A/N: Ooookay, do I decided to have a go at making some preferences! I am currently writing a long fan fiction about Luke but I am having a writer's block so decided I would get inspired by writing these preferences. Sorry if they are not very good, but hey, it's my first time doing them so here goes :)
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ASHTON
You pulled up outside Ashton's place and slammed the door of your car. Ashton had told you he went out with his band mates last night for a few drinks. You had been fine with this until you had been tweeted a picture of him kissing a girl... with his freaking hand on her butt! You stormed up the steps to the house he shared with Luke, Michael and Calum, and let yourself in.
"Hey (Y/N)!" Calum called from the sofa where he was playing FIFA.
"Where's Ashton?" you asked angrily.
"Upstairs, why? What's-?" he asked, jumping up after you as you ran upstairs.
"Ashton Fletcher Irwin!" you yelled as you flung his bedroom door open.
"(Y/N)?" he asked sleepily. Enraged, you ran over to his bed and pulled the duvet off him.
"Who is she? Did you not think I would find out?!" you screamed at him.
"Wha-?" Ashton looked confused. This made your temper flare up.
"I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? I LOVED YOU! HOW COULD YOU THROW AWAY OUR RELATIONSHIP LIKE THAT WITH SOME STUPID BITCH?" you shouted, tears pricking your eyes. Ashton suddenly caught on to what you were talking about. He jumped out of bed, dressed in only his underwear. Calum stood in the doorway looking gobsmacked.
"It was a drunken mistake, I was so drunk... I am sorry! I never wanted to hurt you..." Ashton began, looking pleadingly up at you. Anger turned into hurt as the tears began rolling down your eyes. You stood silently. Ashton stepped towards you, his hands outstretched.
"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me." you spat, batting his hands away.
"(Y/N)... I didn't mean it, I love you! I LOVE YOU!" Ashton's voice grew louder. You turned away from him in disgust.
"You have a funny way of showing it..." you wept, looking at his pleading face.
"I can't trust you, not after you doing this... it's over..." you whispered.
"NO! (Y/N), let me prove myself, please! I am a mess without you!" Ashton cried, tears spilling out of his eyes.
"You should have thought about that before kissing that girl!" you screamed. Turning on your heel, you ran out of the room, nearly knocking Calum over. You could hear Ashton running after you but you continued, making a bee-line for the door. You threw it open and ran - blinded by tears - to your car. As you started it up, Ashton ran out and slammed himself into the side of your car. He banged on the window, yelling at you to listen to him. You put the car in reverse and teared out of the driveway. Ashton fell onto his knees with his head in his hands.
MICHAEL
Michael lay with his head on your lap as he played Xbox in the back of the tour bus. You were happily scrolling through your Twitter feed. A message from your best friend popped up and you clicked on it.
'Thought you should see this...' it read. There was a video attached to the message, so you pressed play and watched. Michael appeared on the screen, laughing drunkenly. Suddenly, he pulled a girl into the shot and she kissed him, jumping up and wrapping her legs around him, he then proceeded to push her against a wall and kiss her more passionately. Your head spun, you suddenly felt dizzy. Michael looked up at you.
"You okay?" he asked. You suddenly burst into tears and jumped up, causing Michael to fall backwards.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked again, looking worried. You couldn't speak so you flung your phone at him. Michael watched the video with a look of shock on his face.
"I..." he began.
"What the fuck... this was last night... you were wearing that last night when we all went out!" you yelled. Michael looked dumbstruck.
"Was this when I went to the toilet? I was with you the whole night!" you cried. Michael still stood silently.
"ANSWER ME!" you screamed at him.
"I was drunk... she came onto me, you were away..." Michael said slowly.
"SHE CAME ONTO YOU?! YOU LOOKED LIKE YOU FAIRLY ENJOYED THAT! BEING DRUNK IS NO EXCUSE, YOU WERE NOT THAT DRUNK LAST NIGHT, MICHAEL!" your anger raged inside you. Suddenly, Luke and Ashton came running in.
"What's up, we are trying to sleep?!" Luke asked.
"MICHAEL IS A FUCKING CHEATER!" you shouted.
"It's not what it looks like! She came onto me and I was too drunk to push her away!" Michael yelled back. You picked up the glass of lemonade you had been drinking and threw it on him. He was soaked.
"What the fuck?!" Michael exclaimed.
"STOP USING THE FACT YOU WERE DRUNK AS AN EXCUSE YOU PRICK! IT'S FINISHED, WE ARE DONE! I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOU IF YOU CAN'T OWN UP TO YOUR MISTAKES AND APOLOGISE!" you screamed, throwing the glass on the ground.
"(Y/N), I am so sorry!" Michael said, putting his hands on his head. You had had enough, you picked up your phone from the sofa and stormed past Ashton and Luke. You jumped off the bus, nearly falling over in blind rage.
