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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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How The Boys Find Out About Your Relationship (Preference #8)

Idk man, i feel like calum would be the type to keep something like this a secret for a while

Luke

Laughing against his lips, you part your lips, feeling him slip his tongue into your mouth, giving your tongue a gentle brush at first, letting you have a taste. His hand moves from your hair to your jaw and you leave one hand on his chest, the other going to his neck.

You've just come back from a date, which was supposed to happen 2 weeks ago for your 6 month anniversary, but you both got busy so you pushed it back by 2 weeks.

You'd barely spent much time together in that 2 week period, only spent the night 3 times, you only stayed around for an hour with each other in the morning, and one time Luke only stayed for 20 minutes in the morning before leaving. You hung out with the whole group once, and you didn't really get to see each other in the way you'd like to, you had to keep it platonic.

Luke and your's relationship has been kept a secret for the past 6 months, and there's not really a specific reason why, you guess you could say that you don't want to tear the whole friendship group apart if you break up, and you don't want to create any awkward tension if that were to happen, but to be honest, at the rate this is going, there's no signs of breaking up anytime soon.

"Mm, you're too good for me." Luke groans, squeezing your waist, absolutely in awe of you.

"Sure." You sarcastically reply, twirling the hair at the back of his head around your finger.

He chuckles, capturing your lips in another heated kiss, working his lips against yours at a pace that is rapidly picking up and hands are roaming all over.

"Is anyone home?" You ask, as he kisses your neck.

"No." He answers, taking one hand off you to unlock the front door.

"Amazing." You whisper, bringing your lips back to his, and you blindly walk through the door, and Luke's hands are on your hips, pushing you up against the closest wall that's not near the door.

Luke lets out a moan at the feeling of you sucking on his tongue, and he burys his fingers in your hair, his whole body feeling alive under your touch.

"W-What the actual fuck is going on?" A voice interrupts the heated moment.

You both freeze still, until Luke drops his head down to your shoulder.

"Hey, Ashton." You wave, spotting Calum and Michael sitting on the couch, wide eyed.

"What are you even doing in my house?" Luke asks.

"Answer my question first." Ashton replies, an amused look in his eyes.

"That didn't look like it was anything near the first time." Calum points out, and you and Luke look at each other.

Luke takes your hand, dragging you to the spare couch where they're sitting, and Luke wraps his arm around your shoulder when you sit down next to him.

"Well?" Michael asks, putting his feet up on the coffee table.

"We're um, dating?" Luke states, but it comes out as a question, making you laugh.

Even though it was obvious, shock still manages to make it's way onto their faces.

"How long has this been going for?" Calum questions.

"6 months." You sheepishly answer.

"What!?" They exclaim, even more shocked than before.

"What?" You both say in unison.

"6 months? H-How?" Ashton splutters.

"I don't know, like any other relationship you've ever had?" Luke shrugs.

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Calum asks.

"Timing didn't really feel right." You say.

"So this all started at Calum's birthday party?" Michael speaks up after doing the maths, and you and Luke share a look, trying to conceal your smirks.

"Wait, what's with the look?" Ashton laughs.

"I mean, let's just say there was another benefit to being friends other than friendship that lasted like 5 months." Luke confesses.

"Oh my God, I knew it, I thought you just called it quits a long time ago." Michael claims.

"How?" Luke asks.

"I don't know, for starters I'd seen (Y/N) walking out of your room multiple times, we were at this club and you were all over each other, not mention that you left that night together. You weren't that slick." He explains.

"Slick enough for you to not know we were in a relationship for 6 months." You fire back.

"Where were you anyway? We all expected you to be here?" Ashton asks.

"Date, 6 month anniversary." Luke explains.

"Explains why you're all dressed up." Calum notes.

"Yeah, and I was planning on ripping that dress off tonight, so if you can leave so I can get laid, that'd be great."

Michael

"You guys have your own houses, why do you always have to spend so much time at mine?" You huff, grabbing some pyjama shorts and an old t shirt, getting ready to get in the shower.

"Your house feels like a home." Luke answers as you brush your hair.

"Only because you spend most of your time here." You tell him, as he leans against the doorway.

"And you have the best food." Calum adds, coming up the stairs, a bag of chips in his hand.

"And the best couch/bed." Ashton dips in.

"And you're here." Michael smiles, making you smile, and you pick up your clean clothes so you can get showered.

"Now get out, I need to get showered." You usher, not even bothering to look if they even move or not as you go straight to the bathroom, turning the shower on to warm up whilst you get undressed.

"But for real, she has the best food." Calum says, as he watches Ashton poke through your stuff.

"What t.v. show are we watching tonight?" Michael questions, pulling out his phone.

"We're finishing Sense8." Luke says.

"What? I thought we finished that? I watched the whole of the last season again last week." Calum states.

"Honestly, there's not a feeling worse than this." Ashton comments.

"I feel betrayed." Michael agrees, making them all bicker, but eventually it turns into a normal conversation.

"Dude, (Y/N)'s in there." Luke tells Michael as he heads towards the bathroom, his mind fixated on his phone.

"I know?" Michael furrows his eyebrows, not seeing the problem.

"Wha-" Luke starts, but cuts himself off, severely confused as this is so unlike Michael to just barge in on a woman. Michael just sends Luke a confused glance and opens the door, closing it behind him so the other boys don't see you.

"Hey, baby." You greet, massaging the shampoo into your scalp.

You and Michael have been dating for a few months now, keeping it on the down low, because everyone is so close and neither of you don't want anything to change just yet.

"Hey." Michael smiles, placing his phone on the counter, before he pees. "Oh shit!" Michael mumbles, his eyes widening as he realizes what he's just done.

"What? Did you dick fall off?" You question, look in at him through the glass. "I hope not because I like that little guy."

"So, funny story!" Michael nervously laughs.

"Michael, what'd you do?" You whine.

"You know about our secret relationship, and all that jazz?" He asks, watching your facial expression change through the progressively steaming up glass.

"...Yeah."

"It might not be so secret anymore." He sheepishly finishes.

"Michael!" You exclaim, as he flushes the toilet.

"It was an accident, I promise." He says, washing his hands.

"What happened?" You ask.

"Well... I came in here, whilst they were in your bedroom, and Luke told me not to go in there, because you're kinda naked and we're supposed to be just friends." He trails off.

"Mikey!" You whine.

"You know we weren't really convinced that that was what was going on or paid more and one thought to it, but you just cleared it up for us!" You both hear a voice shout.

"Mikey!" You whine again.

"So thanks guys!"

"I'm just gonna kinda stay in here until you're done." Michael says, leaning against the counter.

"Amazing." You sigh.

Turning the hairdryer off, you brush some of you hair, then run your hand through it, not bothering to part it. Facing Michael, you see him watching you through the mirror,

"Beautiful." He whispers, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Thanks." You smile, resting your forearms on his shoulders.

"I love you." He tells you, squeezing your sides.

"I love you, too." You reply, pecking his lips, but he goes back in for more. "So, are you ready to stop hiding from your friends?" You ask.

"I guess." He huffs, and you laugh, taking his hand and he lets you drag him to the door.

Opening up the door, finding your bedroom empty.

"They must me down stairs." You suggest.

"Ah! There's the happy couple." Luke teases.

"Shut up." You laugh.

"How long has this been going on for?" Calum questions, as you place your hand on Michael's arm that's holding your hand.

"Like 3 months, 3 and a half months maybe." Michael answers.

"Shit." Calum's mumbles.

"Are you guys happy together?" Ashton asks.

"Unbelievably." You both say.

"It's nice to see, neither of you have been in a relationship in a while, and I can trust both of you to not ruin each other." Calum states.

"Thanks you, it means a lot, really."

Calum

"Baby?" Calum raspily questions.

"Hm?" You sleepily hum.

"Come here." He mumbles, but you both knew that you're not going to move so he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest.

"Love you." You whisper.

"Love you." He repeats, lazily placing a kiss to your head before you both drift off to dreamland again.

"Calum, it's nearly lunch, why aren't you up?" Luke questions, walking into the bedroom.

"Go away." He groans, playing with the ends of your hair.

"No, if I'm up, you have to be, too." Michael states.

"Let me sleep." Calum quietly says.

"What time did you go to bed last night, jeez." Ashton laughs.

Suddenly a lot of his warmth is gone, replaced by gasps, making Calum open his eyes, finding his duvet on the floor and the boys staring at the body lying next to him in shock.

"Oh my God, Calum we're so sorry, we had no idea you had a girl over." Michael apologises.

"Hold on a second, is that (Y/N)?" Ashton asks, and Calum looks down at you, who is only in some black lacy panties and bra that he was very appreciative of last night.

"Calum? Baby?" You ask, rolling onto your back, rubbing your eye.

"Holy shit." Luke's eyes widens and Calum acts on impulse, covering your body with his.

"What are y- oh my God." You cut yourself off, shock taking over you as your vision clears and you meet the confused gazes of Michael, Luke, and Ashton.

"I have so many questions right now." Ashton states.

"We'll answer them in a second, just get out." Calum tells them.

"Okay but damn Calum, you scored a good one." Luke teases.

"Luke!" You groan in unison, and you cover your eyes with your hand, wanting to block the moment out as they leave the room.

"Can't say I expected to wake up to that this morning." Calum says, rolling off you and onto his back.

"What happened? I woke up and suddenly they were right in front of the bed." You question, rubbing the sleep out of your eye.

"I don't know, they came over and were trying to get me to get up, then I guess they ripped the duvet off and found you." He roughly explain. "I didn't even think about us, I just wanted to sleep."

"What do we tell them? It's going to be a big shock." You ask, looking over at him.

"Don't worry, baby." He mumbles, burying his face in your neck, before he starts to place kisses up your neck.

"Calum, no." You laugh, pushing his head away. Sitting up, you swing your leg over his body and sit down between his hips. "Seriously, what do we say?" You ask.

"I guess that we've been dating for the past 2 years, sorry we didn't tell you, see you later?" He suggests, placing his hands on your thighs.

"Whatever we say, it's gonna come as a shock." You sigh.

'Do you think they're going to be mad?" Calum questions.

"More confused than anything I think." You shrug.

"We both knew this day was coming sooner or later." He points out, anxiety becoming more apparent in his features.

"Hey, it's going to fine, you know that, don't worry so much about it. The worst that'll happen is that they'll be a little upset that we didn't tell for so long, but they'll get over it, I promise." You reassure and lean down to kiss him.

"You promise?" He asks, brushing his nose against yours.

"I promise." You repeat, kissing him again.

"Okay, we should really cut this off for now before it goes too far." Calum lets out a big breath.

"Yeah." You agree, placing one final kiss on his lips and get up so you can get dressed.

"But we can finish this later." He winks and you flip him off before closing the bathroom door.

Running your hand through your hair, you put the spare hairbrush that you leave here on the counter, walking out the bathroom, finding Calum on his phone sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Are you ready?" You ask, standing in front of him.

"Mhm." He hums, standing up and wraps his arms around you, holding you for a few seconds. "Love you." He mumbles, kissing your forehead.

"Love you, too." You smile, and begin to lead him downstairs.

"So, was this a one time thing or is this something that's happening now?" Michael smirks.

"It's kinda been going on a for a while." Calum answers, watching you fix yourself some breakfast.

"Like how long?" Ashton asks suspiciously, eyeing you two up.

"Like 2 years long." Calum sheepishly replies, wincing when Luke chokes on his food, and Michael and Ashton freeze.

"What the fuck?" Michael says as he pats Luke's back.

"W-What he said." Luke adds.

"Yeah." Ashton adds.

"It just kinda happened! The first year of our relationship went by so quick and it was so busy." Calum exclaims.

"And the next year?" Luke questions, as you sit across from the three.

"It would of been too weird to announce it after a year." You shrug.

"So how long were you going to wait until you did?" Ashton asks.

"Didn't really think about it." You tell him, taking a bite of your breakfast,

"What if it was like 7 years from now? Would you invite us to your wedding? Would you tell us who your baby daddy is?" Michael questions.

"My baby daddy?" You ask.

"I mean you're clearly not playing cards and going to church from the events of earlier." Luke pipes up.

