Happy Valentines Day chicken wings lol im dateless as usual and yh i may have changed the lyrics a bit on Michael's part :-) LEUEK FEELS HRUT
Ashton: You grimaced upon the realizaton of today's date - Valentines Day. You have always despised every fourteenth of February because of the fact that no one even bothers to try taking you out. Throughout your high school years, you have never went on a date because all the boys were douchebags, they didn't want anything to do with you. And so, because of your bitterness towards the entire male population, you convinced your best friend to hold an Anti Valentines dinner. You and your best friend never missed this tradition, and you would go out for dinner every year to celebrate the fact that you feel bitter towards guys, and this dinner is to remind you that you are once again, dateless this year. You called your best friend up, humming as you waited for him to pick up, and once he did, you immediately asked what time he was gonna come to the restaurant. You heard him exhale from the other line, and after a few moments of silence, your eyes widened at his reply. "Listen, I think I'll skip this year's dinner," he says slowly, making you stutter a little bit. "W-what? Wh-why? Are you mad at me?" You bit your lip, furrowing your brows as you tried to recall everything you've said or done to him these past few days that might have offended him. "No, it's not you. It's me," he sighs once more, and you rolled your eyes at his cliche choice of a reply. "Stop that, now come on. Tell me what's wrong," you pushed him into telling you the truth, but you just head a sharp exhale as his reply. "I'm sorry," was the last words you heard from him before the line cut off, feeling anger and hurt building up inside of you. You dropped your phone onto your bed, mouth agape as you tried to process what just happened these past few minutes. You felt like crying - you didn't know why he decided to just cancel on you like that, when you've been having this dinner for about five years now. Why would he decide to just bail on you out of nowhere? There definitely is something wrong, and you wanted to know what it was. You stormed out of the house and angrily made your way over to his place, which was only a few blocks away from yours. You entered his home, as you knew where they kept the spare key of the house. You ascended the staircase and were on his way to his room to give him a piece of your mind, when you heard a tiny voice from the other side of the door. "Why didn't you?" The voice asked, and it only took you a moment to recognize the voice as Harry, Ashton's nine year old brother. You stopped in your tracks, holding your breath and pressed your ear against the door to try and hear them better. "I'm tired of hearing her complain to me every single year, Harry," you heard Ashton sigh from the other side of the door. You were sad and angry at the same time, and was about to burst through the door when you heard him continue. "I can't take her complaining about how guys are blind and how guys wouldn't even bother giving her a second glance. She always complains that no one wants her and the sad thing was that, the person she was complaining to was the one who actually wants her the most." It actually took you a moment to process his words into your mind, because the words that escaped his lips sounded a lot like a confession. You could hear your heart hammering in your chest, and the heat rising to your cheeks at the thought of your best friend liking you. "So you like her?" You heard Harry's voice ask innocently, earning another sigh from your best friend. "I love her," he replies. You couldn't take it anymore though, you pushed the door open and Ashton's eyes went wide at the sight of you. You strode past Harry and wrapped your arms around Ashton's shoulder, pulling him into an embrace. You felt the tears stream down your cheeks, landing on top of Ashton's curly hair. "I'm so sorry I didn't know," you whispered in his ear, feeling his arms wrap around your waist. "C-can I make it up to you?" You asked, and Ashton pulled away to look into your eyes. There was a twinkle in them, causing your lips to curl up at the beautiful sight of his eyes in front of you, "What are you gonna do?" He asked, beaming. "Take you to dinner. Only this time," you wiped away the tears from your eyes and pressed a kiss onto his forehead. "It's a date. You're my valentine now," you grinned.
