Love Like War by All Time Low
Ashton:
We go together or we don’t go down at all
You sit there in your pajamas, watching an interview of your boyfriend’s band on the biggest tv channel in the country.
“And Ashton, I believe that you wanted to share some very big news.”
“Yes. I just wanted to say something that I’ve wanted to for about two months. Um… Well, as most of you know, I’ve been dating my girlfriend, (y/n), for almost three years now, and were both legally adults. We would like to share something that we need you to take lightly. I want people to know that this was something that was both of our fault’s. No one must blame her or else I will personally come and punch you in the face. Well… I guess I should share the news. Well, (y/n) is pregnant. And if anyone calls her a slut, just know that your wrong. The baby is mine. It’s half mine and half hers. It’s ours.”
You hear noise from behind you and you turn around really quickly.
“Ashton?” You say, getting up.
“Hello.” He says, walking towards you and sitting you back down on the couch.
“You didn’t have to say all of that stuff, Ash.”
“We’re going through this together. If we weren’t, I wouldn’t have announced it to the world. We will always be together and that’s why I got you this.” He says, taking a diamond ring out of this pocket.
Luke:
For the thrill of your touch, I will shamefully lust,
as you tell me we’re nothing but trouble…
"I’M DONE LUKE. I CANT KEEP DOING THIS. THIS IS THE FINAL STRAW."
“(Y/N). DONT BE INSANE. THIS ISNT THE END WE CAN WORK THIS OUT.”
“NO LUKE. I CANT DO THIS”
“At least stay one more night.”
“Luke I can’t”
“Yes you can. We can work this out in the morning.”
“We can’t work this out”
“Then in the morning you can leave, but you can’t leave now. Please” he says, hugging you.
You finally breakdown and start crying into his shoulder. He lays you down and pulls the covers over you. He snuggles up next to you and kisses your cheek.
“Luke… This can’t keep happening. This is toxic.”
“(y/n), but that’s just who we are. We’re trouble for each other, yes, but we also love each other.”
You sit there in silence, then you turn and hug him tighter. That’s when you realize that he’s right. You’ll always lust after him and he will always love you.
Calum:
Is this the end of us, or just a means to start again?
"Calum!" you scream across the airport.
“(y/n)!” you hear his voice yell back.
He comes running straight at you and hugs you tightly.
Suddenly, a girl about your age walks up behind Calum.
“Hey! I thought I lost you!” She says, hugging him.
You look up at him.
“(y/n), this is Lola”
You weakly smile and start walking towards the car and they follow you. You knew it was a bad idea to let him leave right after you got into a fight. When you suggested that you take a break, he just walked out. He left for a month. But you has already planned on picking him up from the airport.
When you get back to your and Calum’s apartment- which you were pretty sure was just Calum’s now- you walked up to your bedroom and started packing all of your clothes up. You hear the door creak open.
“Hey.” Calum lightly says.
You look up, weakly say, “hi,” then continue packing.
“What are you doing?” He asks.
“Well aren’t we broken up now?”
“Are we?” He asks.
“Well now that you already fucking have a new girlfriend I guess we are. And look when I said ‘take a break’ I meant for a short period of time like just while you were gone we’d separate ourselves a little then it would all go back to normal. But apparently you didn’t pick up on that. So I’m guessing that because you actually have a steady job, this apartment is yours and I’ll move back in with my sister or something. I don’t think I can stay roommates with someone I still love and his new girlfriend.”
“You still love me?”
“Yes, Calum, I still love you. And now I’m letting you go.”
“You don’t need to…”
“Why Calum? What about Lola?”
“I don’t care about her, (y/n). I care about you. I love you. And now I think we should just start over. So, (y/n), will you go out on a date with me?”
Michael:
at the end of the day you can tell me I’m wrong,
‘cause you went to all the trouble…
“Look, michael, I know I was wrong”
“Yeah, you were, (y/n).”
“I don’t know what else to say besides I’m sorry and I love you”
“Look, this isn’t something that you can just apologize for. You knew my parents were coming over and you knew I was cooking dinner and you knew that I was sitting here waiting for you and you planned a girls night and invited them over!”
“Look I know I was wrong. I was wrong. You went through all the trouble to do all of that and I shouldn’t have. At the end of the day, I learned my lesson. I just lost track of time and what day it was and I’m really sorry”
He sighs.
“Well can I tell you what I wanted to tell you last night?”
“Yes please”
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He reaches into his pocket and looks to the ground. He slowly bends down and pulls his hand out of his pocket.
“Michael… You don’t have to…”
“No. I do. I overreacted. You were at work all day and I don’t blame you.”
He opens the ring box.
“(y/full/n), will you marry me
