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#43♡He's In A Bad Mood♡

Ashton-

"Yell cut we're stuck inside this scene... This is heartache on a big screen," the sound of your boyfriend's harmonisations rings around the studio. A few moments after the last chorus, Ashton walks out with a pretty glum face. "Hey Ash, do you wanna go out to cool down a little?" You step on your tip toes to give him a kiss on the lips, but he pushes you away slowly. "Not now (Y/N), I'm tired and there's so much work to be done. Give me some space." And with that, he walks away, leaving you alone sitting on the couch. You knew Ashton was having a pretty rough day so you just decided to let him be. Not long after, Ashton walks inside the room and plots himself right beside you. "I'm sorry." "Sorry for what, Ash?" "For just dissing you like that." "It's okay, I get it... You're not having a good day and there's nothing you can do about that, so don't worry too much about it," you place your hand on his lap and he puts his hand over yours. "Thanks for being here (Y/N), it means so much to me and I love you alot."

Calum-

"DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOWMANN?" You shout while walking down the hallway, towards the kitchen. "C'mon let's go and play... I never see you anymore, come out the door-" "(Y/N), could you please keep the volume down?! You're distracting me and I need to get this done by tomorrow!" Your boyfriend, Calum, shouts from the living room. Calum had never been so pissed at you before so you decided to go into your room and just chill out. As you were about to take a short nap, Calum knocks on the door and he peaks his head in a little. "May I come in?" He asks quietly. "Yeah, sure." "I'm sorry for shouting at you (Y/N)... I'm just not in the best mood right now," he sighs. "It's alright... How about a quick cuddle? Maybe it can cool you down a little?" You offer. He looks at you and smiles, "15 minutes only."

Michael-

You sat at the counter eating dinner alone, when you heard the door slam. You left your food and went to see your boyfriend, very drunk, stumbling around in the foyer. "Where have you been?" You asked, masking the hurt with anger. "See that's funny, because I could be asking you the same thing." He slurred, bearing a creepy resemblance to Captain Jack Sparrow. "What are you talking about?" You asked. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, considering you've been screwing guys behind my back." He yelled. You flinched. "No, I haven't." You replied defensively. "Don't lie to me!" He roared, stepping closer. You looked at him with an unfamiliar tightness in your chest, fear. "Answer me!" "Mikey, I love you and I swear, it would never cheat on you, please believe me." You begged. "Forget it, I'm not wasting my time on you anymore." He turned and went upstairs, slamming your bedroom door shut. You were trying not to cry, but when your hands found the unopened anniversary gift, you lost it. You fell to the floor of your kitchen and sobbed, holding the small box tight to your chest. You woke up in your bed with your head in Michaels lap and his fingers dancing through your hair while he hummed a random tune. As soon as he saw your eyes open he started apologizing. "I woke up and you weren't here, then I remembered what I said and I went down to apologize. I saw the dinner and the box and I knew I missed our anniversary. I felt so guilty. I thought I was going to throw up when I saw you sleeping on the kitchen floor; I could tell you had been crying and you looked so small and broken and I knew it was all my fault. I'm so sorry, I just don't know how to handle it, I know that's no excuse, but it's the best I've got. Just don't say anything. I have something to show you." You were stunned, but took his outstretched hand and let him lead you down the hall to your extra room. He opened the door and let you in first. You gasped as soon as you saw the room. The floor was nothing but pillows and mattresses with sheets and lights draped all around the walls. In the front, there was a projector and screen with all of your favourite movies. In the back, there was a bouquet of 365 pink and white daisies, your favourite. You were too busy taking in the perfect gift in front of you to notice Mikey hooking a necklace around your neck until you felt the cool metal touch your throat. "My dad gave this to my mom as her wedding gift. I know that if have been an ass lately and I have been the world’s worst boyfriend, but please forgive me?" He begged. You spun around and kissed him. "It's perfect!" You whispered. His body relaxed and he pulled you closer. "Wait!" You pushed him back and ran to get his present. You came right back and he was laying on the mattress. You laid across from him, leaving only a small amount of space between your faces. He took the present and opened it. His eyes lit up as he examined the golden ring. It was inscribed with so many things, your anniversary, your birthdays, his first gig, all of your nicknames for him, some songs he wrote for you, and lots of other things. He put it on and kissed you. "How did I get so lucky?" He asked. You shrugged and smiled. He  rolled his eyes and kissed you again. You were so insanely in love with him, even when he was being an idiot.

Luke-

You were at your flat singing and dancing around the house. You were laughing and in a really good mood until your headphones were ripped out. "Would you shut up?" Your boyfriend yelled, making you freeze. He stormed off without another word and you waited a few minutes before following him upstairs to your room. The door was already open and you saw him laying face down on the bed. You quietly walked across the room and sat on his bum with your knees on either side of him. "Do you want to talk about it?" You asked quietly, while massaging his shoulders. "I'm such an ass." He mumbled. "No, you had a bad day. I'm sure I've said much worse to you when I was having a bad day. Tell me what happened." You encouraged, moving down to the middle of his back. "I just couldn't do anything right today. I was trying to record that sing and I just couldn't hit the notes, so we moved on to my guitar and I kept messing up. I was holding everyone back and because of me we are never going to get this done." He groaned. "So, because you had one bad day you think that the band is going to suffer?" You asked. "When you say it like that it sounds crazy." He replied. "That's because it is. You are a crazy talented musician and you had a bad day, it literally happens to everyone. No one is going to blame you for that or think that you are any less talented." Your hands were now kneading his lower back and he couldn't come up with a rebuttal. "You're perfect. You know that?" He said. "It's nice to be reminded." You admitted. Before you could react, his hands were on your waist and he rolled over so you were pinned underneath him. "I love you." He smiled, peppering you with kisses and sending you into a fit of giggles.

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