"Shut up." You say.

"Alright, I'll admit that I'm a little hurt you didn't tell us sooner, but you guys seem happy together from what I've seen so far, so I'm happy for you guys." Ashton comments.

"Thank you."

"We are happy together." Calum nods, wrapping his arms around your shoulder from behind and he takes a bite of your breakfast.

"Baby, no." You whine, but he runs away before you can do anything to him.

"I guess this explains why you didn't want to go on a date with my friend." Luke says to you whilst laughing.

Ashton

"Where's (Y/N)? I swear she's always late." Luke asks, crossing one of his legs over the other.

"I don't know, probably over slept or something." Ashton shrugs.

"I swear she always sleeps as well, I came over last week and she was asleep on the couch in the afternoon." Luke points out.

"To be fair, it was raining and there was a storm rolling in so she didn't want to be driving in the rain." Ashton defends.

"Why were you here anyway?" Michael questions.

"I forgot my wallet." Luke answers.

"Yeah and you came to pick it up like 3 days later, who does that?" Ashton asks.

"Why?" Calum laughs.

"I didn't need to spend anything and I spent those days in my house." Luke explains. "Even if I did go out, I knew you guys would pay for me."

"You 'lil bitch." Calum says.

"I won't accept this hate." Luke states and get up, heading the direction of the bathroom.

"What the fuck is this?" Luke comes back in the room 5 minutes later, holding a beauty blender.

"Something for girls." Ashton answers, watching Luke's eyebrows furrow,

"What like a tampon?" Luke questions, instantly dropping after the words leave his mouth.

"No it's a beauty blender for make up." Ashton explains, his mind going back to when you were here the other day and you talked him through your make up as he asked all sorts of questions about it, and then you put some highlighter on him when you were finished.

"Oh, why didn't you just say that in the first place?" He replies, sitting down again.

"Didn't think you'd care that much."

"So Ashton has a girl over." Calum smirks.

"I guess you could say that." Ashton shrugs, not wanting to get too into it.

"What was she like?"

"Was she good because she obviously spent the night."

"Was it a one time thing?"

Before Ashton can answer their questions, you come through the door.

"I would've been here earlier, but I couldn't find my beauty blender to do my make up, so by the time I found another one it was already late so I made myself even more late." You announce, looking at their shocked faces when you look up.

"What? Is it the shirt? I wasn't sure on it either, but it was the only shirt that was clean." You question, looking down at it.

"Mm, babe." Ashton winces.

"No." Michael shakes his head.

"No way." Luke agrees.

"No fucking way." Calum adds.

"You and Ashton? H-how?" Luke questions.

"What?" You question.

"Um, surprise." Ashton says.

"Ash, what's going on?" You ask, looking over at your boyfriend of 3 months.

"As you so confidently entered, you announced that you'd lost your beauty blender, but what you didn't know is that prior to that, Luke found it in my bathroom, and I explained to them what is was. They thought I'd just had a hook up over but because of your opening words when you entered, they connected the dots, so now I think they know." Ashton words it weirdly.

"Shit." You comments after some silence.

"But you and Ashton?" Michael repeats.

"3 months." Ashton says.

"Honestly, (Y/N) you could do so much better." Calum speaks up.

"Rude." Ashton huffs, crossing his arms.

"How did this even happen?" Luke asks, as you sit down next to Ashton.

"Well, Ashton had kinda been in love with me for the past year, so I did some charity work and took him on." You tease.

"Wow (Y/N), you're such an amazing person." Michael says.

"Thank you." You smile, and place a hand on your heart. "Kidding." You drag out the vowel, and peck Ashton's lips.

"It's so weird, I've never even thought about the idea of you being a couple." Calum points out.

"Yeah, but by the thought of it, you seem like a good match." Luke smiles.

"I'm happy for you guys." Michael says

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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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I miss them so much and I wish they’d start making music again. They’ve teased it a couple times but idk if they will though. I miss going to their shows all the time

Honestly I know, it makes me so sad.

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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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Oh god I don’t even know lol I have lyrics from “Where I Belong” tattooed on my leg but I also really love The Bend and The Winning Team and Golden ugh idk if I can pick a favorite lmao

Omg that’s so cool! The bend is amazing, I love bridges, where I belong, and well wishing.

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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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OH MY GOD I LIVE FAREWELL FIGHTER (I’m the anon that asked about your title btw lol) I couldn’t tell if that was what you were quoting because I can never find Farewell Fighter fans but omg!!! This is so cool! They’re one of my favorite bands!!

Same! They’re so underrated, and deserve way more exposure. What’s your favourite song?

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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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Can I ask what your header “we’re golden cause we’re alive” comes from? Like is it a song reference?

Yeah it’s Golden by Farewell Fighter, it’s one of my favourite songs and means something to me ❤

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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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He Talks About Something Cute You Do In An Interview (Preference #7)

Longest title ever, also I was in the mood for writing last night so I wrote this idk how I feel about it tho lol (can you tell I've been watching a lot of Rose and Rosie? lol)

Luke

"What we want to know is who's single?" The interviewer asks.

"Me." Ashton raises his hand.

"Not me." Michael answers

"Me." Calum says.

"Not me." I smugly smile.

"Luke, you've been with your girlfriend for quite a while now, right?" She questions.

"Yeah, three years." I nod.

"What's it like having a long distance relationship?"

"It's difficult as you would imagine, she's at university so she can't exactly just fly out whenever she wants, but we make it work, and the time we do have together is a lot more special." I reply.

"When was the last time you saw her?"

"Just over 2 months ago."

As Michael answers some questions, I think about her, not being able to help the small smile that makes its way onto my face.

"So Luke, does your girlfriend do anything cute with you?" The interviewer asks.

"Uh, she does this thing where she puts on a baby voice, and I die every time because she's just so cute." I gush.

"Is it like a sexual thing?" Calum asks.

"Yeah that sounds kinda sexual." Ashton laughs.

"No, she says 'does you wuv?' which translates to 'does you love' and she gives me these adorable eyes. She uses it to her advantage to get her own way all the time, she knows I won't say no because how could I say no to her when she does that? Sometimes she just randomly does it, we'll be sitting next to each other in bed or watching a film and she'll tug super delicately on my shirt and ask me does I wuv, and I just die of cuteness overload."

"Definetly sounds sexual." Michael teases.

"I hate you all."

Michael

"Michael you're the only one in a relationship at the moment, correct?" The interviewer asks.

"Yeah." I nod.

"How long have you been together?"

"A few years now." I answer.

"And she joins you on tour sometimes right?"

"Yeah, my girlfriend loves travelling, I actually met her as she was travelling all over Europe, so she usually joins that leg of the tour." I explain.

"It's gross when we go to Sweden because they get all loved up, as that's where they met." Ashton grimaces.

"Do you have any traditions with your girlfriend?"

"Nothing out of ordinary, we're pretty normal to be honest." I shrug. "I wouldn't class it as a tradition, but she she does this thing where she pretends she's a starved, orphan penguin."

"What?" Calum laughs.

"Why?" Luke joins in on the laughter.

"Whenever I get mad at her or she wants me to do something for her, she pretends she's an orphaned penguin. I don't know how she makes the noise but it's super weird and super cute. She always gets what she wants using it because I fall for it every time, and I could cry because of how cute she is. She points to her mouth as well and flaps her hands around giving me these doe eyes, it's adorable. You kinda have to see it to understand." I explain.

"Oh wait, no I think she did it to me once." Ashton says, staring into space.

"She did?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah, we were on the tour bus and she asked me to get her a snack or something, I had to pretend it didn't effect me." Ashton grins.

"Well I think we learned that Y/N is super lazy and quite cunning today." Calum states with a small laugh.

"Wouldn't want her any other way." I look down at my lap with a tiny smile.

Calum

Coming to towards the end of the day, we're in our final interview so we're a little delerious and gigglely, which is probably frustrating the interviewer, but we can't help it.

"You guys are going home pretty soon right?" The interviewer questions.

"Yep." Luke nods.

"And are you looking forward to it?"

"Yeah, definitely, it's been fun travelling and stuff, but it'll be nice to be home again." Ashton answers and we manage to go on a tangent completely off topic for at least 5 minutes.

"Okay, so what are you looking forward to most when you get back?"

"Seeing my dog." Luke instantly says.

"Same." Michael adds.

"Unlike Michael, I'm not going to be rude and I'm going to say my girlfriend." I sass.

"Oh shit." He mumbles.

"And I'm looking forward to just having homecooked food, you know?"

"Calum, what do you plan to with your girlfriend when you first get home?"

I purse my lips, leaning back in my chair as the other boys snicker.

"Unlike popular belief, we're probably just going to spend all day in the living room, watching movies and catching up. My girlfriend Y/N does this adorable thing where she pretends to be on the phone when one of us is tired, and pretends to phone the cuddle factory. Let me explain before you all jump down my throat. So she'll make a phone with her hand, make this exaggerated act for me to wait/be quiet, then she calls the cuddle factory, but she pronounces it like coodle, and she puts on this adorable baby-type voice while she does this dramatic thing, and once she's done she pounces on me and then we cuddle. It makes my heart melt every time. So that's what were going to do."

"You're a really immature couple." Ashton laughs.

"So your girlfriend, who's 20, pretends there's a cuddle factory, and you play along with it? You do know you're adults right?" Michael jokes.

"You laugh now, but your time will come." I state.

"Or should you say your time will coodle?" Luke comments.

"Shut up, Luke."

Ashton

Putting my water bottle back on the table, I sit back in my chair, resting my ankle on my knee, as everyone answers some questions.

"Ashton, you said earlier that whilst the others are staying here for 2 more weeks, you're going straight home?" They start and everyone's attention goes to Ashton.

"Yeah." I nod.

"Any particular reason?"

"I haven't seen my girlfriend in a while, so it only made sense to see her as soon as possible. I've dreamed of this moment for so long, it'd be silly to wait."

"Right, what do you have in common with each other? I feel like you haven't really spoken about that before." He says.

"Um, we're both really into music, we've kinda got the same taste as well, got the same beliefs, and have the same sense of humour, so we get along just fine." I explain.

"They both have an obsession with animals as well." Luke comments, making me raise an eyebrow.

"Especially otters." Calum adds.

"Otters?" The interviewer questions, making me chuckle.

"Well, you know, I read something somewhere whilst I was all the way across the world from her, and it was that otters hold hands when they sleep, eat, and rest to prevent losing each other. Gradually we started calling each other otter, and it gave us comfort when we were thousands of miles away from each other. And now we just call each other otter, it feels weird calling her anything else." I explain the little inside joke.

"No, what's weird is that you call each other otter." Michael pokes fun.

"See this is why we get along so well because people like her get these things, whereas people like you don't." I laugh.

"How long has this been going on for now? I swear I can't remember when you used normal names." Luke asks.

"I don't know, a couple years maybe?" I shrug, a smirk tugging at my lips.

"I want to throw up."

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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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Tagged by @5saucefanfic

1 nickname: ri, riri, and my best friend calls me rilez

2 gender: female

3 star sign: Scorpio

4 height: idk, is that weird?

5 time: 9:08 pm

6 birthday: October 27th

7 favourite band(s): 5sos, atl, pmore, radiohead, panic!, hey violet, Chase Atlantic, waterparks, there's so many but these are the first peeps that i saw when I opened spotify

8 favourite solo artist: halsey, Mali-Koa, Zayn, Sierra Deaton, rex orange county, idk I don't really pay attention that closely lmao

9 song stuck in my head: Roll With It by Oasis

10 last movie I watched: idk, don't want movies too much

11 last show I watched: Suits

12 when did I create my blog: sometime late last year

13 what do I post: 5sos writing

14 last thing I googled: are dogs allergic to bananas? (Theyre not)

15 do you have other blogs: my main one but I don't use it

16 do you get asks: nah, I only just realised I didn't have them on today lmao

17 why did you choose your url: luke makes me emotional

18 following: 599 (woah)

19 followers: 317

20 favourite colours: purple, maroon idk

21 average numbers of sleep: 5 or 6

22 lucky number: never really had one but either 13, 12, 69, or 17

23 instruments: I play a little piano and my best friend is teaching me how to play guitar

24 what am I wearing: ripped jeans and a hoodie

25 how many blankets do I sleep with: 1

26 dream job: you tell me because I certainly don't know

27 favourite food: tacos, lasagne, and any pasta

28 dream trip: somewhere tropical

29 nationality: English/Portuguese

30 favourite song now: Alive by oasis, sulk by radiohead, brand new moves by hey violet, and in the summertime by thirsty merc, I've found so many new songs recently so I have so many

Tagging: I don't socialize much so I'm tagging @5sossyshit although we're like the same person so our answers are gonna be really similar lmao

#about me #mobile sucks

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luke-got-me-feeling-hemmotional · 6 years

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being best friends with luke and living together would include:

- ‘luke there’s a spider!’

