Ashton:
Your eyes fluttered open and you realised you were too hot, way too hot, like to the point of sweating. You could feel a long arm draped across you and a head on your chest. You'd spent the night was Ashton last night, your first time together and safe to say it was amazing. The things that boy could do with his tongue... You checked your phone that you told you it was just gone 9am, you really needed to get up but you didn't want to disturb Ashton, he looked so peaceful in his sleep. His golden hair was stuck to his forehead slighly from sweat and at the back was sticking up in every angle, his mouth was open against your chest and he was snoring lightly. You tried to pull your body away slowly but Ashton stirred running his hand over your body and getting a grip on your waist. "Where do you think you're going?" He mumbled in his morning, raspy voice. "I've got things to do today Ashton, I've gotta go to town then I need to go to the post office and to the launderettes..." But his grip didn't loosen. "Stay with me? Just a little bit longer?" He whimpered and you sighed, as appealing as it was to spend the day in bed with him you really couldn't. You yanked yourself out of his large hands and stood up, realising as you stood that you were quite sore. You examined yourself in the mirror above the bed and your hand flew to your mouth in horror. All across your collarbone in perfect symmetry were dark purple marks, Ashton had left hickeys. "Ash oh my god! I look like I've been beaten up by someone's lips!" You gasp trying to work out how to cover them, he climbs out of bed and stands behind you so you can see him in the mirror, he takes a long finger and runs it along your collarbone delicately making you shiver slightly from his touch. "Don't forget Y/N, you're mine..." He drawled in your ear.
Calum:
Last night Calum had got back from tour and its safe to say you'd celebrated... All night. In the kitchen, in the bed, in the shower and finally settling on the sofa. You stretched as you woke up, you were laying on Calum's chest and you could hear his deep breaths as he slept, he was snoring fairly loudly and you had to stifle a giggle. You traced patterns on his chest and over the tattoo next to his shoulder trying to wake him up, there was a blanket covering you barely but you'd put on Calum's t shirt during the night when you'd gotten a little cold. You heard him grunt and move a little underneath you and you looked up as his brown eyes blinked open and focused on you. "Well good morning sunshine!" You say brightly kissing his chest. "Morning..." He mumbles and you roll off of him so he can sit up. "Last night was..." He trails off grinning in memory of what you'd done. "I know. I think that's the best we've ever been." You tell him winking. "Also the loudest you've ever been." A voice calls from the back of the room, sat at the kitchen table was Michael who was sat with a hot drink and smirking at you both. "Michael!" You gasp and immediately cover yourself with the blanket despite the fact you had a t shirt and underwear on. "Calum you didn't tell me he was here!" You whisper in annoyance. "Well you didn't give me a chance you sorta just... Pounced." He laughed at himself. This was insanely embarrassing and Michael couldn't help giggling to himself "Go away Michael you perv!" You shoot a dirty look at him. "I can't! Y/N you're disgusting and you had sex pretty much everywhere last night. This table is the only place free from your naked germs." He teases and you smother yourself into Calum's chest, cheeks red from embarrassment.
Michael:
You watched him sleep next to you, he looked adorable when he was asleep with his plump lips parted ever so slightly. One of your favourite things to do was watch him sleep, which he did frequently. You didn't want to wake him since you'd both been up pretty late, he'd been at a party with a few of his friends last night and he'd been drinking and when he'd got home we he was horny as hell and you were powerless to resist. You went on your phone and checked twitter while you waited for him to get up and found yourself laughing at the photos of him that were all over twitter, looks like he'd gotten horny at the party too because there were numerous pictures of him dry humping an inflatable dolphin. You felt him move beside you and snuggle into your chest, "Morning baby..." He yawned and you kissed his forehead softly. "Hangover hitting yet?" You asked laughing and he nodded his head with a pained look on his face. He turned his body slightly and you felt his bulge against your thigh "Seriously Michael? Now?" You asked astounded that he still had stamina. "Well, the cliffaconda certainly isn't hungover." He grinned looking down at his chest at the bulge growing in his boxers. "Up for round two yet Y/N?" He grinned suggestively but his lips were on yours before you could answer.
Luke:
You groaned in annoyance as you opened your eyes, Luke had spent the night last night and he'd tangled himself into you, his long legs wrapped around your own and his arms tangled round you making it impossible to move. Your dad was due home from his night shift at the hospital any time now and Luke really needed to wake up. "Luke!" You whispered shaking him slightly. "Lucas Hemmings wake up!" You whispered again flicking his forehead. "Ow ow! What are you doing Y/N?" He mumbled frowning at you through sleepy eyes. "My dads going to be home soon Luke its nearly 8! You have to go if he catches you I'll be in so much trouble!" You hurry starting to panic. "Ah, baby just a few more minutes..." He mumbles into your neck, his warm breath making you shudder and you could see him falling back to sleep already. If you got caught your father would never let you see Luke again. You had to do something, you yanked your body out of Luke's grip and marched to the bathroom determinedly and filling a glass full of cold water. Arriving back in your room you saw Luke was fast asleep again, his legs wrapped around the blanket. He was going to hate you but you gotta do what you gotta do, you walked over to the bed and wincing, slowly tipped the cold water over his exposes body, he jumped up immediately shrieking "Y/N! What the fuck!" He shouted leaping out of bed. "Luke my dad will be home any minute you need to go now!" You ordered and he finally caught on, glancing at your alarm clock. "Crap!" He muttered and started hopping about the room stumbling over everything and trying to get his clothes on. "Okay babe well last night was definitely fun." He said, now fully dressed and stood in front of you, he bent forward and kissed your forehead as you heard the door open and close downstairs. Your dad was home. He ran to the window and ducked out of it, but his foot got caught on the ledge and he fell with a slam on the ground, luckily your window wasn't high up. Your hands flew to your mouth and you looked out of the window at Luke's long figure sprawled on the grass before he got up and started walking off, limping slightly and turning to blow you a kiss. What an idiot.
