Michael:
Started out like in the movies but it ended like a bad dream
Michael woke up, sighing as he sat up quickly realizing it was just another restless night after a long fight with you. He closed his eyes and let his head fall back onto his pillow, thinking of when the relationship first started. You weren’t insecure about the relationship even though he was gone a lot and you made time for each other, no matter what. Now eight months in and the honeymoon stage is over and so is your trust in him. This fight had gone way too farm leaving Michael with a bruised cheek and you with a marked wrist. Neither of you remember what had even started the fight but soon it was out of control. Michael knew he had held on too tight for too long and you snapped, ending it once and for all. Michael opened his eyes staring up into the darkness of his room and he knew that he wouldn’t get a good night’s sleep for awhile.
Ashton:
Back to square one, where I started as I stand here, broken-hearted
Ashton stared after the car as you drove away, away from him, away from your shared apartment, and away from the relationship. He walked back inside, the apartment seeming too big now with all your stuff gone. He walked through the rooms, looking for any stuff that belonged to you but he found nothing. You took everything, leaving no sign that you were ever there. He tried finding any trace but it was like the relationship never existed. You took your stuff and with it, disappeared all together. He walked back out and stared at the door, trying to figure everything out. He knew he needed to snap back into realization because as the day ended you’d still be gone and in the morning, he would have to roll out of bed, and start all over completely.
Luke:
The clock is ticking, and I’m out of time the camera’s rolling, and I forgot my lines
Luke glanced down at you, noticing your hands on your hips, eyebrows furrowed, and lips turned slightly downward. He held his breath as he thought what he needed to do next. You opened your mouth and he was sure you were talking but he was too lost in his mind to hear you. A loud ‘hey’ from you snapped him out of his thoughts. He focused his eyes onto yours. “Say something. Anything. Because I can’t do this anymore. Is there anything left for you to say or do? Because I have no fight left in me for this.” He opened his mouth and closed it again. He knew what he needed to say. 'I love you. We can work this out'. 'I'm not going anywhere'. 'This isn't the end, not yet'. Honestly he knew any words that came out of his mouth would work but he couldn’t get anything out. You nodded your head, letting out a dry laugh. You glanced one last time at him before turning and leaving Luke standing there, still trying to understand it all.
Calum:
If Hollywood could see me now I'd get the starring role but they won’t so I’ll just keep on acting a fool
Calum internally laughed at the whole situation. You were standing in front of him- wait, rephrase that- standing in front of a huge crowd of people, yelling at him to fight for you or show emotion. He was standing with one foot in front of the other as though walking towards you. He knew this was serious but it was like one of those romantic comedies or chick flicks that Hollywood produced. You had tears sliding down your face, eyes pleading with him to do something. He could see how embarrassed you were for this to happen in front of so many people but he couldn’t bring himself to move or react. He knew that you wanted him to save you from this, but this wasn’t a Hollywood movie and he wasn’t the hero. You shook your head before turning to run off. He stood there, realizing it wasn’t anything like the movies because there wasn’t a happy ending to this. If this was a movie, he’d get the role of biggest dumbass, but it wasn’t and now he’s left standing there, looking like a fool.
