Luke: It’s a few minutes before midnight when Luke trudges inside wearing a glum expression. You peer up at him from the couch, where you’ve been sitting and watching game shows for the past four hours. Neither of you speaks for what feels like an eternity, before Luke finally collapses on the sofa next you, curling around you like a little koala. You can’t help but smile, even though you’re still upset with him. “I’m sorry,” he says, playing with the hem of your t-shirt. “I missed you all night. I’m sorry for trying to tell you what to wear.” Running your fingers through his blond hair, you sigh. “It’s okay, Luke. I’m sorry I overreacted.” “I love you,” he mumbles as he buries his face in your lap. You giggle. “I love you, too.”
Michael: Two weeks pass without any word from Michael or any of the other boys. He isn’t even on Twitter, and the fans are going crazy wondering where he is. It takes everything in you to not pick up the phone and dial his number; you keep reminding yourself to be strong, and that it was his decision to walk out on you. If he really loves you, he wouldn’t have left in the first place. After not hearing from him for twenty-five days, you decide to move on. You pack your bags and move in with your best friend, who lives across town. She tries her best to get your mind off him, but it’s nearly impossible. You miss him, but something in you says that this is officially the end. No more make-ups, no more kisses, no more movie nights; this is it. And you had no idea how much that thought could hurt.
Ashton: "It’s not your birthday," he breathes, eyes widening. "It’s tomorrow…" "No, Ashton, it’s today." You storm out of the kitchen and into the bedroom, preparing to change into pj’s and go to sleep, not really up for a fight this late at night. He trails after you, rambling. "But… No, you’re kidding! This… Today…" "It was today," you snap, throwing back the covers. "It was today, and you forgot." "I’m sorry," he whispers. His eyes gleam with guilt as he snuggles up next to you. "I’m sorry, babe, I’m really and truly sorry…" You blink back tears and shrug him off of you. "It’s whatever. Make it up to me tomorrow."
Calum: "I’m sorry," he says for the hundredth time. "I’m sorry I made you angry. I was out of line." "Yes, you were," you agree, stepping around him to get to your closet. You’re perfectly fine with the idea of getting lunch alone; you’ve done it a thousand times before. "You’re just so beautiful, (Y/N)." Calum catches your hand, and you pause, glancing at his face. "You’re so beautiful, and sometimes I just want to see your naked, bare beauty, because it amazes me how you can look so incredible without a drop of makeup on." You give a small smile. "If you had said it like that, I wouldn’t have gotten so mad."
A/N: Fav member from 5sos? Mine is Ashton :-) ( sorry i just have no friends ha )
