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34. Play Fighting

A S H T O N ;

"Raawwwrr!" You screamed, before jumping on Ashton's back.

"Hey!" He whined. "I wasn't ready!"

He tries to get you off his back but you clung on tightly. He started to run around the house with you on his back. You had to hold onto him even tighter when he plopped down on the sofa with you still on his back. So now he was sitting on you, basically crushing you.

"Ow Ashton, get off! You're crushing me, I can't breathe!" You joked.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry!" He rushed out, getting up and crouching down in front of you. "Are you okay?"

"I'm completely and utterly fine, I just wanted you to get off me," you laugh.

"Sorry," he laughed. "Forgive me?" He asked, using his cute little puppy face.

"Maybe..." You chuckled leaving a sweet kiss on his cheek before laughing and running away.

"You're such a tease!"

L U K E ;

"Come back here now, Y/N!" Luke shouted as you had just ran past him, stealing his beanie to reveal his bed hair.

Giggling, you ran out of the room and up the stairs, Luke following closely behind.

He catches up to you and grabs you, holding you close. He begins to tickle you until you're gasping for air and trying to get out of his grip.

"Ow! Luke that hurts," You pouted.

"Oh shit, babe! Are you okay?" He asked, concerned and stopping his actions and leaning over to examine you.

You stuck your bottom lip out, huffing and pretending to cry.

"Babe, I'm really sorry. Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" He started to panic.

You got up slowly, still pretending to be hurt.

"Only joking!" You shouted, running out of the room with his beanie still in your hand.

"Hey!" He shouted, before sprinting after you.

M I C H A E L ;

"Give me the controller," Michael demanded, standing in front of you, holding his hand out.

"No," you protested, giggling.

"You have 5 seconds to give me the controller, before I fight you for it," he glared.

"Go on then," you smirked.

"Fine, if that's how you want to play," he laughed, pouncing on you to try and grab the controller.

You both started rolling around on the couch, grabbing at each other's arms trying to get the controller.

"Ow!" You shouted.

Michael immediately pulled back, grabbing your face.

"Oh my god, are you okay, babe? I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? Oh gosh, I'm so fucking sorry," he panicked, getting off of you.

"You lose, Clifford!" You shouted, laughing. You jump up from the sofa, the controller in your hand, and run into the bedroom. You hide under the bed covers, waiting for him to find you.

C A L U M ;

"Oh my god, Calum that's so cold!" You screamed as he threw a water balloon at you.

It soon turned into a massive water fight between the two of you, chasing each other around the garden while the boys were sun bathing around the pool.

He threw another one, hitting you square on the head. You screamed and crouched down to the ground, holding your head in mock pain.

"Oh, come on babe," he whined.

"That really hurt," you moaned, still crouched down on the ground, covering your face with your hands.

"Babe," he called.

"Babe!" He called again, louder that time.

"Shit," he mumbled, making his way over to you.

"I'm sorry, did I really hurt you?" He asked quietly.

"Yes," you whispered.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry! Let me have a look," he said, moving your hands out of the way.

You looked up at him giving him a cheeky smile before slamming a water balloon straight on top of his head.

"You're gonna pay for that," he growled, before chasing you around the garden and pushing you into the pool. You grabbed his wrist pulling him with you, the two of you making a huge splash as you both hit the water.

"Now look what you did!" He laughed, while pulling you in for a hug.