Calum: The day went by slowly, your co-workers wishing you a happy birthday while the work never seemed to actually end. And to make things worse, Calum wasn't even in the apartment when you woke up, making you think he had forgotten and went to hang out with the boys. So your day wasn't going exactly as you wanted it to go. Getting home, you were hoping for something- anything- to let you know that Calum hadn't forgotten. But when you opened the front door, the apartment was dark. "Cal?" you called out, sliding your shoes off and hanging your keys up. Quietly, you walked to your room, ready to just pass out and yell at Calum when he got home when you saw a glow coming from the bathroom. "Cal?" you asked again, opening up the door and seeing him sitting on the bathroom floor. Candles were lit everywhere, steam rising from the water in the tub, and Calum was looking up at you lovingly. "Happy birthday, beautiful," he greets you quietly, standing up and hugging you. "I-I thought you-" you stutter, interrupted by his laugh. "Forgot? Never."
Michael: Slowly, so he wouldn't wake you up, Michael tip-toed into your bedroom, dropping his bag by the door and changing into a pair of shorts before blindly walking towards the bed. He tried to be as quiet as possible, but this only caused him to trip against the bed frame, plummeting to the floor and making a very loud crash. "Y/N, it's me," he groaned when he saw you shoot up from your bed. "Michael?" you ask softly, still delirious since you were asleep a couple of seconds ago. "I'm sorry I'm late," he apologizes, getting up and crawling into bed beside you. "But my flight got delayed and then it took a really long time for them to get the luggage and then I sort of got lost in the airport because I didn't sleep on the plane and then for some reason there was traffic even though it's almost 2am and-" "Just get in bed and cuddle with me, you idiot," you grumble, pulling the covers back over you. "Happy birthday, baby," he chuckles, snaking his arm around your waist while he pulled you against him, immediately falling asleep.
Ashton: You rolled over in the bed, blindly reaching for your phone as it loudly rang. "Hello?" you grumbled, immediately greeted by your boyfriend's excited voice. "Happy birthday!" Ashton shouts, causing you to pull your phone away from you ear for a couple of seconds. "Ash, what the hell," you answer, glancing at the clock. "It's only 8am. I think I deserve to sleep in since it's my birthday and all that." "But your present is outside your front door right now!" He protests. "At least I think it is. Don't you want to go and check?" "Can't I check later?" you groan, pulling up the covers over your head. "No, go check now!" he whines, making you roll your eyes and throw the blanket back. "Fine," you mutter, quickly walking to the front door so you could open up the box and go back to bed. But it wasn't a box. "Happy birthday," Ashton whispers, pulling you close and wrapping his arms around you. "I hate you so much."
Luke: "Are you going to tell me what the surprise is yet?" You ask, holding your hands up in front of you as you slowly walk. "If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise," Luke teases, his hand on the small of your back. "Now stop asking." "Are we almost there then, I want to take this blindfold off," you say. "Yeah, we're almost there," he reassures you, leaves crunching underneath his feet. "Okay wait. Stop right here. Now turn this way." He adjusts your position slightly, turning you this way and that before taking the blindfold off. "No way," you gasp, looking around. You were in the park near your flat; except, it didn't really look like the park. There were fairy lights strung up on the trees with a picnic blanket in the middle of it, a stereo and Luke's guitar leaning against a tree. "You did all of this?" "Well, the boys helped me set up and my mom made most of the food... But other than that, yeah I did all of this," he replies, trying to act all cool and confident but ends up blushing instead. "I love you," you sigh, reaching up and kissing his cheek.
