3) You Steal Something of His

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Michael
        
Tonight your boyfriend's band is playing their last show of the Take Me Home tour with your brother's band, One Direction. Your heart begins to pound as your taxi pulls up to the back of the arena. Like Sandy had promised, he meets you outside along with Zayn and one of the tour security guards. You thank the taxi driver before collecting your things and hopping out of the vehicle.
        "There she is!" Sandy and Zayn say in unison before giving you a hug.
        "Hey! Thanks for meeting me out here. Did Jon and Michael find out that I planned on making it out to the last show?" Sandy and Zayn both shake their heads.
        "Everyone knows that you're here except for Jon and Michael. We talked to the other lads and tour managers to make sure we were able to sneak you out here. As per usual, they didn't care. We let Calum, Ashton, and Luke in on the plan and told them not to tell Jon or Michael." Zayn explains. You lick your lips and rub your hands together.
        "That is perfect. Speaking of Jon and Michael, where are they at?" You ask.
        "They were having a jam session not too long ago. We have the box in our greenroom. We told Luke, Ashton, and Calum that you're going to be inside the box. They agreed to play it off as if they're shocked we got them something." Sandy adds. Zayn looks down and checks the time on his phone.
        "Speaking of which, we need to get in there. We have an hour before the 5SOS lads go on stage."
        After Sandy and Zayn help you into the box and put the lid back on, they gather everyone to meet in their greenroom.
        "What's up with the box and the party decorations?" You hear Ashton ask. Liam clears his voice before speaking.
        "The boys and I talked and we thought you guys deserved a farewell gift.  Speaking for all of us, I don't think any of us have seen an opening act with as much energy and potential as you. Watching you play your first show on tour blew my mind. You would've thought you played hundreds of show in front of that big of a crowd. You owned that stage like it was your very own and the crowd fell in love with you. Cheers to you lads." The room echoes with clapping hands and hollering.
        "Well, what are you guys waiting for, go ahead. Open your gift." Dan says in the distance. You hear feet shuffling towards you before light blinds you.
        "Surprise!" You shout as you jump up to your feet. The room goes quiet. Michael stares at you as if he just saw a ghost. Jon's face drops and he runs over to you.
        "Oh my god, (Y/N)!" Both say in unison as they squeeze you half to death.
        "Help her out, help her out." Jon tells Michael while trying to lift you out. They help you out of the box that came up to your waist and hug you again. When Michael pulls away, he eyes you up and down.
        "Is that my Foo Fighters shirt?" Michael asks. You give Michael a light smile.
        "Yea..... Is that okay?" Michael laughs at you.
        "Is it okay? Why wouldn't be it okay? Of course it's okay. We're just so glad that you're here!" Michael responds before kissing you.  


Luke
        
It's a beautiful sunny Summer day in July. To celebrate Luke's birthday, Luke's parents decide they wanted to take their boys' little families to 'Cockatoo Island' for a little getaway. Meanwhile the others are enjoying the water, you and Luke are sitting on a blanket under the big beach umbrella caring for your 4 month old.
        "Oh, I know, Rosie." You coo to your blonde hair blue eyed baby girl as she whines.
        "This a whole new environment for her. She doesn't know what to think." Luke laughs out as he admires his little girl. Baby Rosalina stops whining and looks at her dad smacking her lips.
        "Is that what it is? Everything is just too much for you right now?" Luke asks in a baby voice. Rosalina giggles and blows bubbles. Babbling away, she begins to clap her hands together excitedly.
        "That's exactly what it is. You hear that? She's congratulating you figuring out what's wrong." Luke laughs at your comment. You look down at Rosie who's propped up on her boppy pillow. You can't help but smile.
        "I still can't believe we made her. Seeing you go through all that pain and not be able to do anything crushed me. Everything paid off being able to watch our little girl be born though." Luke says in awe as he watches her play. Your heart melts as you reminisce back to the day you found out you were pregnant.
        "I know. I thought you were going to faint any second. Your skin was pale as could be. We were both so scared, so terrified, become parents. Especially when we freaked out about how our parents were going to take it. We made it work though and I wouldn't change it for the world."
        "I couldn't agree more." Luke responds. He leans in and kisses your cheek before flipping over onto his stomach, revealing his peeling back. You crawl across the towel and plop yourself down on Luke's lower back. You lean over to kiss Luke's neck softly. Luke lets out a moan and chuckles.
        "What are you doing, baby girl?" Luke turns his head to ask you.
        "Nothin', I just noticed you have some skin peeling on your back." Luke throws his head back down onto his arms.
        "Again? I hate when you do that." Luke whines.
        "I know you do. That's why I'll give you a back massage when I'm done." You say before you start to peel Luke's back. He lets out a groan.
        "Okay, fair enough."
        "Maybe I'll even give you 'the royal rub down' when your parents take Rosie for the night." You whisper in Luke's ear, causing him to shiver.
        "Mmmm, well I think that sounds like a great idea." Luke chuckles. In unison, your heads pop up to check on Rosalina who's sleeping peacefully.
        "Kids, go ahead and get in the water. You guys have been sitting back long enough, now it's time to go have your fun. It's grammy and pappy's turn to be on baby duty." Liz says as her and Andrew walk up to you. You both thank Luke's parents before stripping down to your swimwear. Looking down at the beach towel, you see Luke's sunglasses.
        "What?" Luke asks when he catches your gaze. You lick your lips before quickly grabbing the sunglasses and putting them on your face.
        "Why thank you, Mr. Hemmings." You say with a wink. Luke laughs and pulls you into his body.
        "You're welcome Mrs. Hemmings." He whispers into your ear before picking you up bride style and carrying you into the water.   

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