Ashton: You groaned as you felt the rays of sunshine peaking through the curtains on your closed eyes. You opened one eye, squinting a bit as you let out a soft yawn. You felt a loose grip on your waist, the memories of last night suddenly flooding back. You turned to your best friend, Ashton, whose tired eyes stared into yours. You blushed as you replayed the events in your mind. All the moaning, scratching, touching, your bodies pressed against each other. “Good morning, (Y/N). Last night was great…” he said, breaking the silence between you two. You smiled and buried your head slightly into the pillow. “Best friends aren’t supposed to fuck their best friends.” you mumbled, before feeling Ashton’s chuckle vibrate off his chest. “Why don’t I drop that best friend title, and take on the title of (Y/N)’s boyfriend.” You looked at him, in search of sincerity in his eyes. He smiled, and pressed his lips softly to yours. “I’m serious…” he said when he pulled away. “I think I’d like to take on the title girlfriend of Ashton Irwin.” you said, earning a giggle from him.
Michael: You opened your eyes and it took you a minute to answer the question where you were. After hearing a muffled snore to the right of you, you looked over to see your best friend laying in the bed beside you. Why was he there you thought to yourself. Everything from the night before was blurry but then you started piecing things together. Your best friend Michael Clifford had come over to your house the night before. He had brought your shared favorite tequila and the rest of the night you spent finishing the bottle and……kissing? What? That didn’t make since. That was your best friend. There should not have been any kissing involved. Wait. You picked up the covers and realized you had done more than kiss. Both you and Michael were naked. NAKED. You rolled over to face the snoring Michael and shook him roughly. “What Mom- Wait (Y/N)?!” And then you saw your situation dawn on him, “Oh shit!” He said and you nodded as a smile went onto his face. You were absolutely confused. “What are you smiling at?” “That was the best sex I’ve ever had” You blushed at his comment and nodded, shyly. agreeingly. That was gooood sex.
Calum: You had been laying there for the past few minutes just taking it all in, the strong arms around you and the rise and fall of your best friend’s chest as he peacefully sleeps. The warm sun poked through the curtains. You smiled to yourself. Although you and Calum were good friends, you’d always loved him more than that. You assumed this had to be his way of reciprocating the feelings. You lifted your head from his bare chest, and pressed kisses from his collarbone up to his lips. “Good morning.” he greeted you, with a smile on his face. “Morning.” You giggled at his raspy morning voice. He tucked some hair behind your hair, his eyes fixated on your lips. You leaned down, giving him what you knew he wanted. He rested his forehead on yours. “I love you, (Y/N).” he mumbled. You felt so warm and bubbly inside when he told you this. “I love you too, Cal.”
Luke: You slowly opened your eyes, the smell of bacon filling the air. You yawned softly, sat up, and stretched. You looked around, in search of Luke. You put on some underwear and one of his t-shirts that was quite big on you, and walked into the kitchen. You found the tall, Australian boy, in front of the stove, cooking you two breakfast. You walked behind him, and wrapped your arms around his waist. “Good morning.” he said excitedly. You giggled, and kissed his shoulder. “Don’t we usually just eat cereal. This is fancy.” you commented. You and Luke were friends with benefits. You had promised each other that you wouldn’t get romantically involved with each other, but of course quite the opposite happened. You were deeply in love with him, I mean, who wouldn’t be? You two sat down and ate breakfast. After he cleaned up, he sat you down, and told you he had to talk to you about something. “Now, I know we said we wouldn’t develop feelings for each other and we would keep it strictly to just sex, but really like you (Y/N), I have for a while.” he explained, “I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go on a proper date..” You stood up, and then sat down in his lap. “I’d love that, Lukey.”
