Calum
Y/N's POV:
"Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful? Isn't she precious? Less than one minute old..." I finish the song on the piano and hear claps. No... "Did I?" I ask. "Yeah, you forgot to turn the live button off." Calum chuckles from the mic on the other room. I blush and look at the keys, playing random notes to distract me from embarrassment. "You're good Y/N." He compliments and I roll my eyes, "Really, you are. You should make videos." He advices. "Thanks but I'm fine just singing alone." I say and put the case down. Calum comes inside the booth and sits next to me on the bench. He opens the case up and plays a few notes. "Play 'Yayo'." He commands and stops playing. "I don't know the notes." I make an excuse and begin to stand up. He pulls me down by my arm and rolls his eyes, "Liar." I sigh and play the beginning, it's just notes repeating over and over again. "I like the snake on your tattoo..." Calum sings and it sounds so heavenly rolling out of his mouth. "I like the ivy in the ink blue..." He continues and nudges me to sing along. We harmonize to the song and finish in a few minutes. "That was awesome." I honestly say, "I agree." He says and flinches when claps erupt from the speakers. I hold my ears and look at the other room. Idiots turned the volume high. "We can hear you, you know that right?" I ask the lads and pat Calum in the back. "You're amazing Y/N! Why didn't you tell us?" Michael rushes out the room to stand in front of me. "Because, I don't know, I don't like anyone hearing me sing." I shrug, the boys throw compliments at me nonstop until Calum interrupts them, "Thanks guys, I didn't sing at all." I look at Luke and we roll our eyes, "You were fabulous!" Luke compliments, "We're Cake." He smiles. "I though you were with Michael, Muke." Cal sasses, I stand up and bring Michael and Ashton out the recording room. I know what's going to happen, they're going to fight until one says sorry. We go inside the other room and shake our heads to Luke and Calum arguing. "Cake!" Luke screams, "No! I don't like you!" Cal screams back. He runs around the grand piano with Luke chasing him. Calum trips on a wire and Luke falls on top of him, oh my. Michael and Ash laugh beside me and I laugh as well. Both boys groan and hug each other afterwords. "I'm sorry!" Cal yells, "Me too!" Luke replies and they just cuddle on the floor. "I hate this band." Ashton says and mutes them. I laugh and agree, this is a weird band, but it's cool that way.
Luke
Y/N's POV:
Butterflies erupt from my stomach when the teacher calls on me. Today the class has to sing individually, we do this every week but I still get nervous. "Y/N?" Mr. Lopez calls again, let's do this. I walk on the stage and get a guitar on a rack. I sit on the stool that's set in the middle of the stage and start to sing 'Small Bump' by Ed Sheeran. I love him so much, he is so talented and his music is the best. (In my opinion:)) "Great! Miranda you're next!" He calls on the next person. I set the guitar back on it's rack and sit on my seat. "That was really good. You have an amazing voice." A person whispers in my ear. I almost yell and put my hands on my chest. I turn to the voice, "Thanks." I say, besides the mini heart attack they just gave me. The light hits the person and my eyes widen. It's Luke, he's one of the popular guys and he's just wow. "Thanks." I say again and stare into his eyes. He smirks and nods at me before turning his attention to the girl next to him. Ugh, at least he spoke to me. I fangirl inside and play with the sleeves of my sweater. The bell rings and Luke doesn't talk to me for the rest of the day like I hoped he would. I sigh in disappointment and put my books in my locker. As I turn to leave, my body slams against a person and I snap at them, "Watch where you're going next time yeah?" I look up to the same blue eyes that haunts my mind and I blush. "Sorry." Luke chuckles and adjusts the bag on my shoulder so it doesn't fall. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped." I say and tuck my hair behind my ear. "It's school, I would've done the same." He shrugs and walks away. He always walks away, I catch up to him and walk beside him. People move out the way just to let him pass and he smirks. "You following me now Y/N?" He asks and looks at me between his Ray Bans. I scoff, "You wish, I'm going the same way as you." He stops and faces me, "I do wish babe, every night." He grins and walks off again. What?