- ‘the fuck you want me to do about it, I’m not touching it with a barge pole’

- binge watching half a season of a series both of you picked most nights

- one of you ending up falling asleep so the next night you have to watch at least 2 episodes again

- Luke being annoying and spoiling what happens because he’s bored as he’s already watched them

- if it’s you that falls asleep you lean on his shoulder

- and if it’s him he falls asleep on your lap

- throwing on his flannels if you need to pop out

- ‘you’re tredding on THIN ice hemmings’

- sometimes cooking dinner together, which always takes longer than it should because you’re messing around

- poking you in the ribs with a spatula

- knocking the back of his knees so he almost collapses when he’s chopping

- ‘put your rubbish in the bin!’

- ‘you can’t force habits on a good chef, y/n!’

- going out partying with him and the two of you getting wasted

- being his wingman

- ‘luke, y/n get down from there!’

- saying ‘honey, i’m home’ when he walks in the door

- calling you babe sometimes

- calling you sweetheart when he’s patronizing you

- walking in on him naked at least once a week

- ‘shotgun not cleaning up’

- Luke being convinced his room is haunted so he sleeps in your room for at least 2 weeks

- constantly asking you for a pet

- 'we could be the best parents ever!’

- getting a fish after relentless begging

- 'knock knock’

- 'luke it’s 3 am, fuck off’

- wordlessly throwing chocolate at you and walking away when you’re on your period

- forgetting his keys all the time so you have to let him in

- 'why is your hair all over the shower?!’

- taking it in turns to take the trash out

- so many inside jokes

- 'i hate you’

- Luke missing you when you go visit family

- painting his nails when it’s 1 am and you’re having deep chats

- 'you’re so drunk’

- 'dude I just saw you try and get Michael to make you fly, pipe down’

- so many deep conversations

- pranking each other all the time

- 'stop stealing my clothes!’

- snapchatting each other when you’re on different sides on the sofa

- demanding a massage from him

- 'tickles please’

- dropping luke in it whenever his mum comes to visit

- passionately discussing conspiracy theories at breakfast

- 'what’s this?’

- 'how’d you even get that? It’s part of the washing machine’

- writing each other notes on the mirror in the bathroom when it’s all steamed up

- having magnetic letters on the fridge and always making fun of each other with them

- winking at you all the time

- You sitting on the sofa with him sitting on the floor, with your legs over his shoulders

- drawing silly pictures for each other on a scrap piece of paper

- running him over in gta and hearing him shout 'hey, fuck you y/n’ from the other room

- asking if he’s missed any spots whilst shaving

- gagging when people ask if you’re dating

- carrying you to bed if he comes home late and you’re passed out on the sofa

- 'get your feet off me’

- blasting Jonas brothers’ songs on his bluetooth speaker

- telling him to feel your legs after you shaved

- sending ugly selfies to each other at random times

- 'who’s room?’

- when you go grocery shopping you have to say no to luke all the time

- 'fine’ you sigh at least once a day

- finally getting a dog together

- 'ew your toothbrush is touching mine’

- having competitions on who can make the toothpaste last the longest

- 'why are you wearing my bra?“

- Luke playing with your hair all the time when you watch movies

- going to the top of your apartment building and sitting together on the roof where you talk about everything and nothing

- 'get off me I can’t breathe’ when he lays on top of you

- 'what happened? why are you crying?’ he asks generally concerned

- 'I dropped my sandwich on the floor’

- supporting each other in everything you do, trusting him with your life, being able to tell him anything, being there for each other through the highs and lows

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Paps Catch A Cute Moment (Preference #6)

Luke

Your relationship with Luke has always been private, there’s like 3 pictures of you in total in 3 years. One is at a friend’s party and it’s a group picture with 20+ people and Luke’s arm is wrapped around your waist, the other is in the background of one of Luke’s friends picture and you’re holding hands, and the final is from one of Ashton’s snapchats before the show, where you’re both laying on a couch, and you’re half laying on him, with your cheek pressed against his chest, and his arm around you, but that was in the background when him and Calum were messing around.

They’ve all been low quality so people don’t really know who you are. Luke kinda shelters you from the public eye, and so far it’s worked pretty well, he doesn’t do it for any unkind reasons, he just couldn’t bare the thought of someone sending you hate because of him.

The fans kind of know that he’s off the market, but they always think that you broke up because there’s no pictures or any evidence at all of you both. It’s been nearly a year since the last picture of you together surfaced, although when fans do see the pictures of you guys, they say that you’re cute together. So with that being said, being private and all that, when a high quality picture of you and Luke surfaced, people went mad.

You and Luke were on your way home from having dinner with your family, you’d decided to walk home that night because it wasn’t too far away and it was in the middle of summer, but at some point you managed to take a detour and ended up near the beach in time for the sunset. You both took some pictures for memory sakes, and for his instagam, as Luke stopped taking pictures, you were looking through your camera roll, seeing how they turned out, and Luke leaned against the sort of bridge thing you were on, watching you tap at your phone a bit.

As he looked at you, he saw how pretty you looked in this light, he wondered to himself how on earth he managed to get someone like you, and he honestly thought you lookes like an angel at that point.

You felt his gaze on you, so you looked up and asked what he was looking at with a small chuckle, he just had a boyish grin on his face and mumbled something along the lines of just you. Luke took your hand and pulled you towards him so you stood in between in legs, and wrapped his arms around your waist, and buried his face into your collar bones. You brought your hand up to scratch the back of his head, giggling and asked why he’s being so weird. He placed a kiss on your chest, and then pulled away from you but keeping his arms around you, he replied with saying that you looked really pretty, which made you laugh, and that made him smile.

It was at this moment a sneaky pap took the picture, a picture full of laughter, love, and happiness. Neither of you noticed as you were too caught up in each other, nothing else existed besides you and him.

Then in the next couple days, it was everywhere. Luke was a little upset that that special moment wasn’t actually just the two of you, but when he saw the fans reactions he couldn’t help but smile at the amount of adoration people had for you two.

Michael

You’re the life of the party, always making people laugh and something has to be seriously wrong if someone is around you and they’re not laughing, so it’s not a surprise when Michael is laughing around you. Michael is a pretty playful person and I don’t doubt for a second that he wouldn’t transfer that into his relationship, and that’s why you two go so well together.

That being said, there’s never been any serious or cute relationships pictures, it’s always teasing and messing around. The closest thing to a serious picture between you was for your birthday and it was a selfie you both took when visiting your family with a fairly cute caption but of course he didn’t miss the opportunity to tease you. That was ages ago and that’s the one and only serious post. Sure behind closed doors you’re cute sometimes, but honestly he’s your best friend that you just so happen to kiss.

You and Michael were for your Uber, recently you’d been ill so Michael wanted to keep you as warm as possible, so he wrapped your arms around his waist inside his jacket so you’d be warm, and put his arms around you on top of that as you leaned against his chest. You’d told him something funny which made him laugh, and then he pressed a light kiss to your forehead with a smile.

It was at this moment that a sneaky pap took a picture, but you didn’t notice because a couple seconds later your Uber arrived and you held hands as you entered the warm vehicle, escaping the cold.

Days later when you were starting to recover, the picture was plastered everywhere, but you didn’t know that until Michael came into the kitchen, showing you his phone. You just laughed and through a piece of broccoli at him, making him catch it then fake gag when he sees what it is, and you roll your eyes with a laugh.

Later that night, after dinner, and you were changing into something more comfortable upstairs, Michael was reading through some of the comments with a smile, feeling his heart warm up from how much the fans love this side of your relationship. Michael screenshots the picture, and starts writing a tweet with the caption: sometimes we can be cute

Calum

It was finally the day you saw your boyfriend again after 5 months, you’ve been waiting for it the second he walked away 5 months ago. You’d been been so busy writing your new album that there’s not been any time to visit him or anything, so you’ve been stuck seeing him on Facetime instead of in the flesh.

Having a long distance relationship sucks sometimes, it causes tension between the two of you, you’re not able to just give him a hug after a long day at the studio, and there’s a hole in your heart everytime either of you leave; but, it does make the time you do have together a lot more special.

Like now, you’ve got this rush in your veins, and you’re so excited it’s a unique feeling you’ve grown accustomed to for a while now. It’s been a long 5 months but you find that it’s usually worth it in the end. You’ve just arrived at the airport, a little later than you said you would be because you slept through your first alarm but by the looks of it you haven’t missed anything. It’s something stupid like 3 AM, so you’re surrounded by zombie like people, but it’ll be worth it when you see him. Meeting up with the few people who are also waiting for the boys, you spark some conversation, trying to make the time go by quicker.

Soon enough a new bunch of people emerge and you manage to spot Luke, making your heart rate pick up. Suddenly Calum became visible and an even bigger smile makes it’s way onto your face. You manage to make eye contact, and you see a huge grin make an appearance which is rare for him at this time of day.

Once there’s a lot less distance between you, you don’t hesitate to rush over to him. He drops his bags, opening his arms wide, catching you in his grip, feeling you wrap your legs around his waist. Calum buries his face into your neck as he has his arms around your waist. “I’ve missed you so much.” He says.

“It’s been so hard without you.” You tell him honestly, wiping the few tears that have fallen.

“We’re together again now, baby.” He grins.

You smile back then connect your lips with him after 5 long months of withdrawals. This was the exact moment a paparazzi got a lucky shot, you having your first kiss after a long time, limbs wrapped around each other, and smiles through the kiss. It took quite a while for the picture to surface, but once it did people started going mad. Your relationship with Calum is kinda on the down low, it is public, but you’re not in everyone’s faces all the time, there’s this barrier of privacy that you both like.

Neither of you were mad about it, you deal with the paps quite often, so you’re nearly used to those surprised shots appearing every now and then, but it was little annoying that your special moment was plastered everywhere.

Ashton

You’d just gotten off set from a long day of shooting for your new film, and all you wanted to do for the rest of the night was chill with friends and eat.

A couple hours ago you texted your boyfriend of a year and a half Ashton, his band, and a couple of people from both of your friend group if they wanted to meet up for dinner. Since then you’ve not stopped thinking about dinner, as the food on set is more snack-y style food.

“Baby!” Ashton grins when you approach the group.

“Look who finally decided to show up.” Michael teased.

“I’m sorry, there were some technical issues and everyone got held up.” You explain, as Ashton pulls you onto his lap, giving you a quick kiss, making you smile.

“How’s it going so far?” Luke asks.

“Alright actually, nearly finished, just one month of filming before it’s finished.” You answer as Ashton wraps his arms around your waist, making you lean back into him. “How was the studio?” You ask, playing with Ashton’s fingers.

“Pretty good, we finally got the lyrics we’d been struggling with the past couple days, and Ashton came up with a really good drum solo that fits into the song perfectly.” Calum nods.

“Is that the one I heard you playing last night at you place?” You question Ashton.

“Yeah, did you like it?” He raises an eyebrow.

“It sounded really good, babe.” You smile making him smile as you hear everyone begin to argue about what’s best on the menu.

“Thanks.” He gives you a chaste kiss. “I missed you today.” He pouts.

“You did?” You ask, playing with the hair at the back of his head.

“Mhmm.” He hums. “Couldn’t wait to see you.” He says.

“You’re ridiculously sweet.” You grin, planting a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

“Only for you.” He grins back.

