Suprise

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C A L U M

'We've set up a flight out here set to leave tomorrow.' The boy on the other end didn't even give you the chance to answer the phone properly before speaking. 'What? Ashton whats going on?' A heavy sigh had you pulling the phone from your head so not to hurt your ears. 'He's so absolutely wrecked without you around that we can barely get him to wake up for interviews. You'll land here tomorrow at noon, he doesn't know yet, he'll be happier if its a surprise.'

M I C H A E L

He didn’t know you were in town, you had kept everything well hidden, telling him you could only text because you had to work long shifts at work. The boys knew, only to help set up accommodations before you arrived. Other than that no one knew, and you wanted to keep it that way until the moment you saw him. Finally, that moment had arrived, and you pushed open the door on bated breath. Maybe the boys were over exaggerating when they said he missed you, maybe it was just to make you feel better. But when he caught your gaze and his face absolutely exploded into a grin you knew that if anything they were underestimating him.

A S H T O N

You had come to the show and everything, and the other boys knew very well that you would be there, making sure to find a way to get you in front of the stage, close enough he could see you from behind his drums. The show had progressed smoothly, and he had yet to notice you, but as they neared the end of their second song you noticed he was slightly off, and with a smile you met his gaze, jaw dropped as he struggled to keep up and contain his enthusiasm.

L U K E

You dropped onto his body, eliciting a groan from his lips as he tried to push you away. He wasn’t fully awake. His tongue slurring his words. ‘Mike get off me.’ He pushed once more but you clung to his, wrapping your arms around his waist. ‘Not me mate.’ Michael said from his watch at the door, a smirk playing on your accomplices lips. He had only gotten you the room key, but you were thankful even for the smallest support. ‘Then who the,’ His voice cut out suddenly, his eyes open now, a snicker escaping you as he sat up. ‘Oh my god!’

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