Michael
Y/N's POV:
I hop in the tub and sink in the hot water. It relaxes my muscles and I close my eyes. I drum my fingers on the side of the tub to the music I'm listening to, 'Give You What You Like'. "When you turn off the lights, I get stars in my eyes. Is this love maybe someday." I sing along and bob my head. I finish it till the end, and Mikey barges in. I cover my boobs and close my legs, staring at him wide-eyed. "What!" I scream. "C'mon Y/N. It's nothing I've seen before." He winks and crosses his arms. I roll my eyes and grab a towel by the tub, covering my body, knowing Michael won't stop looking. "What do you want?" I ask, still annoyed that he interrupted my peaceful time, my only me time. "I needed to pee and I heard you sing so I listened until you were finished. And now I really have to piss." He says and crosses his long legs. "Why didn't you go in the other one?" I ask, laughing at this idiot. He unzips his pants and goes in the toilet. I look away and blush, looking at my raisin fingers. "You're singing is crap by the way." Mikey teases and kisses my cheek. "Wow. Thanks babe." I sarcastically say and lift the towel up. "Scoot over." He gestures his hands and sits at the edge of the tub. I shake my head and tell him to get out. He slips in anyway, with his clothes, and smiles at me. Michael tries to take the towel away but I grip on it tighter. "No Michael." I sternly say, "Yes Y/N." He mimics my voice and waves his hand like a girl. I roll my eyes and slowly pull it off, still covering my parts. "Don't be shy baby girl, okay?" He softly says and intertwines our fingers, I stare at him and blink a few times. "Okay?" He asks again. I sigh, "Mikey I'm just not comfortable with my body when I'm around you?" I ask more than say. "Why?" He asks, "You should be comfortable with me Y/N." I look deeply into his eyes, "I know." I say, "You're so beautiful and I'm not." I shrug my shoulders. "No Y/N. You're beautiful and wonderful. I don't care about your looks, I fell in love with your personality. And again, you're beautiful... Just like me." He grins. "Thanks Mikey, that means a lot. I'll try to be more comfortable with my body." I smile widely at him and peck his lips. I stare confusedly at him, "Why are you wearing clothes?" I ask. He smirks at me and raises his eyebrow. "Not what I meant." I roll my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck. "I love you Michael." Our foreheads touch and he kisses my lips again. He kisses down my neck and sucks on it, making sure to leave a mark. "I love you Y/N." He looks at me and bites his lip while smiling.
Ashton
Y/N's POV:
The car ride to my parent's wedding was an hour drive, but with this traffic, it'll prbably be 2. I turn the radio on and look at Ashton. 'Really Don't Care' by the one and only Demi Lovato comes on, my favorite song at the moment. She just really doesn't care and she stayed strong, I love that about her. Ashton smirks at me and turns the volume up, I suck at singing but I love to sing, do you see my problem? I stick my middle finger in the air when it comes to that part, "Excuse me?" Ashton says in a sassy tone. I stick my tongue at him and continue with the lyrics. I look beside me and see a man laughing at me. "Do you see that guy? He's laughing at me." I tell Ash and point to the car on my right. He leans forward to see better and laughs along with him, "You were dancing and singing loudly, with the windows open." He points out. I hug my arms, "Why is it open anyway? It's freezing." I say and pull the window back up. It's nearly 8 at night and we're only half way to the church. "How much longer?" I ask and lean my head in the window. "Almost there babe." He smiles at me and holds my hand. I smile at myself, and think of when me and Ash first met. "What are you thinking of?" He glances at me. "The first time we met." I say. "Can you tell me that story? I forgot it." He says, "Wow, how romantic." I say, sarcasm laced with my words. "Well, I was in the bathroom and I was washing my hands after doing my business. You went inside crying and got paper towels." He interups me, "I was not crying, I went inside because some sauce went in my eyes." I roll my eyes and continue, "Whatever. I saw you and told you to get out since it was the girl's bathroom. You looked around and started laughing like a maniac." I chuckle, "I asked you if you were okay and you said yeah. I was about to leave when you pulled me back." He interupts again, "Because I wasn't okay and needed someone to talk to." I nod, "Yeah, then we talked about it and you asked for my number. And I gave it to you because I thought it would be funny to do jokes together. Y'know since you went in the girl's bathroom and you were cool about it." I laugh at the memory. "Yeah, and look where it got us." Ashton smiles at me and kisses my forehead, he turns back to the road and pulls in an exit. "Maybe one day we'll be the one getting married." I say. "I promise we will." He replies.
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