Ashton:
He was nervous about something, and you could tell. It was cute to see him like that, but you couldn't help but wonder what it was that was getting him so nervous. You two were out on a date at your favourite Italian restaurant. He had a table specially set for the two of you. You had no idea why he was spoiling you when it should have been the other way around since it was his birthday.
"(Y/N)?" Ashton said.
"Yeah?" You smiled at your boyfriend of two years.
"Uhm, I uhm have something really important to ask you." He said and you nodded. He took in a deep breath and mumbled something to himself before getting up from his seat and positioning himself on one knee in front of you. You could hear your own gasps at the sight in front of you.
"(Y/N)," he said taking your hand in his "This is probably going to sound so cheesy, but you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you more than life itself. If I had to choose between breathing and loving you, I would choose to use my last breath to say that I love you." He said, the whole thing coming out rushed. You felt the tears in your eyes already. "Oh gosh, I'm forgetting like half of the speech." He mumbled, and you giggled. "The point is that I love you. I love you so much that I am afraid that if you left me I wouldn't be able to function. I want to make babies with you, watch all those corny romances that you love so much, I want you to be the first thing that I see every morning when I open my eyes and the last thing I see every night when I close my eyes to sleep." His voice then changed from normal to just above a whisper, and it was the most beautiful thing you had ever heard. "(Y/N) (Y/MN) (Y/LN) will you make me the happiest man alive by allowing me to change your last name to Irwin?" The tears fell from your eyes, and you couldn't even find the words to speak, so you just nodded your head with the biggest smile growing on your face.
Calum:
He planted kisses down your neck as he moved slowly in and out of you.
"Cal ..." You moaned in pleasure as he made love to you. He groaned as beads of sweat were beginning to form on his forehead. "Oh god." You groaned, pressing your fingernails into his biceps.
"(Y/N)" he moaned. "Marry me." He whispered as the two of you came undone.
"Yes." You breathed and he put his lips to yours in a slow passionate kiss.
"I love you." He mumbled against your lips.
Luke:
You were on Spring Break, and instead of going to all the outrageous parties with your college friends, you had decided to surprise Luke while he was on tour.
Your flight had been delayed, and you couldn't catch him before the show that night. After taking a shower and changing into a decent enough outfit, you went to the arena where the boys were performing. Security was tight and they wouldn't allow you in until the boys' manager came out to explain that you were Luke's girlfriend.
You stood side stage smiling to yourself as you watched your boyfriend sing his heart out in front of a large crowd. They were in the middle of performing Lost Boy when Michael tapped Luke on the shoulder and pointed to you. Luke turned in your direction and the most gorgeous smile spread onto his face. He signaled for you to come onto stage, and you shook your head still with a smile on your face. He stopped the song, and spoke into the microphone.
"I would like to introduce you all to a very special someone." He said, and you covered your face with your hands. "(Y/N), could you come out here for a second?" He asked and you hesitated for a second, but walked toward Luke on the stage. As soon as you got to him, he took your hand in his and dropped down on one knee and your eyes almost popped right out of your head. The crowd went insane once they realised what he was doing. "(Y/N) will you do me the honours of becoming my wife?" He asked. The tears poured down your face as you nodded your head, unable to say anything else. You two were young, but your love was so mature. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him and you had no doubt about it.
Michael:
15 years ago ...
"Hi, what's your name?" The blond haired boy asked you.
"I'm (Y/N)." You said shyly.
"Are you new here?" He asked and you nodded your head slowly. "Do you have any friends?" He asked.
"No. Can you be my friend?" You asked the boy whose name you still did not know.
"Okay. But only if you marry me when we're older."
"Okay." You smiled.
"I'm Michael by the way."
Present Day:
"Michael!" You groaned, trying to push your half naked boyfriend off of you. "We are going to be late!"
"We're already late!" He said, planting kisses all over your face and you just sighed. "So when is the wedding?" He asked.
"What wedding?" You frowned.
"Our wedding of course! You promised to marry me once we were older. We're older now! Don't think that I forgot about that."
"Michael we were eight!" You giggled.
"It was still a legitimate proposal." He shrugged and you couldn't help but laugh. "So how about it then? Marry me."
"You're not serious." You laughed.
"Dead serious." He said, and he looked you in the eyes, all jokes aside. "Marry me."
"Okay." You said, smiling, just like you did all those years ago.
"I love you." He whispered, connecting your lips.
"I only tolerate you." You joked, earning a pout from him. "Okay, okay, I love you." You smiled, and planted a kiss to his nose.
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