when calum kisses you, both of your worlds stop. it’s like only the two of you are the only people in the world. calum’s kisses are deep and passionate. he always fills his kisses with love so you know just how much he loves you. he would gently put his hands on your cheeks to deepen the kiss even more. sometimes he would even moan into the kiss when your hands wrapped around his hair.
luke’s kisses are long and sweet. it’s never a short peck with him, he likes to kiss you longer so he can hold onto you longer. his lips would be very dominate against yours to let you know who is in charge of the kiss. his hands would be on your hips, pulling you as close as you can get to him. your hands would be against his chest, rubbing gently against his shirt.
michael’s kisses are very rough and exciting. he grabs the hold of your shirt and pulls you towards him, crashing his lips onto yours. at times, you squeal when he pulls you, excited about what he might do. michael always kisses you, he can’t get enough of your lips. your lips fight for dominance, but it’s always him that wins.
ashton’s kisses are never the same. sometimes it’s rough, sometimes it’s full of love and sometimes it’s just messy. he likes to switch it up because he always likes to surprise you. his hands would wander all around your body, touching every part possible. sometimes he bites on your lower lip, causing you to moan into the kiss.
A/N: omg this was actually quite
cute. I didn’t like Calums though – it was kinda off. (also please request, cause im running low on ideas man)
A nice surprise was waiting
outside your office. Ashton was waiting inside of his car, sitting with his
phone. You ran rapidly to his car, took the passenger seat and smacked the car
door, so Ashton flinched at the loud noise. You chuckled at the fact your
boyfriend, the rockstar who listened to Slipknot, was easy to scare. Ashton
kissed you quickly on the lips, before starting the car and driving home. He
was listening to you talk about your day the whole ride, laughing at the right
times – even though it was bad jokes. Just as you were going to go out of the
car, he held your wrist. Not hard, just to make you sit back and listen to him.
“I have a question. “ He said,
not looking at you. He was now fumbling with his phone, scrolling through an
article or something. Then you saw something on the screen. It was you and your
good friend Troye Sivan. You smiled when Ashton zoomed in on you kissing his
cheek. “Who’s this? “
“Honey… “ You couldn’t stop smiling
over the fact that he actually was jealous. Something you never thought was
possible. “That’s Troye Sivan. He’s a Youtuber/singer. “ You chuckled at how
confused Ashton looked. He was looking tired, his hair sticking to his
“I don’t know him. “ Ashton
said miserably, looking at the pictures of you and Troye.
“I actually met him at one of your concerts. “You couldn’t hold it
back anymore. “He’s gay. “Ashton eyes lit up at your words and he took his eyes
of the screen. “Did you even read the article? “
“No. I was scared of losing
you. “ Ashton smiled so his cute dimples showed.
“You were jealous. “ You said
as you walked out of the car, to which Ashton denied a thousand times. But you
both knew it was true.
It was a late night run. You
wanted a movie night with snacks included, but then you realized the only food
you had was one slice of cold pizza and some flour. So you both decided to run
to a store. It was actually quite fun. First you had to chase every cab driving
by, in which Calum almost ran into lamp post and you had laughed your ass of.
When you finally found a cab, it was hard to find a store open at twelve at
night. But here you two where in a big empty store, looking for supplies. You
had split up, because you both wanted to get home fast. You were in the exact
other end of Calum, when you felt a breath against your neck and hands wrapping
around your waist. At first you assumed it was Calum, but when you looked down
to see the hands, that were wrapped around you, you realized it was not. He was
paler than Calum and he didn’t have any tattoos. You tossed the strangers hands
away from you and turned around to see the face. You did let out a small scream
You didn’t know the person. He
was skinny in a big black hoodie. He had a buzzcut and a big nose, wide lips.
His eyes and body language was practically spelling “DRUNK”. You didn’t know
what to do.
