Michael:
“Truth or Dare Mikey?” you ask. “Um, dare.” “Ok, ok. You are not allowed to play video games tomorrow,” you say giggling. “What?! All day?” he groans. “Yup,” you say popping the p. “Fine. Truth or dare?” “Dare.” “I dare you to kiss me,” he says. You gulp and peck his lips. He brings your face back to his and keeps it there. “I think I know how I can keep myself entertained tomorrow,” he smirks. You smile and kiss him again.
Luke:
“Truth or Dare Luke?” Ashton asks. Meanwhile, Calum is dialing you. “Truth.” You answered the phone, but no one replies. You think Cal butt-dialed you. You hear the boys’ voices and Luke say truth. “Tell us about your crush on (Y/N).” Oh, you had to hear this. “Um, I don’t know. Like she is amazing. She makes my day great. Her smile and her eyes are just breathtaking. And her laugh, oh my god I love it. I just love her,” he finishes. You texted Luke saying “Aw, I love you too Penguin. And thank Calum, boyfriend ;)”. You hear Luke yell “Calum I hate you, but thanks.” You smile and hang up.
Calum:
“Truth or Dare Calum?” your little brother asks. “Dare.” “Oh! I dare you to go and eat some of the cookies that (Y/N) is making,” he says giggling. “But I don’t want to get in trouble,” your boyfriend whines while smiling and getting up. You are in the kitchen finishing the last batch of cookies when Calum and your brother come in. “Hey boys!” you greet. Calum gets two cookies and eats them fast before you can realize what he is doing. “Calum!” you yell. “Uh oh, Calum is in trouble!” your brother song-sings while running away. Calum justs laughs, hugs you around the waist and pecks your cheek.
Ashton:
“Daddy, can you play a game with me?” your daughter asks. “Sure sweetie,” he leans down to pick her up. “Which game?” “Truth or Dare?” she asks. “Ok.” He leads them into the living room where he sets them on the ground in front of the couch. They start with silly questions and funny responses until your daughter gets serious. “Daddy, Truth or Dare?” “Truth,” he says laughing. “Do you miss mommy?” she asks, tears rushing down her face. “Of course I do baby. I miss her every second of every day.” “Why did she have to leave?” she ask crying into his shoulder. He places her on his lap and rubs her back. “It was her time. She was tired and had to leave, but remember she loves you very much.”