This was the exact moment the picture was taken, both with smiles, lips touching as you spoke, and arms wrapped around each other. Although you’ve been together for over a year, you still haven’t gone public with your relationship, people think you’re just friends.

So naturally, fans freaked out. Mixed opinions, majority of them are positive but some are sceptical because you work in different worlds. Which was a worry when you first started dating, but as your relationship went on, you realized that your love for each other was too strong for something like that to split you apart.

As Ashton read people’s opinions and articles over the next few days, he couldn’t help the smile that made its way onto his face because of the kind words people had said about you.

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Pictures And Where He Keeps Them (Preference #5)

Luke

It’d have to be in one of the things he loves the most after you; his music. Luke keeps a picture of you in his guitar case because it’s something close to his heart. It’s a silly little disposable camera photo he found in his suitcase from a while ago, but he loves it so much. You were just scanning the kitchen seeing if you missed anything you forgot to clean up, and Luke originally was just messing around with the camera and he thought you looked adorable so he rolled some film up and took the picture, then a few weeks later when he forgot all about it, you came home from getting a load of film developed. What made it even more adorable was that you were still dressed in pyjamas, some sleeping shorts, loose-fitting navy blue shirt with some sort of writing on it, your hair was a little wild from not being brushed yet but he still thought you looked gorgeous. He’s been doing it for a bit now, he’s on the second one – the first one was of you just on your phone smiling, with one of his many shirts that you’d stolen. Every time he goes to the studio and he needs to start recording or writing and he opens his guitar case, picking up his guitar but before he closes it he spots it and smiles to himself. It sort of gives him some kind of motivation when he’s going through a dry spell of inspiration. Luke would just look at it for a minute then he gets some inspiration for a cute song that you might not even of known was written about you. Sometimes he’ll forget about it and he’ll pick his guitar up then furrow his eyebrows at the piece of card, and pick it up turning over seeing your cute person in the frame. You’ve noticed it a few times but have never said anything about you just have a small smile and feel a flutter in your chest. From time to time when he’s feeling lazy he’ll ask one of the boys to get his guitar for him, they notice the picture and pick it up to tease him about it. He loves that in a sense you’re always with him, he has his guitar with him most of the time considering his job is to make music, even when you’re thousands of miles away from each other, it still gives him a level of closeness, and Luke hopes he can keep having a photograph in his guitar case for the rest of time, sometimes changing it or adding multiple pictures.

Michael

It’s not something he exactly loves but he uses it almost everyday and it’s in his car, more specifically in his sun viser. It’s been there for years, he’s only changed it a hand full of times and added multiple over time. He just thinks the pictures are too pretty to just be left alone and only to be pulled out a few times a year. One of them is of you tying your shoes up but you were so focused on the task at hand to notice he took a picture and another one is a selfie you took that he thought you looked a mixture between absolutely kitten like adorable and smoking hot. When you posted it he actually reposted it on his account with a caption so sweet it could rot your teeth. Michael just likes the thought of you being able to travel around with him without actually being with him. When he’s stuck in traffic he’ll look at the pictures and somehow time manages to pass by quicker that way. Every now and then he’ll let the boys drive his car and when the sun gets too bright or something, it’ll fall down and land in their lap. They always tease him saying he’s ‘whipped’ and so on, but the fact that it’s about you makes it slightly bareable. You’ve never noticed them, mainly because you rarely drive his car or when you do it’s not that bright so you don’t need it down. Michael simply just thinks the pictures are too pretty to just be left alone and they need to have some value in them – so he brings them most places he goes outside of the house.

Calum

A place where no one would really think to look, because he doesn’t want anyone to see you in this manner other than him. It’s in his phone case and it’s a picture of you in jet black lingerie, his clothed legs are straddling your hips, and your mouth is slightly open, your finger resting on your bottom lip. It was on a night when he’d recently come back from tour, the first few days he’d been home you were busy and when you came home you were too tired, but then one night it finally happened and it was one of the best nights of both of your lives. He keeps it his phonecase so it’s almost always close to him, and it’s private. He couldn’t risk someone finding it, although there was this one time where he was fiddling with his phonecase and it kinda slipped out and fell onto his stomach, but Calum acted natural and just picked it back up, slid it back in whilst carrying on his conversation with the boys. You have no idea it’s there, and you have almost forgotten that you took pictures of each other that night, all you can remember from that night is the intimacy. It’s one of Calum’s favourite pictures of you and you have no idea, he just thinks you look gorgeous without even trying.

Ashton

It’s always on him, always. He usually keeps it in his pocket or if he wasn’t wearing anything that had pockets, he’d slip it into his waistband at his hip. It’s a picture that captures his life perfectly. You’d been awake most of the night because of the baby and still didn’t manage to get any sleep in the morning, but the afternoon rolled round, and by this time the boys had come over and you were trying to keep up with the conversation, but sleep finally caught up with you and you drifted off to sleep with the baby on your chest. No one noticed for a while, until the baby started making some whiney noise in their sleep, causing everyone to turn your way, a little startled to see you passed out, your head resting on the armrest, while you have a hand on the baby’s back and head as Ashton explained the reason why you were fast asleep. Ashton thought it was a perfect picture, so he got his camera and quickly snapped a picture, before leaving you to catch up on your well deserved sleep. He takes the picture out at any chance he has and everyone who’s known him for over a couple months groans. He rarely forgets to pick it up when he gets dressed in the morning, he’s only done it once and he had the worst day, so he claims it’s his ‘good luck charm’.

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Christmas (Preference #4)

Luke

“Babe, do you want all the boxes down? Like things that aren’t for the tree?” Luke yells from the loft. “Uh, yeah, please.” You shout back, from the kitchen where you’re starting dinner. Luke nods to himself, and grabs a box, climbing down the ladder and sets down the box on the floor. After a while, Luke manages to bring all the boxes down and they’re all placed by the tree. Luke begged you for you to allow him to put the tree up these past couple of days, but you said it was too early, so now it being the 8th of December, you finally caved and agreed. So whilst you were at work, he went and got the tree and by the time you were home it was ready to decorate. “You ready?” Luke questions as you walk in, wearing a Christmas jumper, holding a cookie you bought on the way home. “Sure.” You nod and open up one of the boxes. “We should really get some new decorations baby, we’ve had the same ones more or less for the past 3 years.” You tell him as you peer into the other boxes. “I did get a small collection last year, from when I was on tour.” Luke replies, taking a bite of your cookie that you’d almost forgotten in your hand. “You got like 3.” You deadpan and take some fairy lights out. “More than you.” He sassily speaks and grabs the other end of the lights. “Should I put some music on?” You ask, as you take out your phone. “Yeah.” He shrugs and starts to wrap the lights around the branches, as the beginning beats of Christmas Time (Dont Let The Bells End) by The Darkness begin to play. “Why do we have so many glittery snowflakes?” You question, picking out some things to hang on the tree. “This is gonna be a bitch to clean up.” You add. “Okay all the lights and bead things are on the tree, now you can add whatever you want.” Luke announces as he takes the few steps over to you, running his hand down your back. “Wasn’t this your mum’s?” You ask, holding up a shiny reindeer. “Something like that.” He nods and picks up some red tinsel.“And that’s that.” You say as you place the star on the tree. Stepping down from the chair, walking over to Luke to admire your work, and he slings his arm lazily over your shoulders, his fingers subtly copying the beat of the song on your collarbone. “Does it look right to you?” He asks. “I think so.” You answer, tilting your head to the side slightly. “Wait, I know what will make it right.” You claim and leave the room for a second, coming back 5 minutes later with the cat and a framed picture of Draco Malfoy. Leaning the picture against the trunk and then putting the cat under the tree, all she does is sniff it. “Really brings it all together.” You purse your lips as you admire it. “Yeah, totally.” Luke replies unsurely. “What’s next?” Luke questions. “I want to put some fairy lights around the front door.” You tell him. “That would look cool.” He agrees and picks up the lights, following you into the foyer. “How on earth are we supposed to get these up there?” You ask as you look up. Your house has got really high ceilings, one of the main reason why you bought it to be honest. “Edna.” You call the cat, she comes trotting up to you guys, and you lift her up, seeing if she can reach it. “No?” You question, bring her to your chest. “You did good.” Luke compliments as he stokes under her chin. “Why dont you get on my shoulders, see if you can reach it from there.” He suggests. “Could work.” You nod and put the cat down. Luke kneels down by the stairs and you stand on the third step, putting one leg after the after on his shoulder. “You ready?” Luke asks. “Yep.” You answer and let out a little squeal when he stands up. “I’m gonna trip over this cat.” He mumbles as he walks over to the wall. “Okay, this is good.” You comment after a while of taping the lights to the wall. “We’re a good team.” Luke says. “Always have been, baby.” You tell him and press a kiss to his head.

Michael

Although everything is nicely decorated at your house, seen friends and family a lot recently, pretty much everything is perfect, you can’t help but feel lonely. You’re asleep with half a cold bed, there’s only one plate on the table, there’s always plenty of room on the sofa, and there’s only your shoes by the door. You’re missing your other half. The one that makes everything okay. You knew when you started getting close with Michael that he’d be gone a lot, but that was a fact you were willing to take on. Saying that, it does make the time you do have together, a lot more special. The last time he went, you bought a dog so the house wouldn’t feel so lonely. It’s not like you can just join him on tour whenever you fancied, you were tied down to your job, and you loved it too much to quit. Usually you and Michael decorate the tree and around the house together, but this year he wasn’t around, so you had to do it yourself, and it wasn’t the same. There were no laughs, there were no kisses that made you forget all about it, there was no Michael wrapping tinsel around you, there were no boys that come over towards the end of it, and there were no Christmas songs sung together. You tried to get into it, but it didn’t feel right without Michael. He said he’d be home by the 19th, and when he told you, you both got a little upset, because this time of year is always special for you two, but sometimes things happen and you can’t help it. Usually you’re alright with him going on tour for a long time, but this last stint has just gotten to you. It’s not like you’re sad all the time, you’re just down sometimes, and you miss not only Michael, but all the boys. Today your whole family and family friends, were at your parent’s house for a family Christmas type thing, because your family is spread out all over the country, and some people want to spend time with their own family on Christmas, so it’s the only time people can get together this time of year. You’re spending Christmas with Michael’s family this year, so you wanted to have a Christmas with your own family. The majority of the time you were happy, interacting with everyone but now that the meal is over, and everyone is spending time with their partner or family, you feel lonely. Just sitting in the corner with your dog and your phone, watching everyone be with their loved ones. “(Y/N) do you want anything else to eat?” Your mum asks you. “No thanks, I’m still recovering from lunch.” You joke and rub your stomach. “Alright, love.” She smiles and asks some distant cousin the same question. “You alright kiddo?” Your dad asks, sitting down next to you. “Yeah, I’m just missing Michael.” You sigh, petting Buster your black Labrador’s head. “He’ll be home soon enough.” He reassures. Your dad and Michael have always gotten on, which shocked you because when you bring home a boy who’s got dyed hair, an eyebrow piercing, and multiple tattoos, usually it doesn’t sit too well, but they got along really well, they could’ve talked forever if you didn’t pull Michael away from your dad that day. “Yeah, it’s just this Christmas hasn’t been the same this year, I know it’s only the 14th, still quite a lot of time left, but I like spending Christmas with Mikey, this is the first time he’s been away during the holidays and it doesn’t feel right.” You vent as Buster begins to readjust himself right on top of you, then looks up at you, asking what’s wrong, making you smile as stroke his side. “When’s he due home?” He questions. “19th.” You answer and the doorbell goes off, making Buster whip his attention towards the direction of the door. “A little birdie told me something else, go get it.” He teases and you look at him suspiciously, but get up anyway, the dog getting up with you and following you towards the door. “Who is it Buster?” You get him all excited and he starts jumping around, wagging his tail and his mouth wide open. Opening the door, you look up, being met with the person you haven’t seen in 5 months. “Michael!” You grin and step outside wrapping your arms around him, his arms doing the same to you. “You’re actually here.” You breath as you pull back from him, but still having your arms around his shoulders. “Yeah, I am.” He nods, using the same tone as you. “Can’t believe it.” He adds, holding your sides tight. “But you were supposed to be home on the 19th.” You remember. “Suprise.” He chuckles and connects your lips with his, something you’ve both been missing since he left. Michael tucks you closer towards him by your waist as you kiss him. “I love you.” He mumbles against your lips. “I love you too.” You repeat, as you always will, and he connects your lips again, but before it can get into anything serious, you feel some paws jump up at you both. “Oh I’m sorry.” You laugh and stroke his head. “How could I forget you?” Michael cooes and kneels down on the floor, beginning to fluff up his fur. “Did you miss me?” He chuckles as Buster goes crazy. “Looks as if he did.” You comment and Michael looks up at you, a smile growing on his face. He wraps his arm around your hips and rests his chin on your stomach. “Did you miss me?” He asks. “A lot, a lot more than I thought I would.” You confess, and run your hand through his hair. “Well I missed you a whole lot too.”

