Calum: "And that's why the next world war will not be over water, but over cheese," Calum concluded. You nodded and mocked, "Very convincing." He nudged you with a big grin. You were strolling through the park together, enjoying a nice afternoon. Just then, you heard a male voice growl, "I'd like to see that in a low cut top, am I right lads?" He cackled and ended it with a harsh wolf whistle. You gasped when you realized he was talking about you. Calum knew too because in an instant, he was all up in this guy's face. "What did you just say about my girlfriend?" Cal asked. "I was chatting up her rack," The guy laughed at him. Your boyfriend pushed him a little, "Just shut up, ok?" And maturely walked away. Behind him, the guy chuckled to his buddy, "I don't even know why that beauty is with that tool." Calum whipped right back around, "Well, if you must know, you're a douche with a big mouth and bad attitude. I've got a great personality plus we can all see, I'm adorable as heck." Calum was just inches away from his face as he snarled, "And I've got a big dick that could knock you down with one slap to the face." You burst out laughing as you pulled Cal away and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
Michael: You and Michael were coming back from seeing the new Spiderman movie and he had been ranting about it ever since you left the theater. It was dark now and you had let him blab on and on for what seemed like hours, though it was only 20 minutes. You were passing an alley when you saw a group of guys lurking. You were immediately cautious, but Mikey missed it altogether. One of the guys grinned at you maliciously and whistled at you. "Michael," You tugged at his sweater, "That guy is really scaring me." Your boyfriend instantly stopped talking and looked down at you and then to the guy, "I got this." You tried to stop him, but he was already over there. "Hey," He approached with a smile on his face, "You're frightening my girlfriend." The guy seemed to mock him, "Oh and what are you gonna do about it?" Mikey got a little closer, "Look, you fucking anchovy, I will destroy you." You cocked your head. Out of all the insults in the world, Michael chose anchovy? "Anchovy!" The guy snorted, "That's all you got?" "I'm not playing around with you, kazoo!" Michael shouted and shoved his hair in the guy's face, "INHALE THE CHEMICALS BITCH!" You couldn't help but giggle from afar. Suddenly Michael started doing these fake kung fu type movements and you were completely embarrassed. What was he doing? The guy was obviously confused as well. He watched Michael with utter bewilderment. All of the sudden, Mikey kicked him square in the groin, "Take that!" Your mouth hung open in amazement. Your boyfriend ran to you, grabbed your hand, and the two of you ran all the way home. You were laughing despite the fear of getting chased back to your apartment. Michael is your perfect boyfriend, even though he's literally a child at heart.
Ashton: You and Ashton were walking back from a nice lunch date. He had just come back from tour and wanted to take you out. It was a beautiful day and almost nothing could ruin it. Almost. You were walking by a group of scumbags, smoking cigarettes, and spitting, when things started to go awry. One of them whistled at you and said, "Oi, look at the rear on that one. Hit me up!" You immediately tensed up. Ashton could feel it and took charge. He didn't say anything; just simply kissed your head and went after them. His strong little thighs carried him with a speed you've never seen on him before. Ashton took the one who whistled at you by the collar of his shirt and pushed him up against the brick wall. He then anchored his fist to face the guy's nose and struck him with great force. The guy fell to the floor in pain and before he could get up, Ashton kicked both his shins. You stared at the scene in shock. Your boyfriend returned to your side and slid his fingers through yours. "Ashton," You sputtered. He looked straight ahead and declared, "No one disrespects my girl," as you walked away from that disaster.
Luke: It was Luke's birthday and you and the other boys were throwing him a surprise party. It was your job to bring him there. A couple of young guys, around Luke's age, were sitting on a wall, and admiring what passed. Three of them took one look at you and whistled. They proceeded to hop off the wall and walk towards you. You grip tightened around Luke's arm as you continued walking away from them. "Yeah, keep walking, girly," One of them sneered, "You know we can almost see your ass." You pulled your dress down quickly and picked up the pace. Another one muttered, "Slut." That's when Luke got feisty. You could feel his arm muscles tense and you rubbed it, "It's fine Luke, just keep walking." He shook his head and mumbled something, turning around, and holding his fist up. "That will be the last time you breathe another word about my girlfriend!" He gritted his teeth. The next thing you knew, Luke had been knocked to the ground. "Luke!" You yelled, and chased after the guy who punched him. You pushed him over and kicked him right in the face, "Don't you ever lay a hand on my boyfriend again!" And finished by spitting onto his face. You ran back to Luke who was wobbling while getting off the ground. He already had a huge bruise over his eye. "Shit, Luke," You shook your head, "Now you're gonna look like this for your party?" He grumbled, "I was trying to protect you. I can't believe I fucking failed." You sunk your lips into his, "I love you baby." He laughed, "I love you too." His brow furrowed, "Party?" You bit your lip, "Surprise?"
