Luke: You never got angry at Luke -- ever. Not until now. He promised that he would pick you up from school and you waited for hours and he never came. So when you rode the bus home and entered the house, you find Luke sleeping on the couch, car keys in hand and shoes still on. You slammed the front door loudly and stomped upstairs to your shared bedroom. A few minutes later, Luke enters the room and kneels down in front of you, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep."
"That's three times in a row, you think apologizing would make me feel better?!" You shout.
He looks down for a moment until you hear him sniffing. "I-I'm sorry, I'm tired from band practice, I barely see my family and friends, and never have time for you anymore, please I'm so sorry, b-baby."
You sigh and slide down the bed to cup his face and wipe his tears, "it's okay, please stop crying. I didn't mean to snap at you, I love you so much and I understand how pressured you feel."
You both hug each other tightly and allowed Luke to cry a little more, and you do your best to comfort him.
Ashton: Just when you thought that Ashton was the toughest guy on the planet, you discovered that he was afraid of tiny needles. You didn't understand how he even got a tattoo when that clearly involved a needle piercing through your skin, but Ashton said that hospital needles were worse. He had to get a flu shot and he was already in tears when the doctor brought the syringe out.
"Baby, look at me. Remember that one time I had to get my wisdom teeth out and you told me that everything was going to be okay? Well, right now, you're going to be okay." You say, cupping his face and wiping the tears away. As you lowered your face to kiss his lips, the doctor was already finished with the shot and Ashton didn't even flinch.
"See? I told you."
Calum: "No, Calum. I'm sick of hearing your lies. Just get out of my house, I don't want to see you anymore!" You shout and push him out of the door.
A few minutes later, you hear sobbing from outside and you knew it was Calum. Your anger suddenly turned to guilt because you overreacted to something so small. You didn't mean to kick Calum out since the issue was partly your fault too. As you open the door, you see your boyfriend crying as he hugged his knees. You rushed over to him and wrapped your arms around his torso as he immediately hugged back. You wipe his tears with the sleeve of your sweater and kissed him all over his face, whispering how sorry you are.
Michael: Michael cries whenever he gets frustrated, and you find it really cute because he acts like such a child, pouting his lips, crossing his arms, groaning and stomping his feet. After he throws a fit, he would run to you and lie down on your lap, waiting for you to comfort him and kiss him a lot of times until he feels better.
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