Luke: “Seems like someone got a little A-C-T-I-O-N last night” Allan Carr sings, pointing to the hickey on Luke’s neck. He blushes, shrugging his shoulders to cover the mark but Allan tsks. “It’s just from Calum, he’s decided to start giving love bites” Luke lies and the audience laughs. “No, no, no, secrets are no fun. There are pictures Lucas, of a certain lovely lady leaving this morning in familiar clothes.” Allan says, several pictures of you leaving their apartment that morning in his clothes pop up on screen and Luke ducks his head in embarrassment at being caught.
Ashton: “What’s this?” the radio host asks, pointing out the bite mark on Ashton’s neck. “Nothing.” He says, blushing while trying to cover the love mark you’d left up with his hand. “(Y/N) likes to leave marks.” Mike jokes into the microphone and Ashton ducks his head. “So glad you mentioned that Michael because we just happen to have some incriminating photos of said attacker leaving your house this morning.” the radio host teases, passing several photos around of you in Ashton’s clothes leaving the apartment and the boys chuckle.
Michael: “You’ve got a little something on your neck there sir,” Chelsea Handler points out. Michael had been reminded all the way to the studio that he had forgotten to find something to cover up the bites you had left on his neck, and now everyone else would know. He blushes as she continues, “Those are pretty intense, she must be an animal or at least an animal in bed.” The other boys erupt in laughter as Mike sinks down in the couch, still without saying a word. “But it doesn’t end there does it Mr Clifford?” she asks. He looks at her with a confused face as she points to the television screen behind her. “The animal is wearing your clothes,” she says pointing to the split screen, you leaving that morning and a shot of him wearing the clothes you were spotted in. The boys turn to Michael for some kind of explanation, knowing whatever it was, was going to be a lie.
Calum: “Holy crap, were you attacked or something?” Ryan Seacrest points out starring at the scratches you had left on Calum the night before. Calum had lifted his shirt up, completely forgetting about the marks, to show Ryan his newest tattoo. “Oh um, no,” he stutters as the other boys begin to chuckle. “Uh huh…” Ryan sarcastically agrees. “Would this lady leaving your hotel room this morning, in your clothes, know what happened to you?” “OHHH!!” the boys shout in unison. “She’s a good friend,” Calum manages to get out, as he is completely engulfed in embarrassment. “That’s good to know Calum, but that didn’t answer my question.” Ryan says with a smirk, leaving Calum to figure out a better explanation as to why he was full of scratches.
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