Ashton:
He’s drunk… and it’s funny. He’s singing random songs and talking nonsense, making you laugh. Every time he catches your eye he smiles widely and tells you how pretty you are. You had finally gotten him back home, only for him to sit down on the couch. You try to pull him up and make him go to bed, but he pouts his lip and whines that he’s already comfortable. After a few more tries you give up and sit next to him. You rest your head on his shoulder and let out a sigh. It had been a long but very fun night. You were just ready to get in bed and go to sleep.
“Come on Ash, we need to go to bed, it’s really late.” You say reaching out to grab his hand.
“Fiiiiine” he groans dramatically, standing up with your help. You make your way into the bedroom and sit Ashton on the edge of the bed helping him slip off his shirt. He giggles cutely as you take his pants off and help him under the covers.
“Where are you going???” He sits up and grabs your hand when you turn to walk away.
“To get ready for bed silly” you laugh and peck his lips quickly. He mutters an ‘oh’ as you walk away. You had just finished wiping your makeup off when you hear Ashton whining.
“Baaaaabe… Y/N?? Hurry uppp.” You walk in and cross your arms looking at him.
“Hi” he says quietly, making you crack a smile. As you crawl into bed he lifts his arm, letting you cuddle into his side.
“Y/N…?” He asks quietly. You just hum back for him to reply.
“What if I asked you to marry me?” He asks casually. You lift your head and look at him trying to find out if he’s being serious. He peers at you with a hopeful look.
“Well, I’d say yes, of course. Why? Are you proposing? Ashton you’re drunk! You can’t propose while you’re drunk!” You start to panic.
“No no, Y/N.. I’m not proposing.. Not yet, anyways.” He smiles at you. “I love you.” He whispers.
You smile down at him and lean down, “I love you too, Ashton” you reply, kissing him softly. Long after Ashton had drifted off to sleep, you were still wide awake, a million thoughts running through your mind. Joy surging through your body as you think about marrying him.
You imagine everything in your head. How you would look in your dress, who your bridesmaids would be, seeing Ash at the end of the isle, dressed in a tux, looking extremely handsome with that dazzling smile. And most of all, you imagine spending the rest of your life with him, and nothing had ever made you happier than the thought of being with him forever.
Calum:
He’s drunk… and flirty. It was your birthday and you had a huge party at your house. It was around 4 in the morning and Calum had been drinking non-stop since around 11, needless to say, he was drunk off his ass. Everyone else had left already and you were trying to get Calum to bed. You had been pretty good friends with the boys ever since you met them on the set of their music video where you were working. But there was something about the tall, brown eyed boy that made your heart race and your palms sweaty. It was easy to fall for him, he was so down to earth and such a gentleman. He made it hard to hide your feelings too, being so trustworthy and loyal, you felt so comfortable with him.
He was stumbling through your kitchen with a big grin on show. He watched as you cleaned up a little. You pulled him with you towards your room and he wouldn’t stop trying to feel you up and laughing every time you slapped his hands away.
“Are you taking me to your bedroom?” He asks with a grin. “Yes Calum, and your going to sleep.”
“Are you going to sleep with me?” He asks wiggling his eyebrows at you.