Calum

“Charlotte, baby, stop eating the batter.” You chuckle as she sticks her hand in the bowl, with a a little chocolate around her mouth, all she does is look at you with a curious look. “Finn you wanna change the song?” Calum asks your son, running his hand over your back as he walks past. “Yes, daddy.” He nods and picks up Calum’s phone with tiny chubby fingers, the beginning tune of Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass by All Time Low coming on, making you chuckle. “How come Char gets to eat the cake and I can’t?” Finn asks as he sees his sister. “Because I’m mummy’s favourite.” She smirks at him. “Here.” You take a wooden spoon with a little bit of batter on it and hold it to his mouth. “By the time we put it in the oven, there’s not gonna be any left.” Calum comments, walking towards you guys, lazily slinging his arm around your waist. “Charlotte, stop eating.” You stifle a laugh and take the bowl from her. “Come on, babygirl.” Calum smiles at her, picking her up from the stool she was on, taking her to the sink to wash her face and hand. “Mummy.” Finn mumbles against your leg. “Yes?” You raise an eyebrow. “When’s uncle Ash coming?” He looks up at you. “Soon, baby.” You assure stroking his head. “Uncle?” Charlotte questions. “Yeah, uncle Lulu is coming as well.” Calum tells her. “But first we’ve gotta finish this so no more eating.” You add and turn around, beginning to tip the mixture into a cake tin, with the help of Finn. “Okay, who don’t you and Charlotte go into the living room, and play with your remote control cars.” You suggest, and Finn bolts off the chair and runs off down the hall, Charlotte shortly following him. “You look pretty.” Calum mumbles, pressing himself against you from behind, placing his hands on your waist. “Thank you.” You chuckle, beginning to fill the sink up so you can do the washing up. It’s Christmas eve, and all the boys are coming over, it’s kinda a tradition that they come over on Christmas eve and you all eat a lot of food, and the boy’s bring over a present for Finn and Charlotte. “You look pretty cute too.” You add. “That’s nice.” He mumbles against neck, causing you to lean to the left slightly. “Yeah.” You agree, turning around so you’re facing him, and wrap his arms around his neck loosely. “I. Love. You.” Calum says between eveey peck. “I. Love. You. Too.” You do it back, making him smile. You brush your lips against his, making him groan appreciativly, tugging you slightly closer to him. Calum smiles into the kiss as Fairytail Of New York plays in the background, suddenly a remote control car interrupts you as it drives into your sock covered feet. You pull away from Calum and look behind him, seeing Michael and Finn, Michael with a smug smirk and Finn with a excited smile. “We have visitors.” You inform and walk out of his grip. “Hi Michael.” You drawl. “Hi Y/N.” He copies your tone. “Hey.” Calum greets, picking up Finn, whispering to him and he walks into the living room, you and Michael follow him in. “Hey guys.” You smile, watching Luke interact with Charlotte. “Hi.” Luke greets and uses Charlotte’s hand to wave at you, making her giggle. “So how’s your- oof.” Ashton gets cut off by Finn jumping on top of him. “How come every time you come over you steal my children from me?” Calum huffs sitting next to you. “And me.” You raise your hand. “I don’t know, I guess we’re the favourite.” Ashton shrugs. “Right Charlotte?” Luke asks. “Yeah.” She mumbles, playing with his necklace. “I need to finish washing up.” You inform and get up, letting go of Calum’s hand. “I’ll help you.” Calum says and stands up, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “No funny business.” Michael smirks and you give him the finger. “Y/N, you are around children!” Ashton scolds. “Yeah, my children.” You tell him and head to the kitchen. After a while you’ve finished washing up and putting everything away, with some help with Calum, although you would’ve gotten through it all a lot faster if Calum wasn’t there because every other minute he wanted to either kiss, cuddle, or dance to the music, and by the time you were finished, the cake was done and you got a small flutter in your stomach, and a small smile made it’s way on your face. You told Calum to go into the lounge as you decorated the cake, your nerves building up. “Mummy!” Charlotte squeals and runs up to you, wrapping herself around your legs. “Uh, yeah?” You raise an eyebrow looking down. “Luke was tickling me.” She mumbles, glaring at Luke and he just smiles smugly at her. “I want to be the favourite uncle.” Michael whines as Charlotte goes over to Calum. “Well maybe you’ll be the favourite for this one.” You suppress a grin, avoiding their confused gazes. You leave the room for a second, coming back with a cake that has icing on it that read baby #3. Placing it on the coffee table, biting your lip as Calum reads it, his face lighting up. You’d been trying for a while now but haven’t had any luck, it’s nearly been a year and a half since you’d been trying. “No way.” He shakes his head with a grin, standing up, coming over to you. “Are we really having another baby?” He questions, holding your arms in his hands. “Yeah.” You nod with unshed tears in your eyes as you smile at him. His smile widens and he brings you in for a hug, pressing a kiss to your head. “How long have you known?” He asks as you pull back. “A couple of days.” You answer, wiping away the few tears. “I love you so much.” He chuckles and connects your lips together. “Hear that Finn and Char, you’re gonna have another sibling.” Ashton tells them as Calum presses a hand to your stomach.

Ashton

“Come on Y/N it’s almost Christmas!” Ashton encourages you as you look up at him from your laptop, unamused. “I know.” You reply, going back to your laptop. “You’ve gotta get at least a little festive.” He claims. “Hey, I wore red lipstick the other day.” You tell him. “Okay, a lot to more than that.” He emphasises. “I live in a decorated house.” You offer. “Yeah, that I decorated.” He huffs. “I helped decorate the tree.” I inform. “Babe, you put like 3 baubles on and a bit of tinsel then ate a load of Quality Street.” Ashton corrects you. “I’m so festive in the eating department. I’ve eaten so many chocolate coins, Santas, Quality Street, Celebrations, Roses, and so many mince pies. Get off my dick.” You say, making him laugh. “I’ll give you that, but it’s not the type of festivity I’m looking for.” He tells you. “What do you want me to do? Wrap myself in fairy lights every morning? Add a little tinsel to my outfit? Use baubles as earnings? Wear antlers 24/7?” You question. “Wouldn’t mind it.” He shrugs. “You only listen to 3 Christmas songs, which are All I Want For Christmas Is You covered by My Chemical Romance, Thank God It’s Christmas by Queen, and Christmas Time (Don’t Let The Bells End) by The Darkness.” He sends you a knowing look. “I listen to Wonderful Christmastime and Fairy Tail Of New York, thank you very much.” You explain as Ashton puts on some Christmas music, making you sigh. “Like, how can you not like this?” Ashton asks as Last Christmas by Wham plays. “I never said I didn’t like it.” You claim. “Then why don’t you play it?” He raises an eyebrow, sitting next to you, slipping an arm around your shoulder. “I don’t know.” You shrug, leaning against him. “I’ve known you for almost 5 years now, and you never get into Christmas, you might go to a Christmas party, but you don’t dress up, you just drink and socialize. Isn’t there a picture of you where Luke wrapped some tinsel around you and you look so unimpressed?” Ashton laughs. “I just don’t get it, I don’t get the hype, it’s one day that’s hyped up for 24 days, and it’s always underwhelming on the day, and there’s always so much pressure for it to be a good one.” You explain your view point. “I can see that, I guess. What about when you were a kid?” Ashton questions. “I was kinda the same, never got into the festivities, I just got excited for the presents.” You reply. “You rarely ever go home for Christmas, since we’ve been dating you’ve only gone home twice.” Ashton points out. “2 reasons for it guess. One because usually I was working over Christmas and all my Jehovah friends would come round and we’d socialize and throw a mini party. Then second because my parents always argue on Christmas, they always do, and it ruins the whole day, and in a sense it’s kinda ruined the whole season for me. There’s always so much pressure for them to not and you end up skirting around certain topics and you could cut the atmosphere with a knife.” You explain. “Aw babe.” Ashton glances down at you with sympathy. “It’s fine, I’ve used to it, it’s not as bad as it seems because me and my siblings have some fun on our own.” I shrug. “Where are you spending Christmas this year? Last year you spent it with my family.” He questions. “Uh, I think my dad wants me to go down, but none of my siblings are going, I’ll feel bad if I don’t go because they’ll be on their own.” I sigh. “You’re always welcome with my family, you know.” He tells you. “I know.” You smile and peck his jaw line. “Now let’s dance to this song.” Ashton smirks, pulling your laptop off your lap and placing it on the coffee table. “Nooo.” You whine as Ashton drags you up and into the open space, as It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The year by Andy Williams plays. You stand still, your arms dangling by your side as Ashton dances around you as if he was in some kind of tribe. “Come on, dance.” Ashton giggles, clutching onto your forearms, shaking you a little. With an eyeroll and a huff, you befins to shuffle your feet, joining in halfheartedly as you laugh at Ashton’s dance moves. “No, you can’t grind to a Christmas song!” Ashton whines making you laugh. “Let me lead.” You chuckle and begin to dance with Ashton, taking the reins as Ashton has a goofy smile. “You’re cute, my little Grinch.” He laughs, pulling you into a hug. “You’re cute as well my little Who.”

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He Finds Out You Can Sing/Play An Instrument (Preference #3)

Luke

You’ve been so busy with school recently, not having a second to pause and look around, it’s finish one task then move onto the next. You haven’t had enough time to see anyone, let alone enough time to eat and take care of yourself. You haven’t slept properly in 2 weeks – much to your boyfriend Luke’s dismay. His favourite part of the day is the mornings in bed with you, where you’re both sleepy, small pecks are given and received, giggles thrown around, and arms wrapped loosely around each other, but because you need to get up early, he’s missed out on that. Fortunately now that the stressful time is up, and you can actually live properly, you’ve had time to catch up on sleep as of last night, although Luke yet again missed his morning cuddles, he let it slip because you looked so peaceful and calm in the first time in weeks, so he just kissed your forehead and got out of bed. As Luke was so caught up in the song he was playing hours later, he didn’t notice you come down the stairs. It was when you sat down next to him he noticed, and gave you a small smile, slightly pausing, but you nod at him to keep going as you run your hand down his back and you sing the words to Hear You Me by Jimmy Eat World. Once he gets used to your voice, he joins in with your singing, loving the sound of your voices weaving together perfectly. When the song comes to a close, Luke does one extra strum and puts his guitar down. “Um, since when could you sing?” He asks a little puzzled. “Since never, because I can’t.” You answer. “Uh, wrong answer.” He tells you. “It is?” You raise an eyebrow, tucking your legs under yourself, because your bare legs are beginning to get cold, as you’re only wearing one of Luke’s sweatshirts. “Yeah, we’ve been together 4 years, I’ve known you 2 years before we started dating, but it takes me 6 years to find out that you can sing?” He questions. “Is this a dream or something?” He adds. “Haven’t you heard me in the shower?” You ask. “No.” He shakes his head. “Should I of told you?” You joke. “But I know everything about you! Everything. How did I not know this?” He exclaims, and you laugh, shaking your head. Kneeling up and swinging one leg over Luke’s lap, so you’re straddling his lap. “Babe, it’s not that big of a deal, I’m sure there’s many things I don’t know about you.” You chuckle, resting your arms on his shoulder and playing with his hair, and his hands go to your hips. “B-” you silence him with a kiss, your lips moving together in sync, and he gets lost in the kiss, you following shortly after.

