Luke: The haze of sleep lifting, you felt soft little kisses being planted on your cheek and jawline and him prompting you to the kitchen. You knew Luke was leaving on his European tour in less than a week, so you cherished mornings like this. He walked behind you, one hand covering your eyes, one hand on your waist guiding you, his thumbs rubbing little circles where your shirt didn’t quite cover. When you get to the kitchen there were flowers and a present on the table, and a full breakfast; judging by the mess in the kitchen, he had prepared it himself! He’d sing happy birthday to you then make you open your present. Eying the small box, you became concerned. You knew Luke wasn’t the best with presents, but you knew you’d be happy with no presents at all as long as you had him by your side. Opening the box, you saw the glint of silver, and smiled. In the box was two things, a Lego man necklace that matched his and a bus keychain. Holding up the keychain, hoping for an explanation, Luke grabbed both your hands and looked you straight in the eyes. “Jessie, I hate it when I leave and you’re here on your own. Its so hard to be away from you. I thought I could handle it, but who am I fooling?! I want to you with me every step of the way. So my selfish birthday present is to ask if you would come on tour with me? I talked it over with the lads and they love the idea. Please babe? It would mean the world to me! I need you.” With a squeal, you jump up and wrap your arms around him, eagerly pressing your lips to his. “So is that a yes?” He asked expectantly. “Of course its a yes!!!” You say. And for the rest of your birthday, you two begin packing together side by side, stealing kisses, giddy about the adventure ahead.
Calum: Waking up to Cal was always the best way you could ever imagine starting your day, so when you rolled over and found a piece of paper where his head would usually lay, you couldn’t help but be massively disappointed. You knew he had early morning recordings a lot lately, but on your birthday? What a drag. Picking up the note, your scowl was suddenly replaced with a genuine smile from ear to ear. “J, Happy birthday, my love!! I’m sorry I’m not there to kiss you good morning, but I have a good reason, I swear! Now, get dressed and meet me at Ashton’s. Don’t bother with makeup… I have a surprise planned for us!!
I love you so much, -C”
Before the note even had a chance to hit the floor, you were rifling through your closet, scrutinizing every item of clothing until you looked perfect. Pulling your hair back in a ponytail, you slipped on your sandals, grabbed your keys and ran out the door. Pulling up to Ash’s house, you noticed Cal standing outside with two duffle bags slung over his shoulder, and two slips of paper in his hand. Throwing the car in park, you get out and run to him. “Hello, beautiful,” he says and he kisses you, “Ready for our adventure?” Handing you the slips of paper, he grabs your hips and pulls you into him. Eyeing him suspiciously, you look at the papers and you suddenly know why he’s holding you and beaming. “I know you always wanted to go to Venice. So…” he gestured to the duffles, “Whatta ya say we blow this place? I know its not long because I have to be back for recording, but I figured anytime with my beautiful girl in a beautiful city is time I want.” Laughing at his feeble attempt to sound punk, you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. Wondering how in the hell you got so lucky, you look at him and he’s already looking at you; like everything he could have ever dreamed of is right there in his arms.
Ashton: Ash always showed you off. No matter if he was in the same room as you or hundreds of thousands of miles apart, he was always bragging to some social media site or magazine article or interviewer how beautiful you were and how lucky he was. Your birthday was no exception. Waking up to the constant vibration of your phone on the nightstand, you grab it without opening your eyes. Thousands of happy birthday messages from well intentioned fans flooded your phone! Going to Ash’s Twitter page, you see just one new tweet from this morning- a picture. Opening the tweet, you read the caption: “20 years ago today, my life was given meaning. I love you more than words could ever say, babe. Happy birthday… I’ll see you in a couple hours!” The picture was from the first time he had stayed over at your house. Both of you wearing sleepy, blissful smiles, his hidden as he nuzzled into your neck. Your reminiscing abruptly ended when you hear something drop, followed by an “OH SHIT!” that could only belong to Ash. Running down your hallway, you see your beautiful boyfriend, covered in flour, standing in the middle of your kitchen. Wanting no more space between you, you run into his waiting arms. He kisses your head and then your lips, murmuring the happy birthday song and swaying. “So, what’s for breakfast?” You ask looking around the warzone of a kitchen. “Actually, I was thinking we could just go out.” Ash says, wiping residual flour from your cheek that must have come from him. Laughing, you run to your room to clean up, Ash’s hands on your waist not wanting to leave their place for the rest of the day.
Michael: Having Michael on tour was always hard. Different time zones, late nights, early mornings, and the rumors; oh God, the rumors! You felt his absence everyday, but today especially. Not having him home on your birthday crushed you, but you knew he felt absolutely terrible, so you didn’t bring it up. You went through the motions of your day, not expecting to hear from him until late tonight after he had woken up. Being on the other side of the world earned him some lenience! On your way home from birthday lunch with your parents, you get a phone call from a number you don’t recognize. “Hello?” “HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY GIRL!!!!” Mikey’s scream echoed in your car. “Oh my God its so good to hear your voice!” “Yours too love. Listen, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to call and tell you that I love you. More than anything in this world. I’ll talk to you soon, alright baby?” “Okay, I love you so much, Michael.” “I love you now and forever.” And then the line went dead. A mixture of emotions washed over you. Both grateful for the little call, and disappointed it wasn’t longer, you pulled up to your house. Unlocking the door, you hear the TV on. You could have sworn you turned it off when you left! Dropping your stuff at the door and making your way to the living room you notice all the windows are covered with blankets, white Christmas lights cover a fort in the center of the room, snacks litter the table. You stare in awe until you feel hands on your waist. You turn around and collide with your beautiful, green haired, punk rock boyfriend. “Supriiiiise!” He says as he pulls you closer. “How did you get here??” Well, we had some time off scheduled so I just took my time off here! I built a fort and rented movies, can we just cuddle tonight? I know its your birthday, but I really don’t want to share you tonight.” He asks, and you can tell by the way he’s holding you he’s being completely sincere. “I couldn’t think of a better birthday” you say as he leads you into the fort. He cuddles up to you without hesitation and all the miles you’ve had between you melt away as soon as his lips touch yours.
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