Hiii! If anyone is out there pls comment and vote so I know that someone is reading this book. And sorry for Luke's not really being about the parents (and for it being dirty).
Ashton:
You grabbed the cold, metal doorknob and laced your fingers around it. The moment the weight from your foot touched the creaky hardwood floor, a loud squeak rang out around the room. You cussed, knowing your parents would be here any minute. Sure enough a loud voice booms from behind you. "And where do you think you are going, young lady?" Your dad asks with a glare. You causally shrugged, "Just out for a bit of a walk" you lie, as convincingly as possible. He just narrowed his eyes at you, "YOU ARE NOT GOING TO SEE THE LOSER BOYFRIEND OF YOURS!" He yells at you. You felt the anger bubble up inside you, and before he can say anymore you run out the door. "You won't need to bother coming back Y/N!" You hear him call after you as the door slams behind you. The tears are rushing down your face in a hot, steady stream. You get to Ashton's house quickly and bang on the door. He opens the door with his signature smile embroidered on his gorgeous face. He sees your wrecked state and let you collapse into his loving arms. Once you've calmed down he starts asking what's wrong, "What happened baby?" He asks soothingly. "M-my dad-d banned me from com-ming back," you sob into his chest. "You can stay hear darling, ok?" I nod my head and let him lead me inside, and to the couch.
Calum:
They kicked you out of the house with a final slap on your cheek. Calum pulls you into his warm embrace and takes you over to his waiting car. You slouch against the worn leather. He heaves your bags into the boot and runs over to the drivers side, he climbs in and looks at your tear - stained face. He leans over to you and kisses you lovingly. Then he turns the key in the ignition and drives off down the stereotypical street. You take in the evenly planted trees and the paved squares the make up the pavement. You drive off into the city and pass all the fields that surround the town you once called home. You keep going, no set plan. You just needed to run, and when you runaway you don't plan it. He had a crippling job with no future and you had parents that were taking your freedom right out of your grasp. Your minivan trudges along the never ending roads. We may be lost, drop outs but we are one thing, together.
Luke:
Luke tugged on your arm with his large hand. He whined and whined until you eventually agreed to go get some food for him. You walked towards the majority of the food shop, when you saw a cute little boutique - with the exact dress you were looking for. You gasped dramatically and suddenly yanked on Luke's hand. He surged to the right, stumbling with his feet. You laughed, he was definitely one of the most awkward people you knew. You dragged him into the shop and went to try on the dress. He sat down on the waiting chair and started scrolling through what you assumed was his twitter feed. The dress fitted perfectly and complimented you in every possible way. You ran out of the curtained off a area and straight to the counter, with Luke trailing in your wake. You walked out of the shop and saw a familiar face in the crowd. Your parents. Shit. You backed into Luke and yanked him towards the janitors room, he groaned. "Why Y/N? All I want is food!" He whines. You chuckle at his impatience and told him about your parents. As you spoke to him, his face changes from a look of annoyance to a look of worry. He then smirks at you, "Well, you know while we're waiting, there are other things we could be doing." He tells you with a suggestive waggle of his eyebrows. Ugh, teenage boys.
Michael:
He opened the door to your house with his spare key. You pulled him into a kiss as soon as he came through the Victorian styled doorway. He smirked and kissed you back. Your parents were out at the moment, so you had invited Michael over. He chuckled as you lead him into your room, stumbling on everything as you walked backwards with his lips attached to yours. Just then you heads a door slam shut. You both brake away, with the same look of horror in your eyes. Your dad walked into your room with a bitter look on his face. His jaw then dropped as he saw Michael on top of you. "GET THAT FREAK OUT OF HERE Y/N!" He yells at you. You flinch an look down at the floor, not wanting to see Mikey's look of hurt. Your dad shoves him towards the door and then pushed past him and over to his study. Mikey came back toward you and set his hands gently on your hips. He leans in toward your face and whispers, "Don't worry baby, I'll never let you go - especially for that dick. I'll see you tonight." He smirks at you. Then he slips out the window without a look back.