Michael

“That was such a dick move to leave him.” You laugh. “He was so boring, his name was Matt and he worked in IT, didn’t have a dog, which was a warning sign already, and he took me to a restaurant that served bland food, he was the definition of beige.” Your friend continues. “You couldn’t of waited until the date was finished?” You question, plucking open strings on her guitar. “I would of fallen asleep.” She replies, scrolling through her phone. “You could’ve gotten some coffee or something.” You laugh. “I didn’t know what to do, so I left him at the restaurant, don’t judge me.” She responds. “Whatever.” You shake your head with an amused smile, your fingers travelling the fretboard randomly. “When does Michael come?” She questions, sinking further into the couch. “I don’t know, any minute now.” You shrug, putting the pick in your mouth as you move your hair out the way. “Is he bringing anyone with him?” She asks looking down at you from where you’re sitting on the floor, leaning back against the sofa because you’re smart. “He might bring the boy’s back, or just one of them, he didn’t say.” You tell her as she picks up a guitar herself and plugs herself in. “Are we really doing this?” You ask as she plays Stairway To Heaven by Led Zepplin. “Yeah, we are, it’s a fucking amazing song, with a sick guitar solo.” She says over the music you shrug and join in, ready for your fingers to do some serious shit. “Holy shit.” You laugh and voices behind you repeat your words, looking behind you, you see Michael, Calum, Luke, and Ashton. “I think I just fell in love again.” Michael says as he walks in. “I did hear correctly, you did master the guitar solo of Stairway To Heaven?” Luke asks. “Uh yeah.” You nod. “Since when could you play guitar anyway?” Michael questions. “You’ve seen me play it before.” You furrow your eyebrows. “Only acoustic, and I thought you could only do limited amounts.” He replies. “Oh yeah, I guess I never really played electric in front of you.” You realize. “Do you own one?” He asks. “This was mine, but I gave it to (Y/F/N) because I didn’t really like it anymore, I don’t have one right now.” You shrug. “Why don’t you use mine?” He raises an eyebrow. “ I don’t know, your’s just doesn’t sit right with me, I don’t like it, I used to have a perfect one but my friends and I got drunk and ruined it.” You laugh at the memory. “You did amazing too.” Ashton tells (Y/F/N). “Thanks.” She smiles. “Back off, Irwin.” You warn and he put his hands up in surrender. “That was kinda hot to be honest.” Calum comments. “Back off, Hood.” Michael says. “I’ll agree, it was really hot.” Michael laughs with a smirk.

Calum

“Okay babe, I’ve gotta go, see you later.” Calum says to you as he walks into the bedroom. “Alright, you coming home in the evening or are you gonna pop back home at lunch?” You ask, looking up from folding the laundry. “Uh, you’re working today right?” He questions. “Yeah, at home” You nod. “I might come back, I’ll text you later.” He states, walking over to you, where you’re kneeling on top of the bed. “Have a good day.” You wish. “It’d be better with you there.” He tells you, looking at your form, his t shirt on you, a little part of your black halter neck bra exposed, your tensed thighs, and your hair all curly from the shower you took last night. “Yeah?” You raise an eyebrow. “Mhm.” He nods, rolling his bottom lip into his mouth, as he places his hands on your hips. “We haven’t got enough time, Cal.” You inform him, catching his drift. “All I need is like 15 or 20 minutes.” He says, his hands travelling down your exposed thighs. “No, you need to get to the studio, and I have an important Skype call soon.” You decline. “Can’t they both wait?” He murmurs as his lips ghost over your collarbones. “No.” You shake your head, biting your lip when his hand travels over your chest and he sucks on your skin. “‘Cause you and I both know that that’s not enough time, and I can’t miss this call.” You sigh, placing your hands on his sides. “Fine.” He huffs, pulling away from you. “I guess we’ll have to wait until tonight.” He rolls his eyes. “You know I want to, there’s just not enough time, babe.” You sympathize, placing your forearms on his shoulders. “Will you make it up to me?” He raises his eyebrow with a small smirk. “Sure.” You nod with a chuckle. “As I’ve gotta go, because I’m gonna be late apparently, I’ll say goodbye.” Cal sighs and his hand lightly touches over your heat, making you lower your hips to meet his fingers. “Maybe we can both be just a little late.” You shrug, connecting you lips to his. “Alright, bye then, thanks.” You smile politely at a fellow CEO. “Bye, Mrs Hood.” He smiles back and you end the call. “Thank fuck that’s over.” You mutter to yourself, and pull your hair out of the pony tail, shaking your head to sort your hair out. This house is awfully quiet, so you decide to put a random playlist on shuffle, the sound of Waterparks coming on. It’s been ages since Calum left and you still haven’t gotten dressed, you sorted your hair out and put on a little make up, but you’re still in his shirt. Deciding you should make some lunch, you head towards the kitchen. Suddenly Only You by Sarah Close comes on and you can’t help but smile to yourself and begin to sing the words, the high notes effortlessly coming up. “I need a little more too.” A voice behind you says, making you turn around instantly, being met with Calum. “Oh, hey.” You smile. “We’ve been together 7 years, how did I not know you can sing?” He question. “I can’t.” You furrow your eyebrows. “Uh, yeah you can, what you just did was amazing and you did it so effortlessly.” He states, coming up to you. “You think? I wasn’t really paying attention.” You raise an eyebrow, making him laugh. “You’re perfect.” He smiles, pulling you into a hug. “Thank you?” You laugh. “I love you so much.” He presses a kiss to my hair. “Love you too, Cal.” You reply.

Ashton

“Come on Wyatt, let’s go see daddy.” You say to your little boy, taking him out of his car seat, and into your arms. “Daddy?” He questions. “Yeah.” You nod, locking the car and making your way into the studio. “Hey guys.” Michael greets, walking towards you. “Hey.” You smile. “Micky.” Wyatt giggles. “Hi lil’ guy.” Michael laughs, squeezing his hand. “Where’s Ash?” You ask. “In there.” He points towards a door where you can hear talking and laughing. “Thanks.” You nod and make your way towards them, opening the door with your free hand. “Baby!” Ashton grins, walking up to you, giving your lips a peck and wrapping an arm around your waist. “Daddy, I made a drawing for you.” Wyatt tells Ashton, passing him the piece of paper. “You did? Aw, thanks little man.” Ash enthusiastically says taking the paper from him. “There’s mummy, then you, me, uncle Lu, uncle Mickey, and then uncle Cal.” He explains. “Looks great.” Ashton tells him. “Why don’t you go show, Luke and Cal?” He suggest, taking him from your arms and walking over to Luke. “Wyatt drew a picture of us and he wants to show you.” He informs and passes him over to Luke, and Luke sets him on his lap, beginning to talk to Wyatt. “So how’s my special lady?” Ashton asks as he walks back to you, setting his hands on your waist. “Fine, you?” You ask back. “Great now that you’re here.” He smiles, kissing your forehead. “You’re old but you’re still cute as fuck.” Michael comments as he walks in. “Get bent, Clifford.” You glare. “Hormones.” Michael mumbles. “I haven’t got any of those going on right now.” You sigh. “Always a pleasure to be around you.” He jokes making you flip him off. “Love you too.” He sweetly says and walks off, making you laugh. “Mummy!” Wyatt cries, making you look over to where he is and see tears rolling down his cheeks. “What’s up, baby?” You ask, lifting him up. “I h-hurt myself.” He sobs. “Where?” You ask and he lifts up his finger, a small paper cut on there. “Hey Ash, could you go get a plaster from my car?” You ask. “Sure.” He nods leaving the room. “It’s okay.” You try to calm him down by wiping his tears and rocking him, but he just clutches onto your chest and cries. “Ow, my ears.” Calum chuckles. You decide to take another approach and head towards the piano that’s in the room, sitting down the bench, putting Wyatt on your lap. Opening up the lid you begin to play some simple chords. This always calms him down, when he was a new born and he’d cry in the middle of the night, you take him down stairs and put him in a bassinet and he’d slowly fall asleep again. It’d always work without a doubt. Soon enough Wyatt calms down and just watches your fingers move around the black and white keys. “You okay now?” You ask him and he nods, beginning to get sleepy. “Since when could you play piano?” The voice of Ashton asks. “Oh you’re back, thanks, uh, I’ve been playing for years, how’d you not know, I play it for him when he won’t stop crying.” You explain whilst you put the plaster on his finger. “I thought that was just your phone.” He furrows his eyebrows. “Then I’d have to of had great speakers for it to sound like that.” You reply, passing Wyatt to Ashton. “Why couldn’t you of taught me?” Luke questions. “So none of you knew I could play?” You question and they shake their heads. “How?” You laugh. “Let’s play some songs!” Michael suggests and that takes up your plans for the rest of the evening, Wyatt falling asleep on the couch soon enough.

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Never Gonna Leave You l.h

A/N: I don’t even know what this is, I was watching Friends then I had this idea

“Hey.” I nod your head as I walk into the lounge, where Calum, Ashton, Michael, and Luke my husband are hanging out.

“Hi.” Michael waves.

“Sup.” Calum smiles.

“Hello.” Ashton nods back.

“Hey, you alright?” Luke asks as he notices a distressed look on my face.

“I’m not sure.” I shrug.

“Is the baby okay?” He instantly asks, referring to the 5 month little boy growing in my stomach.

“Yeah, it’s not that.” I shake your head, instinctively placing my hand on the small bump.

“Still can’t believe you let Luke stick his wiener in you.” Michael mutters.

“It had to be more than once because they had Lacey.” Calum teases as he plays with Lacey, our 3 year old daughter.

“Can’t actually believe Luke managed to get someone like (Y/N) to be completely honest.” Ashton joins in.

“We’ve been together for 9 years, married for 4 of those, what you getting at?” I question.

“So uh, what’s wrong?” Luke asks, placing a hand on my thigh.

“I’ve been getting these weird texts a for the last three weeks, these past few days they’ve been getting weirder.” I explain.

“What kind of weird, like a stalker? Messing around? Or…?” Luke questions.

“Have a look.” I tell him and pass him my phone.

“Mommy?” Lacey grabs my attention.

“Yeah?” I ask as she walks towards me, toy car in hand.

“How’s baby?” She asks, leaning against my leg, from where I’m sitting on the arm of the couch.

“He’s fine.” I answer, running my fingers through her hair.

“Can I touch him?” She questions, looking up at me a little excited.

“Sure, but you’re not going to feel anything.” I inform her and she reaches up and places her tiny hand on my growing stomach.

“I feel it moving, Mumma!” She exclaims and Luke looks up, smiling at her.

“You do?” I laugh.

“Yeah, and we’re talking.” She grins, making us all chuckle.

“What are you talking about?” I question.

“How we’re gonna play with my doll’s house.” She tells me.

“Really? You can do that with just the touch of the hand?” I ask, picking her up so she’s on my lap.

“Yeah, because I’m magic.” She squeals.

“Neat, Lace.” I chuckle, as she plays with my necklace.

“Oh my God, she’s adorable.” Michael laughs.

“Well this sure is one hell of a creep.” Luke sighs, placing my phone in my back pocket.

“What’s he or she saying?” Ashton asks.

“That they’re sorry, they want to see me again, asking where I live, or just random questions like how’s life now.” I explain.

“Isn’t it just some crazy fan?” Calum asks.

“Maybe.” I shrug. “I don’t know who it is.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about these earlier?” Luke questions.

“Didn’t think it was a big deal, I just thought it was one of my friends messing with me.”

“Daddy.” Lacey speaks up.

“Yes, baby?” He questions.

“Where’s the baby gonna sleep? Is it gonna sleep in my room or you and mummy’s?” She asks.

“Well she’s not gonna sleep in your room.” He chuckles. “He’s gonna sleep in his room.” He answers and tucks some of her hair behind her ear.

