Ashton:
I couldn’t sleep. There was no way I could sleep a wink when (y/n) keeps tossing and turning and mumbling in her sleep all night long. I knew it was a bad idea when she begged to watch the scary movie Michael gave her for her birthday. But when she threw me her pout and big, watery eyes, there was no way I could tell her no. I knew the movie had scared her, but she had pretended that she was fine. And that’s how we ended up here. I’m still up at 3AM, constantly checking on her. Tears began to leak from her eyes and that’s when I broke. I gathered her into my arms and gently woke her up by stroking her hair. “Shh, baby. You’re alright. You’re with me. You’re safe.” She let out a whimper and buried her face into the crook of my neck. “I should have listened to you. I shouldn’t have watched that stupid movie.”I let out a light chuckle and place a kiss on top of her head. “Well, lesson learned. Always listen to Ashton and never accept gifts from Michael.”
Luke:
You had been fast asleep when you felt the bed shift and the blankets rustling. You turn over towards Luke’s side of the bed, and see that he was no longer there. You can see that the bathroom light is on and decide that you should go check on him. You slowly push open the bathroom door and see Luke splashing water on his face. “Luke, baby. Are you alright?” His hands grip the counter and you could physically see him tense up. “I’m fine. Just go back to bed and I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Instead of listening to him, you walk up behind him and wrap you arms around his waist and lean your head against his back. You could feel his body start to shake and finally a sob left his mouth. You’re heart broke in two and you slowly lowered him to the floor, pulling his back against your chest. You start massaging him, trying to calm him down. You knew better than to say anything when he was upset. So you settled with showing him how much you loved and cared for him.
Michael:
You bolted straight up from bed, drenched in sweat and breathing very heavily. You looked over at Michael and could see him still sleeping like a rock. You didn’t want to disturb him, so you sat against the headboard and tried to clear your mind. After steadying your breathing, you lay back down and try to fall back asleep. You knew you were being silly, but the nightmare just kept running through your mind. You could feel yourself start to get worked up again and you finally caved. You began to gently shake Michael, trying to wake him up. However, waking him up was like waking the dead. Impossible. You finally started to lightly tickle the side of his neck, a weak spot of his. He finally began to move and grunted at you to stop. You continue to tickle his neck until he turns towards you. He lazily opens his eyes, but as soon as he sees how upset you are, he bolts right up and gathers you into his arms. “Oh, sweetie. Did you have that nightmare again?” You nod against his chest. “You know, when I had nightmares, my mom would take me downstairs and make me a cup of hot chocolate. Do you want to go downstairs with me and get a cup?” You could feel yourself instantly feel better, and you smiled, loving the affect Michael had on you.
Calum:
You could feel Calum kicking you. You were a heavy sleeper and things usually didn’t wake you up, but the constant kicking against you legs had gotten irritating and woke you up. You were about to get angry at him for being annoying, but your heart broke in two when you finally got a look at him. He was leaning against your headboard, with tears streaming down his face. You instantly straddle his waist and cradle his face between your hands and wipe his eyes with your fingers. “(Y/n), I’m so sorry for waking you up. So sorry. Please forgive me.” “No, no, no. Don’t ever feel like you can’t talk to me when you’re upset. Tell me what’s wrong?” His cheeks flooded with a pink colour and his eyes flashed with embarrassment. He quietly told you that he had a nightmare that you had finally realized that you deserved better and left him. You quickly push your lips against his and mumble to him that the only way that he is getting rid of you is if he leaves you first.
