C A L U M :
A sigh escaped your lips as you heard the door slamming. This was the fourth night this week he'd come home drunk after nights out with the boys, and most likely a ton of gorgeous girls, and every time it ended up in a screaming match. Fed up was an understatement. "Where were you Calum?" "God damn, Y/N! Why are you so overprotective all the time? Am I not allowed to go out and have fun now?!" Shaking your head in disbelief, you took a step closer to him. "Since you apparently forgot, we were meant to be going out together tonight. The reservation was for 7:00, I waited an hour for you. Do you have any idea what it's like to have to sit there all alone, getting pity stares from the waitress because my dick of a boyfriend forgot about me?" Cal stood there dumbfounded, clearly surprised by your little outburst. He seemed to sober up quite quickly as the realisation of what he's been doing hit him. "Y/N, I-" "I don't want your excuses Calum. I just want my Cal back." A tear trickled down your face and Calum wrapped you up in his arms. "I'm so so sorry, Y/N. God, I've been such a shitty boyfriend recently. I promise you this is all going to change. Promise."
M I C H A E L :
The quiet slams of the front door to you and Mike's shared apartment woke you up at 2am, according to the clock ticking away on your nightstand. A small smile crept onto your face as you watched your boyfriend stumbling over to you, clearly drunk out of his mind. "Heeey, Y/N," he giggled, plopping down next to you on the bed and snuggling into your side. "How much did you have to drink tonight?" you smirked as he wrapped himself around you, trying to be as close to you as humanly possible. He shrugged and giggled, pulling up the duvet over himself and cocooning himself in it. "Well maybe I had a bit too much to drink and maybe I have no idea what I'm saying but I do know that I love you and I want to cuddle with you right now, so come here and love me," he rambled, nuzzling his head into your shoulder, desperate for your affection. "Come here then, loser. If you want cuddles, cuddles is what you'll get, but I won't be the one taking care of your hangover in the morning." He grinned, still latched onto you like some sort of koala bear. "M'kay."