“Oh come on sweetie. “ You
shook your head and he nodded saying he understood. At a point, you thought he
was going to… you didn’t even want to think about it. But he was just drunk and
he had made a drunken mistake. Unfortunately, Calum had heard your little
scream and he rushed to your side.
The guy was still
uncomfortably close to you, so Calum panicked too. You didn’t have time to
explain it to your aggressive boyfriend, before he hit him. Calums fist hit the
stranger jaw, making it click. It wasn’t
hard, but it hurt the stranger. The drunk dude ran out of your sight and you
looked at Calum, who was taking care of his fist by shaking his hand.
“I don’t know what happened. “
And honestly you didn’t either.
You didn’t know if you should
laugh or cry.
Luke had his back turned
against you, while you were talking to one of your friends. She had a problem
with a guy and you had to listen. You didn’t know who Luke was talking to
though. Maybe Calum or Ashton. Michael was sick so he didn’t go out. It was rare
that the guys even had time to go out on tour. You happened to be in the state
of your friend, so it obvious you were going to meet her. But you only knew
her, and nobody else – expect for the guys of course.
All of a sudden, she stopped
talking, looked away from you and waved straight ahead. You saw a guy waving
back at her and you were already expecting the words coming out of her mouth.
“I’ll be right back. “ She
said and before you could say anything she had already rushed over to the guy. You
turned the bar stool around, so you were facing the bar. You sat there for
about ten seconds before somebody came up to you.
You turned your face and saw a
young Brad Pitt. At least that’s what you thought. But then you realized Brad
Pitt didn’t look like that anymore and the person sitting next to you were just
a normal guy.
“Hi. “ He leaned over and
whispered. You chuckled at his quiet hello, being dazzled by young Brat Pitt. “My
name is Nick. “
“Y/N. “ You said with a shy
smile. He had very green eyes, almost greener than Ashtons.
“It’s pretty. “ He said,
taking a slurp from his beer. “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl. “
Normally you would already have puked by that line, but his eyes were just so
green… so you just laughed. Then you felt something around your waist, and the
bar stool was turned around so you were facing Luke. You could almost see the
jealousy in his eyes. He kissed you, not hard, but not soft either. Just enough
to show off.
“We’re going home early.
Michael’s gotta be bored. “ He said loudly, making sure Nick heard. He grabbed
your hand and kissed it before walking out of the bar. You looked up at him
with a wide smile.
“Are you jealous? “
“He looked like Brat Pitt. “
“Shut up. “ He said looking
for a taxi. “I know. “
You and Michael always liked
to have fun. And it was different kinds of fun. Tonight it was going to a
club-fun. After getting a few drinks poured down in you, you were ready to
dance. But Michael didn’t want to – he wasn’t that drunk yet. So you grabbed the closest stranger and tossed him
out on the dance floor with you. Rihanna was playing and you were jumping up
and down, like that was the only dance move you knew.
Then the stranger, you had
randomly pulled out of the crowd, placed his hands on his hips. You stopped jumping
looking him dead in the eye. “I have a boyfriend. “
“We’re not doing anything. “
He said with an innocent smile. He was right. You weren’t doing anything. So he
kept dancing with you, his hands on your hips. At some point, your gaze moved
over to Michael. He was looking like he was ready to murder the guy. Then while
holding eye contact with you, he walked over to you and the stranger and
practically pulling the stranger away from you.
“May I get to dance with my
girl? “ The stranger looked fairly scared by the tall blonde-haired boy, so he
decided to let Michael dance with his girl. Michael pulled you close, so there
weren’t any space between you guys. You put your hands around his neck and his
automatically wrapped around your waist.
“Are you jealous? “ You asked,
expecting a clear no from your boyfriend.
“Hell fuckin yes! He was
grinding up against you. “ You laughed and put your head against his chest. And
even though it was a high-tempo song, you were slowdancing in the middle of the
dance floor. It might have looked stupid, but you both enjoyed it.