Luke: "This stupid prick" Luke seethes, causing you to look up from you laptop to find your boyfriend on the couch. "What?" you question, pushing your glasses back up your noise as Luke tosses the remote to the floor and stands. "The stupid maze runner kid.... If he says your name again, in another interview, I'm going to kick his ass" Luke comments and you're a little more than shocked at his outburst. "What are you talking about?" you question, standing to make your way into the living room to find Dylan's interview with Ellen playing on the TV screen. "Oh, let me inform you my dear" Dylan chuckles darkly, rewinding a few moments before pressing play. "I mean, I think she had a big impact on my life and on me as a man. You can't be with someone for three years and not have them impact you. (Y/N) was that person in my life who always had the biggest impact, even if she didn't feel as if she did. So, yeah, I'd say a lot of who I am now is thanks to her" Dylan said and you look to Luke's tense face. "He... that wasn't that bad" you try to remind Luke, curling into his side and refuse to be pushed away no matter how much Luke tries. "He needs to learn to keep your name out of his mouth" he says simply. "She asked him a question" you remind him and he chuckles. "And if someone asks about me to one of my exes, they should say my name for you to hear?" Luke counters and you glare at him. "It's... that's different" you stammer and Luke rolls his eyes. "It's not different if it's my ex or him. Time as nothing to do with this" Luke says before storming from the apartment. (Dylan O'Brien)
Ashton: You've been trying for the past week to keep Ashton occupied and away from his laptop. Alex had mentioned you in an interview on the red carpet and the words he said, weren't any you ever wanted Ashton to hear. "What are you hiding?" Ashton finally asks one night at the studio. The boys are glance around uncomfortably before they stammer out excuses to leave. Even Dave, didn't want to be here for this conversation and made a quick exit out of the booth. "I'm, not hiding anything" you lie and Ashton cocks an eyebrow at you. "You've never lied to me before, don't start now" Ashton demands and you sigh. "Alex... may or may not have mentioned me in an interview" you rush and Ashton's face blanks. "Let me see" he demands and you shake your head, wrapping your arms around his neck while trying to talk him out of it. "(Y/N), let me see it" he demands again, pulling away from you and you frown. "Yeah, (Y/N)'s gorgeous, always has been... we're seeing where things go, taking it slow" Alex had said in response to the question about what the status was with you. "That... cocksucker" Ashton cursed and you raised an eyebrow at his choice of words. Ashton looks to you once before he turns to leave. "Ashton, you know it's not true" you shout after him but the slam and rattling of the glass door tells you Ashton doesn't really care right now. (Alex Pettyfer)
Michael: Michael was already on edge by the time you got home. This surprised you since it was his day off, his only day off for the month and he seemed to be spending it... pissed off beyond belief. You chose to ignore him until he calmed down, that was always the best option in these kinds of situations. "I'm mad at you" he eventually said a couple of hours later, leaning against the doorway of your bedroom. You raise your eyebrows at his statement, muting the TV and gesture for him to continue. "You have officially made it impossible for me to watch football again" he mumbles. "And why is that?" you question, arms crossing across your chest as Michael falls to the bed. "Enough theatrics Michael, spill" you demand, watching as he rolls to his stomach to stare at you from his spot at the end of the bed. "Gregg... that's why" he spits and you rack your brain for why your ex would make it impossible for him to watch football anymore. "He just had to mention you on Ellen with his stupid accent and his stupid hair and his stupid smile and his stupid 'I'm so attractive but I'm gonna pretend like I'm not when I'm mentioning someone else's girlfriend' face" Michael grumbles and you can't stop yourself from laughing. "It's not funny," he snaps and you shake your head. "I know... but, really Michael. What'd he say about me that's made you so upset?" you question, slithering down to the end of the bed so your nose touches his. "He said you were the reason he became a good dad" he mumbled and you pursed your lips together to suppress a smile. "That's not so bad," you say quietly, giggling softly when Michael nudges your nose with his. "No but still, he said your name and that's not cool" Michael mumbled before standing quickly and mopped out of the room and you rolled your eyes and grabbed the remote.
(Gregg Sulkin, he hasn't got kids by the way)
Calum: "Yeah, we're really great friends still," explains to Jimmy Fallon. "What are you watching?" You ask your boyfriend after finding him sitting up rather late in front of the television watching an American program. "Your lover is on the TV," he explains, not even bothering to turn his head to look at you standing behind him. "Babe, it's been almost a year," you remind him. "Yeah well he still can't shut the fuck up about you can he?" You roll your eyes and join him on the couch to watch the rest of the interview. "She was actually the one who convinced me to go and do YouTube. She always had so much confidence in me, I owe her a lot," Jack explains, as Calum starts to tense up. "You can't be serious right now," you say, almost disgusted with Calum's reaction. "This interview isn't even about you, why he is even bringing you up? Bastard," he concurs. "He isn't doing anything wrong. He's being nothing but nice," you explain, trying to calm him. "He's a bastard," Calum fusses, as he gets up off of the couch, storming back to the bedroom. You shake your head at your boyfriend's clearly jealous behavior. You get up off of the couch, disappointed in him. Although Calum never answered any questions about his ex's that didn't mean everyone else was to follow suit. "You aren't making it any better," you tell him, walking into the bedroom, noticing he's still watching Jack's interview. "He better keep his mouth shut. He's making me look bad," he hisses. "You're fucking joking right?" You scold, raising your voice. Calum turns to catch your gaze, not realizing how far he had actually taken it until that very moment. You walk over to the television and turn it off, rolling your eyes at him before walking back out of the bedroom, leaving him to be by himself for the night. (Jack Harris)
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