Michael - You smiled, grabbing your bags as you headed towards the airport lobby. In sight, you could see Ashton and Calum, but you sighed at another sight. Their girlfriends. You had to admit, they were both prettier than you, but they always looked down on you like you were on a level below them and they very much treated you like their servant. “Y/N!” They made jealous faces as you hugged both of the boys, them grabbing your bags for you. “Hi girls.” They only scrunched their faces, turning on their heels and walking away from you. You sighed, looking down and trudging out behind them. When you got to the hotel, Michael was there, waiting. “Hi baby!” You squealed, running to him as he picked you up. “How were they?” “Like sour lemons.” He sighed, kissing your forehead as Calum sat your bags beside you. “They’ll come around. I mean they did only just meet you, y’know?” You nodded, turning around as they were staring at you, whispering to each other occasionally. “I just hope so.”
Luke - You slowly peeled your eyes open, hearing muffled chatter and laughter coming from downstairs. You sighed, grabbing some underwear and Luke’s flannel, buttoning it as you walked down the stairs. “Aaah, good morning beautiful.” Luke said, kissing you as he pulled you into his lap. You looked across the table, seeing all of the boys, including the other girlfriends eating their breakfast too. “Y/N do you want some cereal?” Ashton’s girlfriend asked, offering you a bowl as you shook your head. “I’m not hungry.” She only scoffed, rolling her eyes as she went back to eating. The other girlfriends didn’t seem to like you that much, and you didn’t know why. They only acted cordial towards you when the boys were around. “I’m going to get coffee.” You said to Luke, not giving him a chance to kiss you again as you were in the kitchen. You grabbed a mug, fighting back some tears as Cal’s girlfriend stepped in. “Do you know where the sugar is?” She turned around, walking out as you sighed. “Okay then.”
Ashton - You turned up the radio some more, smiling to yourself as One Direction began playing. You were getting some clothes ready for yours and Ashton’s outing tonight. Just as you picked out a shirt, you faintly heard a knock on the door. You turned, expecting Ashton but instead it was the face of Luke’s girlfriend. You were all the same age, the age of 18. “Could you please turn that down? Some of us like taking naps here.” You lowered the music, Michael’s girlfriend appearing as well. “Look guys, I know you think it’s pretty cute to dislike me, but we are under the same roof for a while, so let’s spit it out. Why don’t you guys like me?” Luke’s girlfriend smirked, stepping closer to you. “Well you think you’re all that because you’re dating Ashton. The fans like you more than us and well, you’re boyfriend is the hottest.” You rolled your eyes, her answers pretty ridiculous. “Pretty real answers.” You rolled your eyes, turning back up your music as they tried talking to you. “Sorry can’t hear your bullshit!” They gave up, slamming the door as you smirked to yourself.
Calum - You sat in the kitchen, eating a banana and scrolling through Tumblr on your laptop as everyone seemed to move around upstairs this morning. You almost gagged, seeing Ashton’s girlfriend come down the stairs. “Aw, practicing with a banana just in case Calum asks you to do the nasty?” “Go jump off a cliff.” “I jump if you jump, little miss virgin.” Your cheeks lit up, your eyes shifting to the floor. Of course you were ashamed of being a virgin, but Calum was okay with you wanting to wait until marriage. Apparently the other girlfriends weren’t so okay with it. “It’s none of your business.” You said, trying to defend yourself as the other two girls came down. “Aww, someone looks mad.” Michael’s girlfriend said, smirking as you shut your laptop, standing. “You’re stuck with us for two more weeks, you won’t make it.” You jetted upstairs as they all laughed in the background. You sat on the bed, seeing Calum fixing his hair. “You alright babe?” You nodded, quickly wiping away a tear. “Peachy keen.”
