Ashton:
You tossed in turn in your bed, tugging the covers and placing the pillows over your head to try and block out the noise of the thunder from the storm. Feeling your body shake from being so scared, you watched out the window as the lightning illuminated your room and the hard rain fell outside the window. There was just something about thunder storms you hated, to you they were the scariest things in the world and you couldn't think of anything worse than being woke up by one in the middle of the night and not having your boyfriend there to cuddle. You and Ashton had been dating for about a year and were yet to still move in together, finding it hard to find the time with him touring all the time so you usually just stayed at each other's houses, but tonight you had decided to stay home considering you both had early starts tomorrow, you with university and Ashton with some interviews.
Lying there for another twenty minutes, basically hid under the covers and almost convinced you were going to die from being so scared you heard what sounded like the opening of a door. You felt your heart immediately begin to fasten in speed, so much as if it was about to jump out of your chest and as you heard footsteps along the floorboards you knew that this was it, you were going to die. Squeezing your eyes shut, almost hoping that when you re-opened your eyes it was all a bad dream but only to find that when you did open your eyes your bedroom door was opening, a familiar mop of curly hair poking it's way in first before the figure of your boyfriend made his way towards your bed.
Letting out a sigh of relief now knowing it was just Ash, you jumped out of bed, ran up to him and jumped on him which made him stumble back a bit, unprepared for your sudden movements before his muscly arms wrapped securely around your smaller frame and caught you easy. By this time, the tears were streaming down your face from what could've been fear or relief you weren't really sure but you could not be happier that Ashton was here. "what are you doing here?" you whispered, as he placed small reassuring kisses all over your face and wiped your tears from your face, "I woke up to the thunder, I knew you would be freaking out so I came over here straight way. Everything's going to be okay baby" he replied, lowering you into the bed before he stripped down to his boxer briefs and got in beside you. "you came all the way here at 1am just to make sure I was okay" you asked disbelievingly, turning so you were facing Ashton as he pulled you in closer and wrapped his hands securely around your waist. "Of course baby girl, I wouldn't have been able to get back to sleep not knowing whether you were okay or not anyway" he smiled that little smile which made your heart melt, leaning forward and pecking you on the lips. "I love you so much, and I'm convinced I have the best boyfriend in the world" you beamed, suddenly forgetting about the thunderstorm taking place and feeling as if it was just you and him in the whole entire world, like nothing bad was ever going to happen.
"I love you too princess, I know I have the best girlfriend in the world and that's why we are moving in together" he said, making you automatically release yourself from his grip and sit upright in your bed. "did you just say moving in together?" you questioned, making sure you heard right as you looked down at your boyfriend who was looking up at you goofily, "yeah, then we can spend every night together when I'm at home and I can protect you from the thunder storms without having to drive here at 1AM because we will live together!" he chuckled, sitting up on the bed with you, "so what do you say (Y/N)" he continued, "yes! Ashton yes! I am so excited" you squealed, jumping on him for the second time that night before attacking his lips with a loving kiss.
You couldn't help but smile as you felt Ashton's body wrap around yours that night, him the big spoon and you the little spoon because you felt like the happiest girl on the planet. "Get some sleep baby girl, tomorrow we are going apartment hunting and shopping" he whispered against your neck, "I can't believe we are doing this, I love you so much! Goodnight baby" you replied before you felt him smile and press a kiss to your neck and you both drifted off to sleep.
Calum:
The music from your doc blasted through your bathroom as you finished washing your hair in the shower, singing along to the Chris brown song that was currently playing at the top of your lungs. As you finished washing your body with the coconut scented body wash you had bought especially for Calum's house that you could use every time you stayed over, you got out of the shower and dried yourself off quickly realising you hadn't brought any clothes in with you to get changed. Wrapping one towel around your body, you poked your head and called out to Calum to come bring you some clothes although you would just usually walk out in your towel it was too risky with the all of the boys currently in Calum's house at the moment.