LUKE
You dumped your bag in the hallway. You had just returned from visiting your parents and you decided to surpise your boyfriend, Luke, by coming back early. You could hear movement from upstairs, so you made your way up. As you reached the door to your bedroom, you suddenly paused. The sound of moaning met your ears. Listening more closely, you could hear the rhythmic pounding of the bed against the wall. Your heart sped up as you slowly opened the door. Luke was there but he wasn't alone. He was thrusting hard into some girl who was groaning loudly on your bed. You forgot how to breathe. The girl noticed you standing in the doorway and quickly tried to cover herself with the duvet. Luke stopped and looked up. His face went white. He shot up out of the bed, standing there completely naked.
"How could you?..." you burst into tears. The girl slowly got out of the bed and began to get dressed.
"Get the fuck out of my house you little whore!" you spat at the girl.
"(Y/N)... I..." Luke started, walking round the bed towards you.
"You what Luke? What can you say? What's your excuse? That you were just feeling horny?" you yelled.
"It was a mistake, I am sorry! She means nothing to me!" Luke cried, attempting to put on some underwear. The girl swept past you, looking sheepish. You were too angry to hit her so you let her leave.
"It was a mistake? A fucking mistake? You got that right. But don't worry, you can fuck her all you like now that you're single!" your voice became higher as you got angrier. Luke ran over to you as you spat the words out.
"No, please! Please forgive me, I don't know what I would do without you... I love you so much! PLEASE!" Luke fell down at your feet and looked up at you.
"FORGIVE YOU? YOU WANT ME TO FUCKING FORGIVE YOU AFTER I WALKED IN ON YOU HAVING SEX WITH ANOTHER GIRL? HOW DARE YOU! IF YOU THINK I WOULD FORGIVE YOU THAT EASILY YOU ARE JUST AS DUMB AS HER!" you screamed as you could no longer control your temper. Suddenly, a switch flicked inside you and you ran at him. You punched him square in the jaw and he staggered backwards, holding onto the bed for support.
"I want you out of this house before I get back tomorrow, I never want to see you again!" you spat at him. You ran down the stairs, closely followed by Luke. He grabbed your elbow, begging you to forgive him.
"Don't touch me!" you yelled in his face as you jerked your elbow away from him. You ran out of the house and into your car, heading back to your parents.
CALUM
Fans swarmed you as you headed to meet the boys in the studio where they were recording for their new EP. You politely posed for pictures with them and gave them hugs whilst being barraged with questions about Calum. When you finally got inside, the boys were recording vocals in their booth. Calum waved at you as you came in. Sitting down on the sofa, you listened cheerfully to them singing. Your phone vibrated suddenly and you saw you had a text from your friend. You opened it. She had sent a huge paragraph. Wondering what she had to say, you read on. By the time you reached the end, you were in tears. She had seen Calum kissing a girl last night and she had seen him leave with her in a taxi. Your mouth felt dry, you didn't know what to do. When the boys had finished recording, you called Calum over to talk to him. Whilst you explained what your friend had seen, his face became paler and paler.
"And do you believe her?" Calum asked.
"Of course, she is one of my best friends, why would she make something like that up?" you said, staring at him pointedly. Calum shrugged and looked at the floor.
"Well? What the fuck were you doing with that girl?" you pressed, your anger rising. Calum held his hands up defeatedly.
"Okay, I admit it. I kissed the girl last night, and I left with her in a taxi but that was it, she went home to her house and I went back to mine..." Calum admitted.
"Why? Why would you do that to me?" you whispered, trying to hold back the tears.
"I don't know, I was drunk... I missed you and I needed some attention, she was there and..." Calum spoke quietly.
"YOU NEEDED SOME ATTENTION?! DO YOU REALISE HOW PATHETIC YOU SOUND?" you snapped.
"Well if you had come out with me instead of going off to your friends house, we wouldn't be in this situation!" Calum yelled back.
"DON'T YOU DARE PUT THE BLAME ON ME, CALUM! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO CHEATED!" you screamed. You were so angry at him.
"You never want to come out anymore, you just want to stay in or go off to a friend's house, what was the point of you coming to visit me?!" Calum shouted. His words stung. Without thinking, you slapped him across the face.
"You're a psycho!" Calum gasped.
"I CAME TO VISIT YOU BECAUSE I LOVED YOU, AND I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME BACK! YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE OH MY GOD! YOU CAN FUCK OFF, I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN, HOW COULD YOU SAY SUCH THINGS TO ME?! WE ARE OVER!" you yelled. With tears rolling down your face, you shoved Calum out your way and ran outside to the screaming fans. They looked shocked as they saw you were crying, asking what had happened. But you ignored them and jumped into your car, drving away as fast as you could.