Ever since we told her about the pregnancy she’s been so excited. Well, actually, at first she hated the idea, and was really jealous, that was until Luke and I went to the first scan and showed her a picture from the ultrasound. She was stroppy all week and so stubborn, purposefully made a mess, did everything she could to annoy us. At first she wanted the baby to be a girl, and actually cried when we told her it was a boy, but she got used to it and began to accept it after a while. Now she’s so excited and asks so many questions about him, constantly touches my stomach and talks to him.

“Maybe when he gets older he can sleep in your room sometimes.” I tell her.

“He can?”

“If he wants to.” Luke nods.

“Have you thought of any names yet?” Calum asks.

“Not really, I haven’t got a clue.” Luke shrugs.

“Well we’re definitely not gonna call him Jackson or Oliver.” I say.

“Why not?” Michael questions.

“Because Oliver is my brother’s name and Jackson is well, my mum’s sperm donor.” You spit the last past.

“Oh.” He trails off.

Jackson.

Jackson is my dad, well, was my dad. He walked out on my mum, my brother, my sister, and I when I was 13. He left us with nothing, my mum had recently had my sister to take care of so she wasn’t working when he walked out on us, so we barely had any money. Then my brother Oliver and I had to take care of her whilst she went to work, and we barely saw her, only late at night or really early in the morning, it put a strain on everything, our relationships, education, money, everything. My mum became a secret alcoholic, my brother and I argued with her all the time, we almost went into care because of it. It tore our family in half, but we also grew closer. I became super close with my siblings, for a couple years we had a rocky relationship with our mum, but after quite a while she overcame it, and was more present in our lives.

Last I heard of him is that he found a new family and gave them everything they ever needed, whilst not looking back.

Luke and I met when we were 17, it’d been 4 years since he left, I was still grieving, barely moved on. My way of coping with things was by pushing everything to the back, which I do not recommend, because that shit comes back, bigger than it originally was because I let it fester. Luke helped me a lot, we met in school, then we became friends and he helped me deal with things, he didn’t make me all better, this is reality, and I needed to do that by myself, but he did help a lot. When we were 18, we started dating, and it just flourished since then.

It took a lot for me to actually say yes to dating him, because I liked him a lot and I saw a future with him, but I was absolutely terrified I’d lose him like my mum lost my dad, or we’d break up after a couple years and I wasn’t strong enough at the time to go through the heartbreak.

I’m still nervous that Luke is going to leave me, not because I don’t trust him, it’s just past experiences.

“How about Noah.” Ashton suggests.

“No, that’s the name of my ex boyfriend.” I say.

“When can I get a boyfriend?” Lacey asks.

“Never.” Luke instantly answers.

“Why?” She whines, leaning against my chest.

“You’re too young right now, maybe when you’re older, and who knows, you might not even want a boyfriend, maybe you like something else.” I take the reins.

“Nope, she will never date anyone, she’ll always be my baby, and that’s final.” Luke shakes his head.

“What about when she’s in her 30s?” Ashton asks.

“She’ll still be my baby, just like, fully grown.”

“Anyway, what are you gonna do about the texts?” Calum questions.

“Uh, I’m not sure.” I shrug, putting Lacey down and standing up.

“How often do you get them?” Michael questions as I watch Lacey club onto Luke’s lap.

“Couple times a day, usually at night or during the night.” I reply.

“What’s the most recent one?” Ashton asks.

“Um, hold on.”

I pull my phone out, seeing it’s already on the conversation, scrolling down, until I get to the most recent one. “It says I’m so sorry, I hope you can forgive me one day, I miss you so much.” I read.

“Who in your past has done you dirty?” Michael says and my mind wonders to possible people.

“My dad, some ex boyfriends, people from school.” I list.

“Have you ever responded?” Calum asks.

“No, I’m not an idiot.” I respond flatly.

“You sure about that?” Michael asks and I respond by flipping him off.

“I’m gonna go eat because I’m pregnant and you can’t stop me.” I state and turn around, going into the kitchen.

Pulling some cake out and grabbing a plate from the cupboard, before grabbing a knife from the knife block, cutting an appropriate size slice, placing it on the plate it.

“Hey.” The sound of Luke’s voice meets my ears.

“Hey.” I repeat as I look over my shoulder.

“Nice cake you got there.” He speaks as he presses himself against my back, holding my hips.

“You want some?” I offer.

“I’ll have a piece of yours.” He says.

“I’m the pregnant one, you’re taking food away from me.” I shake my head but pick some up on the fork, feeding it to him.

“Thanks, babe.” He responds.

“Anytime, just learn not to take food away from a pregnant lady.” I say.

“Still learning.” He mumbles against my hair, leaving a kiss there.

“Oh my God Lacey don’t look, your mum and dad are being gross.” Michael complains, with Lacey in his arms.

“Yeah, old people in love are disgusting.” Calum joins in as he walks through the door, Ashton following after him, as Luke and I turn around.

“We’re not old, we’re both 27, that’s not old, you guys are older than us.” I argue.

“But none of us are married or have children.” Ashton points out.

“I’d be careful, (Y/N) is pregnant, and hormones are a thing, it’s like 10 times worse than monster week.” Luke warns the others as Michael puts Lacey down.

“I think you should be careful by the look she’s giving you.” Michael smirks, making Luke look down at you, seeing the glare you’re giving him.

“But we’ll get a baby out of it, so it’s fine.” He nervously states and places his hand on my little bump.

“Watch it, Hemmings.” I sigh.

“Yes, Mrs Hemmings.” He teases and I give him a disapproving look.

“Up, up, mummy.” Lacey leans against my legs, making grabby hands at me whilst pouting.

I bend down slightly, gingerly grabbing under her arms, and placing her on my hip. “Better?” I ask and she nods, leaning on my upper chest, letting out a small yawn.

“I think someone is getting a little tired.” Luke chuckles, caressing her cheek, “her nap is due anytime now.”

“Do you want to put her down.” I ask, but the doorbell rings before Luke can reply.

“I’ll get it.” Luke says, kissing my forehead, leaving the room.

Luke opens the door, being met with a middle aged man, holding a piece of paper.

“Uh hello?” He greets a little confused.

“Hi, does um (Y/N) live here?” He asks making Luke furrow his eyebrows.

“(Y/N)…” Luke waits for him to say her last name.

“(Y/M/N).” The strange man says.

“Uh, she’s (Y/N) Hemmings now, but yeah she does, why?” He questions.

“I just need to talk to her.” He explains.

“Um, okay, hold on a sec.” Luke replies. “(Y/N)!”

“Yeah?” I ask, walking towards him with Lacey in my arms still.

“Someone at the door for you.” He informs and I freeze when I see who it is.

The man who left me, left us.

“Go away, go the fuck away.” You seethe.

“No, don’t be like that.” He replies.

“Jackson, leave me alone, stay out of my life, walk the fuck away like you did 14 years ago.” I spit walking towards the door, Luke finally realizing who it is.

“Look, I’m sorry, I wasn’t in love with your mother anymore, things weren’t going as plan, you wouldn’t understand.” He explains.

“That doesn’t mean you leave 3 children behind then go to a new family. How would I not understand?” I ask and Luke takes Lacey from me, taking her to the kitchen.

“Could one of you put her down for her nap?” Luke asks.

“Yeah, sure, what’s going on?” Ashton questions, taking the baby from his arms.

“(Y/N)’s dad is at the door.” Luke sighs.

“What?” Calum exclaims.

“Yeah, I don’t really know.” Luke sighs.

“Come on Lil Lace, lets go put you down.” Ashton says and leaves the room.

“Do I stay with her or keep out of it?” Luke asks, looking back at you, where you’ve got a resting bitch face.

“I’d go support her.” Michael replies.

“Yeah, she is pregnant so she could break down any minute.” Calum agrees.

“She also looks like she wants him to leave, and I think he seems adamant on staying, so you might wanna help her on that.” Michael points out.

Luke nods and makes his way towards the door, running his hand down my back, resting it on the small of my back.

“So, uh how have you been?” He asks.

“You’re pathetic Jackson, how are you ignoring everything that happened? I haven’t spoken to you for 14 years ago, I’m not gonna forget everything that’s happened, just because I’ve seen you again, unwillingly might I add.” I frustratedly speak.

“I’m dad, not Jackson.”

“You lost that title years ago.” I tell him.

“I’m still your biological father.” He states.

“Unfortunetly.” I sigh.

“You’ve got a family of your own now, are you not gonna let me ever see them?” He asks.

“You don’t deserve to see them.” I respond.

“Don’t be like that, we can be like we used to, play poker with cocktail sticks when both of us can’t sleep, listen to music together again. We can build a new future.”

“Those are the memories I try to block out. I don’t want anything to do with you, can’t you accept that, you easily walked out all those years ago, can’t you do it again? You can’t just walk in my life again just because you’re my dad, you cut yourself out, and I want you to stay the fuck out of my life, my family’s life, go back to the family you left us for.” I say.

“I don’t have them anymore.” He confesses.

“Is this why you’re coming back to us?” I ask.

“Uh..” He trials off.

“Fuck you.” I spit.

“I think you should leave.” Luke steps in.

“But we haven’t finished talking.” He states.

“I think (Y/N) knows all she needs to and knows what she wants. I don’t want you around my family, do something with your life other than hurting people.” Luke shakes his head.

“P-”

“Jackson go, I don’t want anything to do with you and stop texting me. We’ve coped without you for 14 years, I think we can gladly do another 14. You missed out on watching your third child grow up, she was only a baby, she barely remembers you, and she seems to be doing great without you, we all are. Goodbye Jackson.” You cut him off.

“Ple-”

“I said bye Jackson, you’re better off on your own.” I say and close the door, Luke instantly pulling me into his embrace.

“You okay?” He mumbles into my hair.

“Promise me you’ll never leave me.” I look up at him, tears in my eyes.

“I promise I’ll never leave you, or Lacey and this lil guy.” Luke promises and rubs my bump.

“Will you still love me in 14 years?” I painfully ask.

“Of course I will.” He replies, hands coming up to hold my jaw, giving me a slow kiss, that speaks volumes.

“I love you.” Luke says once we pull apart.

“I love you too.” I repeat before suddenly bursting into sobs.

“It’s gonna be okay, baby.” Luke reassures. “I won’t let him come near you again, you’re safe, I’ll always be here, I’m not gonna leave you guys, I love you.”

“What if something changes? What if having two children is too much for you? What if you change your mind? What if you don’t love me anymore later on?” I begin to get seriously anxious.

“Come on, babe.” Luke sighs and lifts me up, I wrap my legs around his waist, nuzzeling into his shoulder, Luke holds my left thigh and the right side of my waist.

He takes us towards the stairs, and I see Michael and Calum gazing worriedly at me out of the corner of my eye, but my mind can’t be bothered to worry about that right now. Walking up the stairs and towards our bedroom, Luke gently kicks the door open, walking us towards our bed, gently placing me down on it. Luke walks back to the door, seeing Ashton walk out of Lacey’s room, cautiously closing the door. Ashton sees Luke, sending him a sad smile as he sees his wife’s figure, Luke sending one back, before closing the door.

“We’ll talk later, don’t let your mind wonder too much, the stress is bad for he baby, just go to sleep and I’ll take care of everything. Okay? Take as long as you want/need, I can give Lacey her dinner if you’re still sleeping later.” Luke tells me, pressing a kiss to my forehead, before turning around.

“Wait.” I say, grabbing his hand, making him stop and turn around.

“Yes, baby?”

“Did I make the right choice?”

“Of course you did, he hurt you so much, and you couldn’t possibly let him in your life again, he doesn’t deserve to.”

“I love you, and I don’t know what I’d do without you, thank you for helping me over the years.” I weakly state.

“I love you too, I promise I’ll never give up on you.” He replies and gives me a small kiss, before leaving, quietly shutting the door behind him.

“How is she?” Calum asks as Luke walks in.

“She’ll be fine soon enough, I think it’s all so overwhelming, also she’s worried I’m gonna walk out on her.” Luke speaks.

“Really?” Michael furrows his eyebrows.

“It’s only past experiences, I don’t think that she doesn’t trust me.” Luke shrugs.

“What a dick.” Ashton shakes his head.

