He Gets Angry

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Ashton:

Ashton rarely ever gets angry. But when he does get angry, he really gets angry.

You were already in bed when he came home that night, slamming the front door shut. The noise startled you, and you sat up in bed, pulling out your earphones. Only a minute later, Ashton walked through the door, and you could immediately tell that he was angry.

"Ash, baby whats wrong?" You asked, getting out of bed. He hadn't said a word. "Ashton?"

"I just hate what some fans say about you. It pisses me off that anyone who calls themselves a fan would want the one person who makes me so happy to die." He yelled. You made him sit on the bed, and standing in between his legs, you begun rubbing his shoulders to soothe him. "I'm sorry for yelling baby." He sighed after a few minutes of silence.

"Its okay" You said, still rubbing his shoulders.

"I just love you so much, and I get so mad every time I hear or read something negative about you or our relationship." He said, putting his arms around your waist and pulling you down so that you were sitting on his lap. You leaned your head on his shoulder. "I love you." He mumbled, and you felt yourself slowly drift off and fall into a deep sleep while still in Ashton's arms.

Calum:

"Why the hell have you been talking to him?" Calum yelled, your phone still in his large hand.

"It's not what it looks like, Cal." You tried to remain calm.

"Not what it looks like? What reason do you have for talking to your ex boyfriend!?" His voice was so loud it made you flinch. "Amswer me!" He yelled. You stood there looking at him, waiting for him to calm down, not knowing that your silence only amgered him more.

"Calum, just give me my cell phone." You sighed. Then he did the unthinkable. He sent your cell phone flying across the room. You backed away from him, only to have your back meet with the cold wall. You had never seen him this angry before. "Calum, you're scaring me." You said, and watched his face immediately soften.

"I'm so sorry baby. Oh gosh, I don't know whats gotten into me." He said, crouching down to retrieve your cell phone which was now cracked. He got up to walk toward you and pull you into his arms. "I'm so sorry baby. I didn't know what to think when I saw his name on the screen. I just don't wanna lose you."

"You won't lose me babe. I love you." You whispered.

"I love you too." He said, before bringing his lips to yours. "And I promise I'll get you a new phone."

Luke:

"Why didn't you tell me!" Your best friend, Luke, yelled.

"I ...I didn't think it was a big deal." You say shyly.

"Not a big deal? He put his fucking hands on you! That is a big deal!"

"Luke, please calm down." You said quietly.

"Where is he?" He was ready to go out and find your boyfriend, who for a few weeks now, had been acting violently towards you.

"Luke-"

"Where is he!?" He repeated, louder this time.

"What will you do to him?" You couldn't help but ask.

"I am going to kill him!" Luke snapped. You couldn't hold in your tears anymore. As soon as he saw you cry, Luke's anger dissolved. He stepped toward you, putting his arm around you and running a finger across the bruise that was already forming on your cheek, making you flinch. "You deserve so much better." He whispered.

Michael:

You were at Nandos with Michael, when a cute waiter walked passed and winked at you. He didn't like anyone flirting with you. Especially not right in front of him. You were his, and his only.

"Could you stop making googly eyes at my girlfriend long enough to take our order please?" Michael snapped as the waiter still had his eyes on you.

"Sorry man." The waiter replied smugly, eyes still on you ...more like, eyes still on your boobs.

"Stop starring at my girlfriend you perverted freak!" Michael slammed his fist against the table, making you flinch.

"Michael, baby." You said trying to calm him down. Michael got out of his seat and was ready for a fight with the rude waiter when you jumped out of your seat, putting your small hand on his arm. You leaned up and kissed his lips, which you knew would get him to calm down. The waiter just scoffed and stalked off.

"I'm sorry I got angry like that." He apologised.

"Its okay." You smiled, loving the fact that he got jealous.

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