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Something pisses him off

Ashton:

You sat at the local diner by yourself, waiting on your fiancé Ashton to arrive. "Hey, what's a beautiful lady like you doing here alone?" A guy asks. "Actually I'm waiting on my fiancé to get here." You inform the creep. "I don't see him anywhere."He says, moving closer to you. You scoot away. "I'm not interested." You say. "I can change your mind." He said as he grabbed your wrist. "Let me go you freak!" You exclaim as you struggle to get out of his reach. "She said let go." You heard a familiar voice say. You look up to see Ashton with clenched fists behind the old creep. "This little lady here was just offering me some time. Weren't you?" He asked, wide-eyes. You shake your head and slip out of his grip. You run over behind Ashton. "Don't fucking touch my wife again." he spits as he turns around with his hand in yours.
"Are you okay?" he asks you once you reach the parking lot. "I'm fine, but there's one problem." You say. "What is it? Are you hurt?" He asks worriedly. "You called me your wife... We don't get married for another month." You say with a smirk. "Whatever."He says rolling his eyes and kissing you.


Luke:

You and Luke were at the mall, pushing your way through a crowd of fans and paparazzi's. "Luke I can't believe your dating Y/N! That's disgusting." One fan said. You feel your heart sink. Luke's grip on your hand tightens a bit. "I mean, look at her, she's hideous." She remarks. "Talk about her one more time." Luke says angrily. "I just- I." The fan stutters. "Exactly, Y/N has done nothing for you to treat her that way." Luke says. "Come on Luke, lets go" you say as you tug on his arm. Luke nods and lets you drag him out. "Y/N nothing she said back there was true, your gorgeous."He assures you, you nod and kiss him.



Calum:

Calum had brought you to the studio to show you a few new songs. He was getting pissed because he couldn't hit the right note. "Fuck!" He says during the middle of the song. "It's okay Cal." you say, trying to calm him. He nods an tries again, his voice cracking at the same part. "GOD DAMMIT."He yells. "Calum, it's okay." You say again. He ignores you and tries again. This time his voice is perfect. You look at him with your hands on your hips and your head cocked to the side. "I did it." He says with a smile. You laugh and give him a kiss.



Michael:

You and Michael are playing FIFA in the bedroom. He keeps loosing the ball to the other team. "Dammit." He mumbles under his breath. He loses it again. "Fuck!" he exclaimed louder. He loses it again. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" He screams and throws his controller down. "Mikey, calm down baby, it's just a game."You say. "I know, I just get carried away." he says embarrassingly. "You're cute when your mad." You say kissing his cheek.