A/N: This is my first time writing so fingers crossed that it's good please comment feedback!! (P.S. I go to a full French high school so if there are any spelling or grammar errors don't blame me blame my school board for refusing to start teaching English till grade 4)
Michael: You and your sister boarded a plane to Australia where you would spend the summer with your uncle. Considering you hardly ever got to visit him your parents shipped you off for the first month of summer. Unfortunately, it was such a last minute decision that you both had to sit with two random strangers. You sat down at the window seat quickly regretting your idea thinking of how awkward it would be once you had to get up and pass by the two boys that had just sat next to you. You looked down at your phone after getting a text from your sister.
Lucky you get to sit next to that hottie while I'm stuck between this fighting couple who refuse to both stop fighting and sit next to each other!!! :(
You look back at your sister sitting three rows behind you trying to suppress the giggle from coming out of your mouth at the sight of the couple leaning over her as she tried to get some personal space.
"So I'm a hottie?"
You turned to your right to look at the crazy haired boy who had just spoken to you realizing you had left your phone unlocked.
"Do you always read peoples private conversations?" you questioned with a lot of sass.
"Feisty... I'm Michael!" he said putting out his hand for you to shake.
"Y/N" you say accepting the handshake.
Calum: You were just 4 when you met Calum. It was you first day of pre school and you couldn't wait to show off your super cool Blue's Clues backpack. But as you walked in you found yourself to be uncontrollably nervous.
"Hello my name is Miss Brown what is yours?" an older woman said to you as she crouched down to your height.
"Y/N" you stuttered.
"What a pretty name!" She turned around and pointed in the direction of little cubbies. " You can go put your backpack in the cubbie with your name on it."
As you put your backpack away you couldn't help but start crying because it finally registered in your little mind that you were at school and your mom wasn't there to help you.
"What's wrong?" said a little boy only making you cry harder. When you didn't reply he tried again. "I miss my mommy too."
With that you turned around quickly astonished that he knew why you were crying and felt the same way.
"I'm Calum and I'm five" he said making a goofy face which made you laugh. "See friends help make you happy!"
"My name is Y/N and I'm four" you say mimicking his funny face. And from that day on the two of you were inseparable.
Ashton: It was your big day. Your boss at the magazine you worked for had selected you to be the photographer at the upcoming award show. You couldn't wait to take pictures of the celebrities in their red carpet outfits. You unpacked your camera just in time as the first celebrity arrived. The night was great you had seen you favorite stars, took amazing pictures that your boss was sure to love and there was an announcement that some stars could not make it so they gave the seats to the photographers on the red carpet as long as they were comfortable sitting next to a celebrity. You took pictures of what looked liked the last group of people. You couldn't help but notice how cute one of them looked with dimples in his cheeks and very curly hair. He noticed you staring and you quickly looked away. Once they left you felt safe packing your camera considering the screaming fans and the flashes from the camera started to die down. You walked into the theater felling very overwhelmed and very under dressed. An usher helped you find your seat. As you sat down the person to your right turned to you startled by your camera bag accidentally hitting his back on its way to the floor.
"I'm so sorry" you say blushing as you realize it was the dimpled curly haired boy from earlier.
"It's fine" he said smirking also realizing who had just hit him in the back. "By the way, take a picture it last longer."
"I did" you say quickly regretting your poor choice of words.
Luke: As you walked into the stadium you had the biggest smile on your face. It had finally clicked that you would be sitting front and center at your favorite bands concert. You handed the usher your ticket as he guided you and your best friend to your seat.
"You two are very lucky girls" he said walking away.
Not too long after the lights dimmed and Ashton ,Calum, Michael and your personal favorite Luke entered the stage. All night you danced and sang along to your favorite songs.
"Luke's been staring at you at you all night" Y/B/F/N yelled over the loud sound of Luke's perfect vocals.
"No he hasn't" you yell back doubtfully looking at him. You were surprised to find him quickly but noticeably looking away form you as his voice cracked ever so slightly. You blushed but soon realized it was probably nothing. They finished the concert with a bow and as three of they boys ran off stage Luke ran to you slipping a little piece of paper. The crowd roared at the sight of Luke smiling at you. The people around you almost trampled you trying to figure out what everybody's favorite lead singer gave you. You decided to shove it in your pocket and grab Y/B/F/N by the arm dragging her out towards your car. You sat in the drivers seat and pulled the note from your pocket.
663-667-8907 (A/N: Random Number) call me!
~Luke
A/N: I'm really proud of Calum and Ashton's
