Ashton: You were out at ‘Spagos’ with Ashton to celebrate your new job. You were waiting for your waiter when you spotted a very attractive male walking towards your table. He had straight, jet black hair that was neatly propped into a quiff. His eyes were a bright grey and he looked to be about in his mid 20’s. The sight of him a shade of pink creep onto your cheeks. Ashton cleared his throat, obviously observing you drool over this waiter. You were shook out of your trance, muttering a ‘Sorry’ to your boyfriend. “Hello my name is Sam and I will be you waiter for today. Have you decided on anything yet, gorgeous?” Sam asked, totally ignoring your boyfriend that sat directly across from you. You glanced at Ashton and he was not looking to happy. His hands tightly gripped the bottle of salt, turning his knuckles white. “I’ll have the Grilled Shrimp Salad please.” “Great choice for a great girl,” he flirted. You handed him back the menu and he purposely brushed his hand against yours. “And you?” Sam said turning to Ashton. “I’ll have the same thing as her,” “Okay I will be right back with your food,” he said smiling at you. “I’ll miss you.” He winked and then disappeared into the mob of people and tables. “What a fucking loser. Who does he think he is?” Ashton angrily spewed. You let out a giggle, amused by his jealousy. “Whatever, I have to go take a piss. I’ll miss you,” he said in a high pitched voice, obviously imitating Sam. You blew him a kiss and soon after Ash left, Sam appeared by your side. “Hey, I never got your name,” he said sliding down into Ashton’s seat. “Oh, it’s Y/N.” You looked around hoping to see if you could spot Ash and thankfully, he was walking towards your table “Well Y/N, let’s say we get out of here. Ditch this kid babe. We could have way more fun. My shift is over in 20.” “Mate, I suggest you leave her alone before I shove my foot so far up your ass. I don’t want you coming near our table,” Ashton fumed, clenching his teeth. Sam stood there in shock before leaving your table, his head down in shame. “Wow, my boyfriend is such a badass,” you laughed. “Anything for you,” he winked.
Calum: You and your boyfriend Calum were getting ready for a huge house party that he and his band threw together. When you arrived, everyone had a red cup in hand. People were dancing, playing games like truth or dare, and just having a great time. You and Calum found the rest of the boys and some of your friends. “I love this song!” you shouted as [whatever song you like] started to play. You just had to dance to it. Calum was not in the dancing mood so you made your way to the dance floor, your friend following close behind. You both were dancing like maniacs, banging out to the music. You felt a tap on your shoulder, thinking it was Calum who changed his mind. Instead you were met with a very good looking guy. He was tall and his light brown hair stuck straight up adding to his height. His brown eyes and award winning smile also caught your eyes. “Hey there gorgeous! Would you like to dance?” You looked at your friend and she nodded, signaling you to go ahead. He placed his hands on your hips and introduced himself “My names Evan and you are?” Before you could answer him you heard a slow stern voice behind you. “Get your sweaty hands off my girlfriend!” You turned around to see a very angry Calum, jaw clenched and eyes staring right into this Evan guy. “Whoa, okay! I didn’t know you guys were together,” He said walking away with his hands up in surrender. “That’s right mate! Don’t come near my girl again or you’ll have hell to pay!” “Whatever man,” Evan said over his shoulder. You giggled at how jealous Calum was acting. “Why are you laughing? Did you see that guy? What a dick.” He was still fuming. “Babe, I think you might be over reacting. It was just a dance,” you said still laughing, putting your arms around his neck. “Well I want to be the only one dancing with the most beautiful girl at this house,” and that’s what he did. For the rest of the night you when you wanted to dance, Calum gladly joined you.
Luke: You and your boyfriend, Luke were at the MTV music awards since him and his band were nominated for a few awards. “You look beautiful babe,” Luke gushed, kissing you from behind. “Thanks Lukey. Does my hair look okay? You asked, fiddling with the ends of your curled strands of hair. “You look gorgeous, don’t worry.” As bad as you felt, you were barely paying any attention to Luke and what he was saying. Your eyes were fixated on the drummer of the band ‘The Vamps,’ Tristan Evans that stood only a few feet from you on the red carpet. When you discovered this band, he instantly became your favorite. You couldn’t hold in your excitement to be seeing him. Tristan Evans stood right before you in a flesh. Before you could say anything to him, both you and Luke were rushed inside to be seated. Later inside the venue, you saw Tristan walking in your direction. “Hey man! Love your music. My name’s Tristan,” he introduced holding his hand out for Luke to shake. “Big fan of yours too,” Luke smiled, shaking his hand. “And who are you beautiful,” A shade of bright pink crept up onto your cheeks. “Hi I’m Y/N,” a huge smile plastered on your face. Luke feeling a bit uncomfortable cleared his throat. “Yeah, we’re dating. I’m pretty stoked she came,” he proudly said, throwing his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in closer to him. “I’m also glad you came Y/N. You look very lovely tonight. You’re very gorgeous.” “Thank you,” you giggled at his compliment. “Well anyway we better get to our seats,” Luke said, practically dragging you away from him. “Nice to meet you guys,” Tristan called out. “Well he was nice.” “Are you kidding me? What dick openly flirts with someone’s girlfriend right in front of them? I might as well have been invisible,” Luke fumed. “He was flirting with me? Really!” You fake gasped, obviously amused by your boyfriends jealousy. “Oh please, you know he was and you went along with it.” “Is Lukey jealous?” you asked, putting your hands on his cheeks. “As if. We’re dating. Not you and him. If he tries getting all flirty again, don’t be surprised if I get physical.” You couldn’t help but laugh, Luke would never even hurt a fly. “Slow down big boy,” you said, kissing his cheek.
Michael: You were at a 5sos concert, front row supporting your boyfriend and his band. You were on your phone tweeting away, waiting for them to come onstage when you felt someone tap your shoulder. You turned around to find a very tall guy with shaggy blonde hair and bright grey eyes. He was wearing a loose grey tee with tight black jeans. You couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was. “So what’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?” You laughed at his very cliché introduction. “Actually, I am not here alone. My boyfriend’s in the band.” ”Oh, that explain the front row seats,” he gestured to your great seating arrangement. “Yeah. One of the perks of dating a band member I guess. It’s finally nice to see a guy at these concerts. I barely ever see any.” “Yeah. I’m a mega huge fan,” he said surprising you. “The guy with the green hair is my fave,” he followed up in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic a teenage girl, making you realize he was kidding. “Slow your roll buddy that one’s all mine,” You giggled. “Fine I like the drummer better anyways.” “Oh yeah? What’s his name?” You laughed, testing him. “Brad?” “Nice try. It’s actually Ashton but I will be sure to tell him that you’re interested.” He chuckled as you teased him. “I’m actually here for my sister and her friends,” he pointed to a group of girls. “Well I’m sure you’ll enjoy the show. They’re a great band,” “I hope you’re not just saying that because your boyfriends in it.” You guys spoke more and you found out his name was Jack. During the concert you both talked about how great 5sos was. Jack was definitely a fan of them after it. When the concert was over you went backstage to look for Michael. He was sitting on the couch in his dressing room. “Hey babe! You were amazing tonight, like always,” you complimented. “Wow, you watched the show? It looked like you were talking to that guy the whole time,” he said in a sarcastic tone. “Aw Mikey, we were talking about how great you guys were.” “Yeah right” he said now looking up at you, a small smile now apparent. “It’s true! You don’t have to be jealous. I love you okay?” “I love you too,” he said as he attacked you with kisses
