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The Boys Tease Him About Liking You - P3

Ashton: your heart is pounding, sending adrenaline coursing through you at a million miles an hour. You needed it - without it you'd be useless. Attempting to steady your breathing, you take a deep breath and grab Calum's hand. Luke was driving you back to Ashton's place, but as soon as you got there you'd be on your own.
"Try not to worry," Calum suggested, giving you a soft smile. "Just think," he continued, "you already know he likes you, so it's not like you're gonna get rejected."
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With shaking fingers you wave to the boys as they drive away. Despite feeling like your knees were going to give way any second, you make it to Ashton's floor. It takes you fifteen minutes to convince yourself to knock, but eventually you summon up the courage to do it.
Ashton looks surprised when he opens the door, but not as surprised as when you blurt "I love you," before either of you can even say hello. You'd been going over and over what you were going to say, but in the moment your thoughts had been going too quickly so the most basic form of what you intended to say came out instead.
His surprise turns to annoyance quickly. "They put you up to this, didn't they? I hate-"
"They didn't put me up to anything. They encouraged me to tell you something that I should've said a long time ago."
He blinks a few times, clearly not knowing how to react.
The next few seconds move quickly, and before you know it you're in Ashton's arms, kissing him passionately. Time moves too quickly, so the moment he pulls away it feels too soon.
"You love me?" He whispers, his breath hot on your wet lips.
"I love you," you confirm, smiling.
He kisses you again, gently this time. "I love you too, [Y/N]," he mumbles, peppering a couple of kisses down your jaw, "more than anything."

Calum: it's near impossible to hold Calum's eye contact - it's too intense. But, you do it anyway. You're begging him with your eyes to speak to you, but he isn't budging.
"Start with why the condoms are on the sofa. Tell me about Michael." You whisper, moving closer to him.
He takes a deep breath. "He... he threw them at me this afternoon. He was being an asshole."
"Okay," you say softly, "why was he being an asshole?"
"He kept saying all this stuff about me."
You nod. You're gradually coaxing information out of him - so hopefully soon you'll find the problem. "What stuff? Truth? Lies?"
He sighs. "It was true, what he was saying. I just don't want admit it."
"What is it that you don't want to admit?"
He pauses for a second, looking away hastily. But, then he brings his terrified eyes back to yours and opens his mouth.
"That I'm in love with you."
His words barely even process in your mind. That can't be true. You would have noticed.
"M-me?" You stammer.
He nods. "I got annoyed at him because he was teasing me, but I know you could never feel the same. So I was upset, and I took it out on him."
Blocking out all of your fear and using the adrenaline in your blood to give you confidence, you lean forward and kiss Calum. He instantly draws you closer, his large hands pulling your body onto his lap.
"What... what was that?" He whispers, leaning his forehead on yours.
"How could you think that I don't love you too?" You question.
"Well I-" you don't let him finish his sentence.
"Because I do, Calum. I love you so much."

Luke: before you have a chance to comment on Michael's words, Luke pulls you up with him and drags you out of the room hurriedly.
"Put your shoes on," he tells you softly, and you don't have the heart to interrogate him yet, so you do. He puts one of his jackets over your shoulders, takes your hand, and pulls you out of the house.
It's chilly outside, but you can't feel it. You're too busy thinking about what just happened to notice the cold.
For a while you walk in silence. Your mind is spinning, and there's no doubt Luke's is too. If what Michael said was true, then one of Luke's most well kept and probably biggest secrets has just been exposed to the world. And to you - who he probably didn't want to find out.
It's been nearly half an hour now and not a word has been said, so you come to a halt in the middle of the street.
When his eyes meet yours, you can see how scared he is. He thinks you don't feel the same, which is adorable and sad at the same time.
"Is it true?" You ask him, your voice hushed.
Your heart thumps heavily as you wait for his answer. The tension is unreal.
"Of course it is." He finally admits, sighing gently. Your heart leaps in your chest, joy filling your entire body. The surge of happiness pushes you to press your lips to his, showing him that you feel exactly the same.
Luke pulls back first, looking astounded. "You just kissed me," he states, and you grin.
"I did."
"Why?"
"Isn't it obvious, Luke?" You giggle. How could he be so blind? His eyebrows crease forward in confusion. So, you kiss him again, this time only breaking apart slightly to mumble a brief explanation. "I did it because," you breathe, kissing him gently, "because I love you, you idiot."

Michael: for a few seconds the boy just stares at you, still leaning forwards and clutching your phone tightly. And then he sighs and falls back against the sofa, his body deflating. His fingers loosen around your phone, allowing it to slip out of his hand.
"Fine," he breathes, refusing to meet your eyes. You patiently wait for his explanation, but it never comes. Hoping to encourage him, you shuffle so that you're next to him and take his hands. "Mike, we've been friends forever. You can tell me anything, you know that. Please talk to me, I just wanna help."
Surprisingly, he chuckles.
"What?" You ask, feeling a little hurt.
"That's it, isn't it? We're friends, nothing more."
Your heart stops for a moment and then instantly speeds up, and in seconds you can feel it's heavy beat in your ears. Your chest feels tight as he finally connects your eyes.
"Wh... what?" You whisper.
"I've been in love with you since the moment we met, and that's what Luke wanted me to tell you. But I didn't want to, because I know you don't feel the same."
In love with you. You stopped listening after you heard those words. Michael is still talking, rambling about something or other, but you can only see his lips moving. To stop him talking, you do the only thing you can think of, and kiss him.
When he realises what's happening his hands move to the small of your back and pull you against his body, closing the gap between you.
"How couldn't I feel the same?" You mumble. "Of course I do. I love you, Michael."

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Afraid (Michael)
Road Trip - p4
Passion (Calum)

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