Luke:
Everyone was chatting in the garden, your family and Luke’s family making conversation. You were laughing with the boys, talking about the tour that had just finished.
It was your 22nd birthday and Luke had thrown you a quiet garden party, knowing that’s what you wanted. You hadn’t seen a lot of your family for a while so he knew that seeing them would make you happy.
Suddenly, slow music started playing as Luke approached you, everyone else crowding around.
"Luke, what’s going on…" You giggled nervously, looking around in confusion.
He got down on one knees and held out a box that contained a beautiful ring.
"Y/N, you mean everything to me and I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you; so will you do the honours of becoming my wife?" Luke asked, smiling up at you.
"Yes!" You said, tears streaming down your face. "Yes Luke, yes!"
You leaped into his arms and he pulled you into a bone crushing hug, kissing you multiple times and rubbing your back.
"I love you so much, my soon to be Mrs Hemmings." He smiled, kissing you again as everyone cheered.
Calum:
"I’ll have the chocolate cake please." You said to the waiter, handing him the menu.
"You look so beautiful tonight babe." Calum smiled, reaching for you hand across the table.
You blushed, smiling back at him. The two of you had been together for four years and he still have you butterflies every single day.
"Thankyou.." You replied, kissing his hand that was linked with yours.
The chocolate cake was brought to the table, you starting to eat and Calum nibbles on his desert nervously.
"What is…" You nearly choked as something was hidden in the centre of the cake.
You took it out of your mouth and observed the item, seeing a shiny diamond ring.
"I have something to ask you darling." He smiled, kneeling in front of you. "I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, you make me unbelievably happy and I love you so much… Y/N, will you marry me?"
"Oh my god, Calum yes, yes!" You exclaim, kissing him passionately as he slid the beautiful ring into your finger.
"Was that romantic enough?" He whispered in your ear, everyone around still watching.
"That was perfect baby, I love you."
Ashton:
"The view is so beautiful." You smile, taking in the view in front of you.
You stood with Ashton’s arms wrapped around your waist at the top of the Eiffel tower, looking over the beautiful city of Paris.
"Just like you then." He replied, making you blush.
He released his grip around your waist, making you slightly nervous because you were so high up.
"It’s okay baby, just stay there for a minute. I’m not going anywhere." He reassured you, squeezing you hands before standing behind you.
"Ashton, what are you doing.." You mumbled, confused.
"Now turn around." He murmured.
You turned to face him and he was down on one knee, with a small box held in his hand. He was giggling nervously up at you.
"You know you mean the world to me, and i’m always happy around you, you bring out the best in me and it would make me the happiest man alive if we could spend the rest of our lives together… Y/N, baby will you marry me?" He finished, tears in his eyes.
"Of course I will Ash!" You replied, as he picked you up and spun you around, holding you close to him.
"I’m so glad you said yes." He laughed, as you wiped his tears away.
Michael:
You stood backstage, singing along to Good Girls, watching your favourite four boys having the time of their lives on stage.
You had gone to nearly every concert they had ever done, and you were more than proud of them.
"Well, this next song is dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend Y/N. I love you baby!" Michael said, turning around to smile at you.
You laughed back at him, blowing him a kiss.
"Within a minute I was all packed up, I got a ticket to another world…" Calum started to sing.
When it got to the guitar solo of the song, the music quietened down and Michael pulled you on stage, screams erupting from the crowd.
"Mikey! I can’t go out there! What are you doing?!" He ignored you, as the boys said hi and led you to the centre of the stage.
"Y/N?" Michael said, getting down on one knee. "You’re probably gonna kill me for doing this, but you’re so incredibly beautiful and you make me smile everyday… Will you marry me?"
The whole crowd went quiet, waiting for your response. “Yes I’ll marry you!”
He held you in his arms and squeezed you tight, pressing kisses to your shoulders as the crowd and the boys were still cheering.
"I’m still gonna kill you later." You laughed, kissing him before running off of the stage.