“Yeah, it’s affected her big time, not only her family, but commitment, she found it really hard to say yes to dating me, she got all distant when we first got engaged, her trust was destroyed. I think it’s only just coming back, she’s absolutely terrified someone important is gonna leave her.”

“Sad.” Michael sighs.

“Did Lacey go down alright?” Luke asks Ashton.

“Yeah, she was a little confused at what had just happened but she went to sleep eventually.” Ashton explains.

“Good, I’m gonna go out to the supermarket, get (Y/N) some sort of medication because I know she’ll have a headache when she wakes up.” Luke informs and grabs his car keys.

“Can I come? I need to pick up some dinner because apparently having pizza 4 nights in a row is bad.” Michael mocks.

“Sure.” Luke nods.

“I’m gonna head home.” Ashton states.

“I’ll stay here in case Lacey wakes up or something.” Calum says.

“Oh thanks.” Luke smiles.

“Bye then.” They all wave.

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I Can See Right Up Your Skirt (Preference #2)

Luke

You hear Luke’s car park outside of your shared house, and soon after the door opening. “I’m back!” He calls as he puts his guitar case down by the door. “In here!” You shout back from your bedroom. Luke smiles to himself and makes his way up the stairs, pulling his phone out because he got a text whilst he was pulling in. “Hi.” He smiles as he sees you laying on the bed, flipping through a magazine. “Hey, good day at the studio?” You ask, looking away from the pages and to him who’s leaning against the door frame. “Yeah I guess, got a sick guitar part on one song.” He tells you. “Nice, did you see the accident on the main road? I was driving along earlier and it was awful.” You ask watching him as he bites his lip. “Uh yeah, I got caught up in a bit of traffic, didn’t actually see anything though.” He answers. “What do you want for dinner?” You question, turning the page. “You know I can see right up your skirt.” He smirks. “Oh shit.” You laugh and close your freshly shaved legs, putting your attention back to the magazine. “Hey, I didn’t say close them.” He flatly states. “I guess you’re gonna have to open them up again, aren’t you?” You raise an eyebrow, putting the magazine down. “Oh really?” He questions and makes his way over to you. “Unless you want something else for dinner…” You innocently look at him and he places his hands on your knees, standing in front of you. “Not a fucking chance.” He breathes and separates your knees a little, trailing his fingertips down the inside of your thigh at an agonizing pace. “Such a bad girl for wearing a skirt.” He tsks and his hand finally makes contact with your heat, making your stomach tense. “And wearing black underwear? You know that’s my favourite.” Luke comments and shakes his head as he slowly rubs up and down your clothed heat. “And what do bad girls get?” He asks as you let out a breath of pleasure. “Use your words, babygirl.” He urges. “Punished.” You answer. “Correct.” He nods and pulls his hand away, smirking wider when you let out a whine. “But I do know how good of a girl you can be, especially with my cock in your mouth baby or when you’re bent over backwards for me.” He speaks, his hands running up and down your thighs. “Luke.” You moan, needing to release some sort of friction. “Yes babe?” He asks. “Do something or I’ll close my damn legs and walk away.” You threat. “Of really?” He raises an eyebrow and lays down on his side next to you, his mouth going to collar bones whilst his finger tips are dancing around your naval. “Y-yes.” You stutter as he gets closer to where you want him. “As if you could do that.” He whispers in your ear and his fingers enter your panties. “So nice and wet, princess.” He rasps, bringing your juices up to your clit. “Is this what you wanted? You wanna be a naughty girl? Do you like being a dirty girl for me?”

Michael

“You looking forward to tonight?” You ask Michael from the stage as he is standing on the floor. “Yeah, a lot of people though.” He nods. “You’ll be fine.” You reassure him. “You think?” He looks up at you. “Of course, you always do well, nothing’s gonna change.” You tell him. “Thanks babe.” He says and licks his lips. “Hey guys.” Calum waves as he walks up to Michael. “Hey.” You smile. “Hi.” Michael distractedly speaks. “You guys gonna come out with us later?” Calum questions. “Where are you going?” Michael asks. “Just sight seeing, might get some food, too.” Calm shrugs. “We’re actually gonna talk to my family, but maybe next time.” Michael explains and you furrow your eyebrows. “Uh, okay, we can wait if you want.” Calm offers a little dazed. “No we’re gonna be a while.” Michael declines. “How long will you guys be?” You ask. “I don’t know, a couple hours.” He looks up at you. “It’s time we should talk to my parents, so yeah.” Michael trails off and turns Calum around, pushing him towards the exit. “You’re being weird.” Calum comments but walks away. “We’re talking to your parents?” You question. “No, I can see right up your skirt so we’re gonna go to the dressing room and sort some things out.” He explains. “You can?” You chuckle. “Yeah, so get down from there so we can go on a little adventure of our own.” Michael informs and you walk off stage meeting Michael at the end. We walk away from the stage and make the fairly short distance to the dressing room. As soon as michael closes the door, he pushes you against the it and begins to kiss you roughly, his body pressed up against yours so you can feel everything. You begin to get dominant so you slowly grind your hips against his, to release some friction, then push him towards the couch. He lays on top of it and you straddle his hips, feeling his hard on press against your core, and his hips buck up into your heat. You move your hips back and forth a little whilst attacking Michael’s neck, emitting tiny moans from him. “If you don’t stop this soon I’m gonna cum.” He groans and tips his head back as you do a particularly hard one and his hands hold your hips. “Okay, I’ll stop.” You say and get up, moving to the other couch, laying down, beginning to pull your phone out. Looking over at Michael, he’s a tiny bit out of breath and is confused. Suddenly Michael gets up and walks over to you, separating your legs, so that one is on the table and the other pressed against the back of the couch, legs wide open. “You know I don’t like teasing.” He tells you. “Look at that, you learn something new everyday.” You smirk and run your hand over his crotch, palming him a few times, and he lets out a groan, forgetting what he was just saying. “Fuck.” He mutters. “Lets see how much you like teasing.” He raises an eyebrow and runs his hand down your stomach and to your pubic bone, rubbing his palm on it, making you forget all about your tactic. It’s a release but it’s not enough so you lift your hips up. He complies with your wishes and gives you more, so he pulls your underwear down, and runs two fingers through your folds, collecting your juices. His finger ghosts over your hole, but leaves that area, going up again. “Michael.” You moan grinding your hips against his hand and he goes towards your clit spelling out the word tease on it. “You like that? You like it when I touch you?” He asks. “Fuck, yeah.” You moan. “Aw, shame you had to play me earlier.” He says and pulls away, putting your panties back on.

Calum

“There’s nothing good on tv.” You whine and flip through the channels once again. Calum looks up at you from across the room, his eyes scanning your annoyed form. He smirks to himself and goes back to his phone, his mind going places. “There’s nothing at all?” Calum asks after a while. “No.” You sigh and put your foot onto the coffee table, which makes Calum’s eyes widen, a choke like sound comes from the back of his throat from the sight. “What about Netflix?” He questions. “I’m caught up with everything, and I’m not at stable place to dedicate my life to a new series.” You answer. “You do know you don’t have to watch all at once.” He informs, trying to keep his eyes up. “Is that a challenge?” You ask. “No, I remember when you first watched Sense8, you couldn’t talk to anyone for like a week.” He laughs. “You don’t do Netflix right, you have to watch it all at once.” You tell him. “Maybe you’re doing Netflix wrong.” He says. “If you’re gonna insult me and my Netflix, you can get your own Netflix and not use mine.” You state. “How’d you know I do that?” He questions. “I have my sources.” You reply. “So you’re bored?” He changes the subject. “No, I’m perfectly amused, can’t you see me having so much fun.” You sarcastically say. “I’m bored too.” He sighs and puts his phone down, his eyes traveling up your toned legs, and how he can see up your skirt, your red lacy underwear on display, all for his eyes. Your legs have been driving him mad all day, going on for miles, when they tense, and how shiny they are. “What can two bored people do?” He asks. “Not sure.” You shrug and put your other foot on the table, your legs wide open and you raise an inquisitive eyebrow. “This was your plan wasn’t it, wearing that so I can see right up your skirt.” He accuses but his eyes stay where you want them – where you need him. “Cannot confirm nor deny that statement.” You say as you run your finger tip up and down your thigh. “Fuck you and your law degree.” He grumbles, feeling his pants tighten “Go on then.” I smirk. “You know I can’t resist you when you’re wearing skirts.” He groans, his pants beginning to get uncomfortable. “Unless you don’t want to, I can always go find the boys, I know they quite liked the sight of my legs earlier.” You smirk, knowing it will rile him up. “Babe, I’ve gotta go out soon.” He whines, tipping his head back. “That’s okay, I’ll just wait another two weeks until we have sex again.” You wink at him and close your legs knowing that he can’t resist you. “Or I guess I’ll have to satisfy myself until you do.” You open your legs again, your own fingers ghosting over your heat. “No way in hell.” He shakes his head and walks over to you, getting on his knees, pushing your legs out even wider. He connects his lips to the inside of your thigh, sucking on it, he brings his hand up, placing it on your abdomen. Calum moves down your thigh slowly, making hickeys along the way. “I take it you’re not going out.” You say, Calum looks up at you flatly, and then licks a strip on your clothed heat, making you moan. “Does that answer your question?” He asks against your heat, the vibrations sending you a little wave of pleasure. Calum licks another a strip, but it’s not enough, you need more. “More, Cal.” You breathe so Calum tends to your pleads and moves your underwear to the side, and begins to lick through the folds, making you moan and run hour fingers through his hair. The sight of his head moving between your thighs with your hand in his hair sends you even more arousal. “You want my fingers baby?” Ashton

“Do you know where my phone is?” Ashton asks you as he walks in. “How am I supposed to know?” You question as you look up from your book. “I don’t know, you’re good at that.” He shrugs turning around to look at you. “What finding small things?” You question. “Yeah.” He nods. “Yeah I guess I am good at finding small things, I found your dick for example.” You shrug and go back to your book. “Uh, rude.” He replies but continues to search the room. “Have you checked every room?” You question. “Every one except this one.” He confirms as he looks on the shelf. “Have you really looked or have you just looked around the room then went to the next?” You question. “Depends what you call thorough.” He says. “What do you need it for?” You ask. “I need to call Luke.” He replies. “Why don’t you just use my phone.” You offer, picking up from the table. “You don’t mind?” He questions. “No, I’ll even look for your phone whilst you use mine.” You reply and get up. “This is why I love you.” Ash smiles and gives you a kiss. You pass him your phone, knowing he knows your passcode. “Thanks.” He gives you one final kiss as he waits for Luke to pick up. You bend over to look through all the magazines and random pieces of paper on the coffee table as Ashton begins to talk down the phone. Finding nothing there, you move towards the sofa, seeing if it’s behind the cushions. Suddenly Ashton presses himself against your ass, making you pause your actions. “Actually I’m gonna have to call you later.” He says to Luke. “Okay, see you later, bye.” Ashton finishes and puts your phone down. “What was that all about?” You question, but continue to look behind the cusions whilst Ashton is still pressed against you. “I can see right up your skirt, so I had to do something.” He tells you and pulls your body flush against his and begins to attack your neck. “Did you like what you saw.” You ask, grinding on Ashton’s semi, making him groan. “Always do.” He whispers against your neck as he lifts your skirt up a little, rubbing your clothed heat, making you lean your head on his shoulder. Ashton gently pushes you both onto the sofa, so that you’re laying flat on your back, and Ashton pushes your legs apart. His hand travels down your thigh, taking your panties off, then runs his hand over your heat, teasing your clit a little, before running his hand up your stomach, over your chest, until he reaches your jaw. He pulls your jaw open slightly and inserts his thumb into your mouth slowly. You begin to suck on his thumb as he pushes his fingers into you. Making eye contact with him as you slowly suck on his thumb, smirking when you moan around his thumb. “Such a good girl.” He praises and uses his other thumb to rub your clit, the bundle of nerves making you arch your back. “But such a bad girl for wearing a skirt, and these knee high socks baby are a dangerous game.” He tells you, his fingers going faster as you work your mouth on his thumb. “You know, now I think about it, I don’t think I properly checked the bedroom, do you think you could help me out with that baby girl?”

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