. Calum just stood there, his lips forming into a pout. "Aw baby," you cooed, walking towards him and wrapping your arms around his neck. "Let me make it up to you," you whispered before leaning up on your toes, pressing your lips roughly against his.

L U K E :

"Y/N, babe, wait talk to me!" Ignoring Luke’s pleading, you threw your coat down onto the ground as you walked into the house, slipping your heels off quickly before storming into the bedroom. Slamming the door behind you, you quickly walked over to your vanity and sat down; hastily you took out your earrings and unclasped your necklace before standing up. The bedroom door opened and Luke shuffled in, his blue eyes watching you timidly as you tried to unzip your dress. Chuckling under his breath, he pointed at the zipper. "Need help with that?" Turning your head so that you could glare at him, you gave him a look before walking into the adjoining bathroom causing Luke to sigh before following you. "Baby, please talk to me," he murmured, walking behind you and grabbing your waist. "At least tell me what you’re thinking?" You stopped your movements when you felt his lips on your neck, goosebumps flushing across your arms as you reflexively tilted your head to the side slightly, allowing him more access. "She was all over you," you whispered, and Luke tensed. Wrapping his arms around you, he pulled away from your neck much to your displeasure. "Y/N," he said quietly, turning you around in his arms so that he could look at you. "She doesn’t matter, okay? I’m in love with you and nobody will ever change that." Looking into his eyes, you nodded your head and smiled softly at Luke who leaned forward and connected your lips. "Only you."

M I C H A E L :

The front door of the house slammed open and you watched, startled, as Michael stormed in. Confused, you placed the magazine that you had been reading down and walked over to him. “Babe, are you alright?” You asked, looking at him with concern. Ignoring you, he walked past you and into the bedroom. Shock ran through you as you tried to process what just happened before you stormed after him. “What the fuck is your problem?!” You yelled, watching as Michael threw his clothes around the room, stripping to his boxers and getting into bed. Standing at the foot of the bed, you crossed your arms over your chest and clenched your jaw, staring at him until he looked at you. “The boys made me mad,” he grumbled, his green eyes piercing. “So you’re taking it out on me?!” You said exasperatedly causing Michael to sigh. “I just want to be left alone, Y/N.” Blinking at him, your mouth dropped open and you threw your arms into the air before glaring at him. “Whatever, Michael,” you said. Completely defeated and hurt, you spun on your heel and turned to walk out of the bedroom when you heard his voice again. “I love you.” Stopping at the door, you turned to look at him again and sighed, smiling sadly at him. “Love you too,” you whispered before shutting the door behind you.