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Luke- you were the type of person who didn’t handle things as easily as anybody else, you thought of yourself as an emotionally weak person. You’ve realised as soon as you and Luke had ‘officially’ started dating, you had gotten hate on twitter from his ‘fans’. Luke was at the studio with the boy’s recording some songs for their new album. You were on twitter and you read the hate. They were now death threats, you wondered why someone would hate you so much and they didn’t even know you. Tears slipped over your cheeks and sobs escaped your mouth, they’re words hurt so much. You heard the door close and hear Luke, “babe, I’m home we finished early.” You tried to wipe your tears away but they were coming faster. You put your face into the pillow and you felt Luke’s strong arms wrap around you. When he heard your sobs, he pulled you to his chest and held you, “Are you okay baby?” You looked into your hands as he pulled back out of the hug to look at your face. You pulled your phone up and showed Luke your twitter Interactions which is full of hate. He put your phone on the table beside the bed and pulled you close to him. He kissed your tears and then you’re head, “You’re too perfect for anyone, please don’t waste your tears on them assholes, you are the most important person to me, I love you.” “I love you too Luke.” He smiled and kissed you.
Ashton- you and Ashton were having a movie night at his place because you were staying the night at his. He put on the movie red dog. You always cried in this movie because it reminded you of your dog and how he died. You asked Ashton if he could stop the movie for a minute so you could go to the bathroom. He did and you walked up there and you sat on the ground, Ashton had never seen you cry and you didn’t want him to either. A tear escaped your eye and you wiped it, you wondered if Ashton could change the movie, but you didn’t want to be rude and ask him to change it. You walked back down stairs and went into the kitchen to make popcorn for you and Ashton to eat during the movie. You end up biting your lip waiting for the popcorn to cook as you thought about how you would handle the movie. Your thoughts were interrupted from Ashton holding you from behind and, “Hey babe are you okay?” you gave him a fake smile, “Yea just waiting for the popcorn to finish.” Just then the microwave went off, signalling the popcorn was done. You looked at Ashton and he smiled at you. You went to watch the movie and the bit came on where red dog died. The memories where your dog cream died and you couldn’t handle it. You run into the guest room and cry silently. A minute later Ashton comes in, “hey are you okay babe? Come here.” He pulled you into a hug and sat you on his lap on the bed. He wiped your tears, “What’s wrong?” you could only mumble, “when I was seven I had a dog called cream and he looks exactly like that dog off the movie and he died the exact same way and it just brings back memories.” He kissed you, “I’m sorry I put that movie on babe” He held you close to him and you stayed like that for the rest of the night.
Michael- over the past week you and Michael had been having little arguments about the smallest things and you were over it. Michael, Calum, Luke or Ashton has never seen you cry, because you are a pretty strong person. You had been a foster kid for three years and Michael bought that up and that was it. “Fuck you Michael.” You went upstairs and started putting all your clothes in there and all of your pictures. You saw your favourite picture of you and Michael and you smashed it. You picked up your bag and walked downstairs. When Michael saw you with the bags his face softened, “Baby don’t leave me please.” “No Michael, we’ve been fighting for the past week, I just don’t think this relationship is working, we fight over the smallest things, I’m sorry.” You walked out and you decided you would ask Calum if you could stay the night. You knocked on his door and you were full-on sobbing. “Hey babe, why are you crying?” “Me and Michael keep fighting, could I please stay here for a couple days?” “Of course babe!” he let you in and he sat with you on his bed and he held you knowing you need comfort, he just let you cry, he was so upset because he didn’t know how to help you and he hasn’t seen you like this before. The doorbell rang and Calum ran down to get it. You hear him talking to someone and then you heard someone running up the stairs. You looked up to see Michael with tears in his eyes. His eyes widened because he has never seen you cry before. He ran up and hugged you, “I’m sorry babe I know we’ve been fighting lately, but it’s because I’ve been getting a lot of hate on twitter and I’m sorry I took it out on you.” “It’s okay Mikey.” “I’m sorry I made you cry.” “It’s okay babe.” He smiled and kissed your tears away and hugged you tight.
Calum- you were sitting at home alone because Calum has the day recording with the boys. It was a Sunday so you just chilled and watched movies. You were watching the movie, ‘fired up.’ You loved this movie; those boys are such perverted bastards. Your favourite part of the movie came on and your phone started vibrating and you answered it, ‘hello is this Mrs (Y/L/N)?’ ‘Yes why?’ ‘I’m so sorry but your foster mother has died.’ ‘Excuse me?’ ‘Mrs (Y/L/N) passed away this evening due to lung cancer, I am very sorry for your loss, I have to attend a staff meeting, I am so sorry again.’ you heard the familiar end of the call beep tone.
*A week later*
A week has passed and you haven’t told Calum about it yet. (Y/M/N) was buried today and you went to her funeral. Calum was with you and he understood why you’d been quiet upset for the past week. You sat in front of her grave and Calum put you on his lap. “Hey (Y/M/N), I hope you’re not in pain anymore, I know you’re in a better place, but this is my boyfriend Calum, I know you would have loved him.” “Hello Mrs (Y/L/N)-“”She likes it when you call her (Y/M/N), it doesn’t make her feel as old,” you laughed a bit at the memory. “-sorry, (Y/M/N) I promise I will look after (Y/N), and I wish I could have met you, you seem like an amazing role model for her, well it was great meeting you.” You smiled at Calum then back at the gravestone. You put flowers down, “well it was great coming to see you, but we’d better head home now it’s getting dark, I love you and I will see you soon yea?” You lost it again as soon as you got home and Calum held you… he is the most perfect boyfriend ever.
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5 Seconds Of Summer Prefrences
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