Michael (All About You)
Yesterday, you asked me something I thought you knew.
So I told you with a smile ‘It’s all about you’
“Y/n?” Michael Clifford entered his apartment calling out for his girlfriend of over a year. “Where are you babe?” he called again, but got no reply. He searched the house before coming to your bedroom, seeing you sitting on the be surrounded my bags and with a frown on his face. “I think that we should break up,” you told him, before he could even react to finding you. Michael’s heart dropped. Break up? What had he done? Had he been a bad boyfriend. He didn’t think so at first but after a moments consideration, maybe he did. He panicked trying to think of a way to get you to change your mind before you even explained. You were going to leave him? He had taken you for granted and now everything was changing so rapidly it took all he had in him not to break down and cry. His beautiful girlfriend who he loved more than anything in the world even if he didn’t show it, wanted to break up. “Why?” he stuttered, still not believing it. “I- I feel like this isn’t working out as good as we expected. I still love you, Michael but sometimes I feel….do you even care about me any more?” you asked. “No. No. No,” Michael repeated over and over, cruising himself for being so stupid. He should of told you he loved you more often. “I mean, yes I care about you. I care about you so, so, so much y/n!” Michael’s voice was cracking and he was trying to hold in tears. “I love you baby. I’m sorry for not showing that. Please don’t leave me I promise I’ll make it up to you,” Michael begged. “I’ll take you out for a fancy dinner, right now if you want. I’ll take you home and we can cuddle and watch movies and I promise I will never stop making it up to you if you don’t leave me!” Michael was reduced to a sobbing mess, looking you in the eyes pleadingly. “You’re my whole world y/n,” Michael hiccuped through tears. You had already softened when he began speaking and this had just broken your already mended heart. You wrapped your arms around him and buried your head in pink hair. “Yeah. I love you too Mikey. Let’s just order a pizza instead, yeah? We can cuddle and talk and sleep all you want then. I’m not going anywhere.” Grinning, Michael nodded.
Luke (Falling In Love)
Every day is like a Monday,
there is no escaping from the heartache
Every single day it got worse. Luke was doing the best to pick up the pieces of his damaged heart, but every time it was almost fixed, it shattered into millions of tiny pieces again. Luke was truly heartbroken. And the reason - y/n. He never really had her, just for a while and it wasn’t love, it was just something to do. She broke it off with him because he obviously wasn’t interested and only then did Luke realise how happy he made her. “Stupid idiot,” Luke would mumble, because he knew it was too late now. Why didn’t he fall in love with her when he had the chance? Why didn’t he take her on cute dates and fall asleep holding her hand? Why didn’t he treat her like a princess. And most importantly why was he falling so hard now? Every morning Luke woke up with a feeling of dead and regret, not because he was terribly hung over and had slept on the tour bus floor and his back was in shit, because she wasn’t there with him and you were positive that she hated him. How could he have been so dumb? He had her, every prefect inch of her but he let her go. He left her leave without a second thought. He was stupid, stupid, stupid. She deserved much better anyway, someone who loved her and reminded her of it every single day. Someone who would kiss her in the moonlight and make her feel like she was worthless. Someone that would wipe away her tears and held her till she felt better, someone who she ran up to when she saw desperate to spend all her time with them. That guy wasn’t him it would never be him. He was too late.
Ashton (Love is Easy)
If this is love, then love completes me
Cuz it feels like I’ve been missing you
Waking up you saw sunlight streaming through the curtains and you felt gentle kisses been placed on the back of your neck. You could feel your boyfriend Ashton’s hair ticking right above where he kissed and you squirmed a bit before giggling. “Morning love,” Ashton whispered. His morning voice was husky and made you want to fuck him against the wall. “Morning handsome,” you turned around to see Ashton sporting sex hair and stubble. “You look so beautiful in the mornings,” Ashton said making you blush. “Thanks. As do you,” you replied. You kissed his nose and then moved closer to him, lazily swinging your arm around your waist. He was just in Marvel boxers and you were wearing a t-shirt of his with panties. Ashton played with your hair, winding the thin strands around his long fingers. “I just wanna stay here all day,” you told him. “Then lets do that baby,” Ashton replied. “We can do whatever you want.” You sighed contently before snuggling into his warm touch again. “Ashton?” you said after a few moments of conferrable silence. “Hm?” You looked up at him before speaking hesitantly. “I think I love you,” your voice was barely above a whisper, fearing that he wouldn’t feel the same way in the slightest. “I know I love you,” Ashton told you and a wide grin appeared on your face. “I’ve known it for ages. I didn’t tell you because I thought I made it obvious.” Ashton continued absentmindedly playing with your hair as he spoke. “I love loving you. It’s one of my favourite things to do. You’re prefect y/n in every single way and I love you a lot more than you think. When I just be with other girls, I used tell them I loved them, because I thought I did. But I didn’t, not like this anyway. That wasn’t love, this is love y/n. Ever since I’ve met you I’ve just known that we were meant to be. We are. And I’m sure I’m going to be proving this to you in many different ways for the rest of my life.”
Obviously, she’s out of my league, but how can I win,
she keeps dragging me in
Y/n. She was so beautiful, so funny so - everything Calum wanted. She had a boyfriend though, who was a jerk. She deserved better, someone like Calum. Calum thought she was much to perfect to like a guy as boring as him. He couldn’t help but dream though, and since they had English together, he found himself staring at her for the whole period, paying no attention whatsoever to the lesson. “Calum!” your teacher shouted, making Calum jump. “What?” he blushed. “Are you gonna answer in class either laugh or groan. She smiled at him, mentally giggling about how awkward he was. Calum saw your grin and got butterflies over a stupid meaningless smile. Man had he fallen hard for her. He decided to something about it, rather than sitting there like an idiot dreaming about her for the rest of his life. After class he rose from his seat and walked over to you. “Hi,” Calum said, waving like an idiot. You smiled. “Hi Calum,” y/n replied. Wow. She knew his name. “So erm…I was wondering that maybe would you like to hang out sometime?” Calum stuttered. “Um like a date?” You asked him unsurely. “Umm yeah! Like a date!” Calum grinned. This was going good. Good as in you hadn’t run away screaming “Rape” yet. “Umm I have a boyfriend, Calum,” she said sheepishly. “Oh yeah, I know I’m sorry I was just saying if you didn’t have a boyfriend…wait no that sounds creepy….just forget it I’m sorry,” Calum ran away, completely embarrassed for making a fool of himself. He knew y/n had a boyfriend for fucks sake! The answer was obviously going to be a no. And even if she didn’t, he was a weirdo creep that no one likes. Why did he make such an idiot of himself. Little did he no, she was yelling after him to come back. But it was too late and he would never no the truth.
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