Luke
I sat in the green room waiting for the guys to get off stage. While scrolling through my phone, Harry walked in and sat down next to me. “What’cha doin?” he asked nosily. Looking over my shoulder trying to see my phone. I laughed and pushed his face away. “I was just on twitter.” “Hey, I don’t think you follow me on there.” He pulled out his phone and went on my profile. “Nope. You should get on that!” He poked my arm. “No,” I giggled. “not right now.” “Come on,” He whined poking me again. “Harry!” I laughed again. “Fine.” He huffed. He picked up his phone again and went on twitter. “@Y/T/N refuses to follow me, how rude!" "Don’t tweet me, you’re sitting right next to me. Go away!" I laughed pushing him up off the couch. "I’ll just go in the other room and tweet you then." He folded his arms across his chest and walked away. Seconds later I received a new mention from him. I replied and we continued to tweet back and forth. A few minutes later an extremely sweaty Luke walked in and laid on top of me. "Gross!" I shrieked. He laughed and rolled off me. "Who are you texting?" He asked looking at my phone. "No one.." I mumbled, not paying attention to him, as I continued to type my reply to Harry. He ripped my phone out of my hand and scrolled through it. "Oh, it’s Harry. What are you guys talking about?" A look of sadness came across his face and had handed me my phone back. "Nothing, he just-" "It doesn’t look like nothing." He cute me off. "Luke, are you jealous?" I grinned at him. "No, why would I be jealous?" He turned away, his facing becoming bright red. I walked over and turned him around. "Don’t be jealous, okay? He’s not my type anyway." I kissed his cheek and walked back to the couch.
Michael
Standing back stage, I watched One Direction as they put on an amazing show. I danced and sang along to all the songs as loud as I could. “Someone’s having fun.” Michael walked over to me and laughed. “This is a good song!” I yelled over the music. He smiled. A few songs in, Louis turned around and winked, blowing me a kiss. “What was that about?” Michael asked. “What?” I asked, not paying attention to him. “That. He just blew you a kiss!” “So?” He sighed. “Why would he blow you a kiss? Is there something going on between you two that I should know about?” he put a hand on his hip and looked at me. I rolled my eyes and turned to face him. “No, Michael, there isn’t anything going on between Louis and I. We’re just friends. You’re my boyfriend, I would never do that to you and you know that.” He looked over at Louis and rolled his eyes. “Hey, mister jealousy, take it easy. There’s nothing going on, okay?” I laughed, and kissed his cheek.
Ashton
When I walked into the hotel room, Ashton was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. I could tell by the look on his face that he was a little pissed so I entered with caution. “What’s wrong?” I asked quietly. “What the hell is this?” He stood up and showed me a picture on his phone. “It’s just Niall and I.. what’s the big deal?” I asked confused. “Why are you guys holding hands? Are you cheating on me? Do you not love me anymore?” he was throwing out questions so fast I couldn’t even answer him. “Ash!” I yelled. “Relax, I’m not cheating on you. I would never do that. He was only holding my hand because we had just went through a mob of fans and he was trying to protect me. Don’t worry okay? I love you.” I kissed him softly before I walked away.
Calum
"Where have you been?" I walked through the door and Calum was standing in front of me with his arms folded across his chest. "I was out.." I said, putting my bag down. "With who?" He asked in annoyance. "Zayn." I snapped at him. "Why were you out with him? What were you doing? And why haven’t you answered any of my calls or texts?” “We were just having lunch, it’s not a big deal.” “It is a big deal when I don’t know where you are.” I walked over to him and smirked. “Calum Thomas Hood, are you jealous?” I raised and eyebrow and he scoffed. “No, of course not. I just was worried and I didn’t know where you were.” “Mhmm,” I walked away and he followed me. “I wasn’t jealous.” “Okay, I believe you.” “I’m really not.” I turned and smiled at him. “Okay” I said in a mimicking voice.
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