You only had to wait a minute or two before Calum appeared out front of the door, knocking twice before entering. Noticing you only had your towel wrapped around you, you chuckled when you saw him gulp, "what's up baby" he asked, moving closer to you and resting his hands on your hips as he inched his head towards yours, "I kinda left my clothes in the drawer in your room and I didn't want to walk out with just a towel on while the boys are here" you explained, before his plump lips met yours and your hands flew up and entangled in his short messy hair. It wasn't long before Calum had you backed up against the wall, nipping at the skin on your neck making you wince slightly at the pain before letting out a moan as he found your sweet spot. Calum slowly pulled away from your neck, kissing up your jawline and then finally against your lip but only for you to pull away and making him groan in disappointment. "really (Y/N) you can't just pull away half way through a make out sesh, in your towel!" he pouted, making you chuckle and only shake your head, "not while the boys are in the next room Cal, you already left a mark" you said as you observed the purple-blue mark on your neck that Calum had just left, "now can you please go get me some clothes" you asked sweetly, Calum then walking out of the bathroom and mumbling a quiet "fine".
By the time Calum returned with your clothes you had already dried and thrown your hair up into a messy bun, "what took you so long Cal, get lost?" you chuckled as you took the pair of sweats and t-shirt from your boyfriends hand who only laughed in response before saying, "no I was picking out something for you to wear and I was making some more room in my room for you" he smiled which only confused you, why would he do that? "what for?" you asked, only for him to come up to you and wrap his arms around your waist, "Move in with me (Y/N), you basically live here already and I've been thinking about asking you for a while now plus I think it's perfect timing considering I won't be going on tour for another few months so we will have time to settle in" he winked, causing you to chuckle and before even thinking about what you were doing you kissed his lips, "yes Calum hood, I'll move in with you" you said in between kisses, only for him to pull you into a hug before running out of the room screaming, "SHE SAID YES".
Walking out of the bathroom, now fully dressed and into the living room you were met by the smiling face of your boyfriend and his weird best friends who looked like they were just about to leave, which was weird considering that they'd usually stay much longer. "ready to go (Y/N)" Luke asked, giving him a confused look you replied, "where are we going?" just as you felt two arms wrap around your waist as Cal came up behind you, "to get your things, of course" he whispered into your ear, turning and facing him you smiled at your perfect boyfriend as you placed a kiss on his lips, "I love you" you smiled, taking his hand and walking out to the car to go and get your things from your own apartment so you could move into Calum's apartment which would soon be yours and Calum's shared home.
Luke:
Unlocking it with your key, you pushed the door open to Luke's apartment hoping that he would be home from the studio, feeling disappointed after going through the whole apartment and not finding Luke anywhere. You placed your bag down on the counter and unzipped your coat, laying it down on the bench as you observed the countless dishes that covered Luke's kitchen counters and all the rubbish that was scattered over the living room. It was really gross how these boys lived sometimes, never doing their dishes and it was almost as if sometimes they had never heard of a bin or they were just too lazy, which was probably more like it. Luke's apartment was always a mess, it was like the boys hang out considering it was the biggest and he was the only one with enough controllers for all of them to play Xbox, "and he has the best selection of xbox game" well according to young Michael Clifford.
Knowing that your boyfriend would be completely exhausted when he got home from the studio you decided that you would clean the place up a bit and cook him a nice meal to come home to, feeling like he deserved it for all the time and effort he had been putting into the band lately.
Taking a plastic bag from under the sink, you gathered up all the chip packets, pizza boxes and various other food wrappers you could see before you began to wipe down the tables and put all the dirty dishes in the sink. Once you had the lounge looking back to normal, no rubbish or dirty dishes in sight and the surfaces nice and clean you began to wash all the dishes in the kitchen and clean all of the bench tops. Satisfied with the now clean apartment, you started dinner, boiling the pot for the pasta and starting on the sauce. One hour later you had a fully plated meal, served hot and ready to eat. Your back turned away from the living room, you poured you and Luke a drink before turning around and setting them on the table just as the door opened. Turning around you were greeted by a very happy Luke, smiling like a fool at his clean apartment and the food you had made. "Hey beautiful haven't you been busy, it smells delicious but you really shouldn't have cleaned my mess up" he said, wrapping his arms around your waist and pecking your lips, smiling at his small gesture, "it was gross Lukey, plus I was bored waiting for you to get home" you smiled as he pulled out your chair for you to sit down and begin the meal you had prepared for the two of you.
