Calum: Dylan O'Brien
"Cal" you squeal, you're backstage at the 2014 VMA's and the boys have just finished performing, you give him a hug "you guys were so great, but Cal...do you think you could introduce me to Dylan?" you say excitedly "Dylan? Uh sure why?" he chuckles "because...he's Dylan O'Brien I don't need any other reason" you mutter, hopping on your toes, Calum laughs and grabs your hand, leading you over to Dylan "hey Dyl" he smiles "hey Cal, you guys sounded great out there!" Dylan grins
"thanks, we were pretty nervous" he laughs, you nudge him "so this is uh (Y/N), my girlfriend, she's kind of in love with you" Calum introduces you, you blush and extend your hand to Dylan, his eyes go up and down your body, checking you out "he's just exaggerating, I'm not in love with you" you say nervously "well you're very beautiful (Y/N), Calum's a lucky guy" Dylan smiles, kissing your hand, Calum clears his throat and wraps an arm around your waist "yeah um definitely, I'm afraid (Y/N) and I have to get going, so I'll uh talk to you later" he says, steering you away
"Cal I didn't even get to say goodbye" you whine "oh well" he mutters, pulling you back towards the other boys "Calum, you're acting really strangely, what's wrong?" you ask softly, laying your hands on his shoulders "I don't know I just, I don't like the way he was looking at you" he mumbles "aw Cal, you're so adorable when you're jealous, I don't even like Dylan that much, he's not half as cute as you" you chuckle, hugging him tightly "hmph, damn right he isn't" Calum mumbles into your hair.
Ashton: Cristiano Ronaldo
"Just take the shirt off baby, take it off!" you cry, watching the football match intently, you moan as Cristiano Ronaldo pulls his shirt over his head exposing his perfect body "oh god yes! Fuck why are you so hot?" you whimper "if I didn't know any better I would have thought you were masturbating in here" Ashton mutters, coming into the living room, you giggle, your eyes still trained on Cristiano's shirtless body
"he is honestly just perfect, god he's so beautiful, why can't he just marry me so I can jump his fucking Portuguese bones?" you cry, Ashton rolls his eyes and turns the tv off "w-what did you do that for?" you groan "I don't want to watch my girlfriend have a fucking orgasm because of some damn football player on tv!" he scowls "Ash are you jealous?" you ask, poking him "no" he snaps "I think you are" you sing
"well I have every right to be" Ashton growls "aw Ash" you coo "you know the only bones I like jumping are your Aussie ones" you giggle, he shakes his head, chuckling to himself "I fucking love you, you know that?" he laughs, pinning you on the couch, he presses his lips to yours, pushing your shirt over your head.
Michael: Theo James
"Oh.My.God.I Cannot. I just no. Let me breathe won't you! I'm so done! Just dead!" you whimper, as you watch Divergent and Four takes his shirt off to show Tris his tattoo "you sound like such a fan girl" Michael mutters, glaring at the screen "Theo James is my life" you say matter of factly, Michael rolls his eyes and moves away "Mikey you said you'd watch with me" you pout "well that was before you started hyperventilating over Leo James" he snaps
"his name's Theo and you know it" you giggle "I don't care what his stupid name is" he huffs "you're so damn cute" you giggle, hugging him from behind "go away" he mutters "aw Mikey, are you really jealous?" you ask him, he shrugs "you don't have to be, you know I love you" you chuckle, tickling his side "s-stop" he laughs, wriggling around, you smirk and lie next to him, snuggling up to him "I love you more than Theo okay?" you smile, pressing your lips to his.
Luke: Niall Horan
"(Y/N), get up!" Niall laughs, pulling you out of Luke's bunk, you only have your underwear on and he grins "did you have a little fun last night?" he smirks, making your cheeks heat up "aw you're blushing, here you can wear my shirt" he offers, pulling his shirt over his head "th-thanks" you stammer, trying to tear your eyes away from his toned torso "so it's just you and me cause all the others went out and I was wondering if you'd like to go outside and play football" he smiles
"sure, I fucking suck at football though" you giggle, tying your hair up "I love the way you just swear like that" Niall smirks. The two of you grab Louis' football and head outside into, the fenced off area, behind the barriers there are millions of screaming fans, and they just go wilder at the sight of Niall in just sweatpants. The two of you kick the ball around for a while and then you slip in a small puddle and fall on your butt
"bugger, that fucking hurt" you groan as Niall helps you up, laughing loudly "don't laugh at me!" you pout "I-I'm sorry babe, but that was hilarious, you're so clumsy, it's adorable, but I'm sorry I'll stop now" he chuckles, pulling you into a hug "hey uh what's going on here?" your boyfriend Luke asks, coming up from behind the tourbus "oh hey Luke" you giggle, skipping over to him "we're just playing some footie" Niall explains "and your girl fell, which is why her ass is dirty" he adds
you blush bright red and laugh, but Luke is just quiet, he stalks onto the tourbus, leaving you confused, you hurry after him and grab his hand "hey what's wrong baby?" you ask "nothing" he replies "Luke are you getting jealous of Niall again?" you tease "well you like him don't you?" he snaps "I might have a crush on Niall, but you don't see me with him do you?" you ask "I'm with you, because I love you, I just have a little crush on Niall, but I love you" you explain "I love you too" Luke mumbles, pressing his lips to yours and leading you towards his bunk.
