Michael: "(Y/N), can I try something?" Michael asks tentatively, you look up from your phone and meet your best friends eyes. "Like what?" You ask, he chuckles nervously and glances away "uh...can I-can I kiss you?" You are taken aback by his request "I just want to know what it's like" Michael adds, his face tinging pink with blush. "Okay" you reply, sitting up so you are level. You smile at each other nervously as Michael grazes his fingers over your jaw, cupping your face and moving closer to you. "Your eyes look so beautiful this close" you murmur, which makes Michael blush again, lowering his eyes bashfully. You feel his hand on the small of your back, pulling you even closer to him, before he dips his head, his lips grazing yours for a second before he actually kisses you.
Calum: You move your hips to the beat of the music throbbing through the club. You can feel a set of piercing eyes on your body from the bar and you tease the man they belong to, gyrating your body against your girlfriends as he watches. Getting lost in the music, you don't realize he has walked over until you feel his hands on your hips. You smirk, grinding against him so he grips your hips tighter. As soon as the song changes, he spins you round to face him "can I kiss you?" He asks, his lips soft against your ear. As he leans back you get a good look at his face, his good looks paired with the alcohol you've had, convinces you to nod, and he grins. "I'm Calum by the way" he says as he leans in to kiss you.
Luke: "Don't you dare" you giggle, as you feel Luke's fingers on your rib cage. You bite your lip, squinting up at him with the sun in your eyes. "Try and stop me" Luke teases, he moves closer to you, smirking. You close your eyes, laughing before he even starts tickling you. Your body begins to writhe from the second he touches you, and you squeal with laughter as he tickles you manically. "L-Luke, stop" you giggle, trying to grab his hands. He stops tickling you, grinning as he places his hands either side of your head, both of you out of breath. With the sun behind him his hair looks like a golden halo, and you can't help but stare, mesmerized. "Can I kiss you?" He asks, still slightly out of breath, you nod, threading your fingers through his hair and pulling him towards you.
Ashton: "Get off me" you mutter, pushing your boyfriend away and folding your arms over your chest. "Baby I've said I'm sorry" Ashton whines, you shrug and get up to leave the room "I don't feel like talking right now" you grumble. Ashton sighs and grabs your hand, pulling you back to the couch "then let's not talk baby, just sit with me" he says softly, pulling you into his lap. You roll your eyes and wriggle off his lap, sitting as far away from him as possible instead. You can feel Ashton tracing patterns on the back of your hand and you grit your teeth. "I know you're mad baby, but can I kiss you?" He asks, his eyes hopeful. You glare at the floor and shake your head, Ashton raises your hand to his lips, pressing soft kisses to your knuckles "please?" He murmurs, one hand moving to tilt your face towards him. "Fine" you mutter, unable to resist his eyes.