"so how was your day?" you asked, Luke sitting opposite you and laughing when you felt his feet start to play with yours under the table- something you guys always did. You two both spent the rest of your dinner talking about your day, him telling you everything about his day at the studio and you telling him everything about your boring day at work, bitching about your boss. After dinner, you both showered and spent the rest of the night cuddled up on the couch watching some really bad show that neither of you were really interested in. Lying with Luke cuddled behind you, you were surprised when he flipped you around so that you were facing each other, suddenly feeling nervous as he studied your face before pecking your forehead lightly. "I want you to move in with me" he said, tucking a piece of loose hair behind your hair before peppering you with small kisses as he waited for your response. Completely shocked, lost for words you found yourself asking, "Why" which made him chuckle, he probably knew that's what you were going to considering you were always asking questions about everything. "because I love you" he said, almost as if it was the most obvious things in the world, "and I want to be able to come home to you every night like tonight and I want to be able to wake up with you in my arms every morning that I can" he smiled sweetly, making you blush at his sweet words. Not giving him a verbal response, you just leant forward and kissed him passionately on the lips which was all the confirmations he needed but leaning back you whispered, "of course" anyway.
As you got ready for bed that night, you noticed Luke clearing some space in the bathroom and then some more space on his dresser, giving him a questioning look he just smiled, "for your stuff baby. We will go get everything tomorrow". You couldn't help but feel excited as he said these words, hopping into bed with Luke in now what was your shared apartment- yours and Luke's home.
Michael:
It was Michael's First night back from the American leg of the tour with one direction, you were both currently sat on his lounge with three large boxes of pizza and the tv on low as you both talked over the top of it. Michael was telling you a story about how Luke had ripped his pants on stage but couldn't go off to change them so he had to finish the set with ripped pants, but apparently you couldn't see them. You found yourself laughing hysterically at this, knowing the boys so well you could just picture their reactions and the look on Luke's face would've been priceless. Talking for a few more hours, Michael telling you all about the tour a swell as the one direction lads and you explaining everything he had missed while he was gone which basically consisted of nothing. "Michael I want brownies" you pouted, half way through one of his stories kind of feeling bad, you're sudden randomness making him laugh, "Well let's make brownies babe".
Checking you had all the ingredients, you began to measure out all of the different quantities knowing the recipe of the top of your head as Michael watched in amusement at how hard you were concentrating. You were mixing through the batter when you felt to strong arms wrap around your waist, helping you with the mixing of the brownie batter. You watched as Michael dipped in his finger, assuming he was going to taste it but instead he wiped it on your nose making you squeal a little before you grabbed some of the mix and wiped it through his hair. "That's it (Y/N) you better run" he yelled, chasing you around the living room with a bottle of whipped cream in one hand trying to spray it at you but missing every time. Passing by the kitchen counter you grabbed an egg that was left over and threw it at his chest, the look on his face worth a million dollars when he turned around, almost saying did she really just do that?
Giggling you took cover, using a couch cushion to try and cover yourself from the whip cream that was being aimed at your face but it was too late, the whipped cream now dripping from your brownie mix coated body. Looking at the bowl on the counter, you barely had half of the mixture left, pouting at Michael you swiped his finger on his nose and tasted some of the brownie mixture. "Yum, what a shame my weirdo boyfriend decided to start a food fight" you giggle, slapping him on the chest lightly only for him to grab your arm and pulling you into him. The egg smeared all over your chest, the whipped cream from your body now on his as he hugged you tightly, pressing a kiss on your forehead, "I'll get you back for that egg" he whispered, making you look at him suspiciously, "oh yeah" you challenged, just as you felt a cool sensation running down your back, the little shit just put ice cubes down your back. "I am going to kill you Clifford" you yelled, chasing after him into his bedroom where you pushed him on to the bed and straddled his waist.
You looked down at your now googly eyed boyfriend, leaning forward just about to kiss him before he spoke with his lips almost against yours, "move in with me" he spoke almost breathlessly. "You want me to move in with you after we basically trashed your house" you giggled, tapping his nose and kissing his cheeks. "yes (Y/N), move in with me" he replied, getting up off of his bed and jumping in excitement you almost screamed, "YES I WILL MOVE IN WITH YOU" which only made him laugh some more, not surprised by your reaction but not expecting your excitement. Hopping back on the bed you lay across your boyfriends chest, he looked up at you and grinned, "I love you so much, now let's go clean up OUR kitchen in OUR apartment before we go and get your stuff" and with that he pulled you off the bed and basically ran to the kitchen, feeling like the most lucky and content girl in the world