Michael: You felt something soft press onto your forehead, groaning at the sudden contact. The soft object then moved to your cheeks, then your nose and finally your lips. You found yourself smiling at the feeling of someone's warm lips pressed against your own, moving perfectly in sync with yours. Once the owner of these perfectly soft lips pulled away, your eyes fluttered open to see your purple-haired boyfriend smiling down at you. He has both of his hands on either side of your head to hold his weight, so he was hovering over you. He leaned in and began to kiss down your neck, sucking and nibbling lightly on the skin, causing a soft moan to escape from your lips. You pushed him away slightly and smiled, "Good morning to you too," before reattaching your lips onto his. You began to run your fingers through his newly dyed purple hair, tugging lightly and smirked as he let out a moan. He pulled away from you, making you pout and pushed himself off the bed, "Breakfast is ready by the way," he says, shooting you a wink before heading out the room. You chuckled, peeling the covers off your body and letting out a few noises when you stretched. You began to make your way to the kitchen, but you were surprised to see Michael grinning at you, with his guitar in hand. "What's this?" You asked with a huge smile, and watched as he began to strum on the strings of his acoustic guitar. He played the guitar with such focus, his tongue was poking out from his beautifully pink lips, which you found insanely cute. He looked up from his guitar and your eyes met his mesmerizing emerald ones as he began to sing, "Simmer down, simmer down. They say we're too young now to amount to anything else," You immediately recognized the song as She Looks So Perfect, their very first single which they released just a week ago, you haven't heard Michael's demo yet, and the fact that you were hearing him sing this song to you right now just made you feel really emotional. "But look around, we worked too damn hard for this just to give it up now. If you don't swim, you'll drown, but don't move, honey," he licked his lips swiftly as he continued to sing, "You look so perfect standing there, in your grey band tee and your messy hair. And I know now, that I'm so down. I could stand and watch as you smile right there, clad in your floral pattern underwear," he laughed as you looked down, your cheeks heating up as you were indeed wearing a pink floral patterned underwear with your grey Mayday Parade band tee. "And I know now, that I'm so down. Hey, hey, hey," he approached you, your smile growing bigger as he did. "Let's get out, let's get out. Cause this deadbeat town's only here just to keep us down," You couldn't help but feel emotional during the song, because you were feeling so many intense feelings for Michael right now. Happiness, excitement, joy, surprise. But one thing was for certain though - you were absolutely sure that you loved Michael. "While I was out, I found myself alone just thinking," You've been together for two months now, yet none of you have the guts to say that you loved the other, for reasons not known to you at all. You couldn't tell him because you weren't exactly sure he'd take it well, because he might think things are going too fast. You didn't even care anymore, all that matters is that you can tell him how you truly felt about him and that you could come clean with how you felt about your relationship with him. "If I showed up with a plane ticket, and a shiny diamond ring with your name on it, would you wanna run away too? Cause all I really want is you," he stopped strumming and the corner of his lips tugged upwards. He set his guitar down onto the couch as his hand found it's place on your cheek, "Did you like it?" He asked, scrunching his eyebrows together with a worried expression on his pale face. Instead of answering though, you pulled him in and pressed your lips onto his before pulling away, resting your forehead on his with a huff. "I love you Michael, and yes, I loved that song." You smiled when he laughed, shaking his head as he pecked your nose lightly, "I was hoping you'd say that, and I'm glad I wasn't the only one who felt that way," He grinned and his lips were on yours in mere seconds, moving in sync like they always did.
Calum: "Come outside, got something to show you," you mumbled, reading your boyfriend's most recent text message which was sent to you about five minutes ago. You were too lazy to get out of bed, considering it was only about eight in the morning, but Calum really insisted you to come outside. "Now," you added, as he continued to spam you with the same text messages. You groaned, finally deciding to head outside to see what Calum wanted to show you. You pushed the front door open, and you were greeted by a loud popping noise, followed by several pieces of foil floating towards you. "Happy Valentines Day," you heard Calum's voice say, amidst the cheering of the three Australian lads in front of you. You laughed, with a shake of your head, "Aren't confettis made for birthdays and celebrations?" Calum paused, so did the three lads as they exchanged looks. "So?" Calum asked, letting out a nervous laugh as he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend's friends' and your boyfriend's stupidity, but you found it absolutely adorable. You turned to look at Luke, Michael and Ashton and saw that they were smiling at you, and you watched Calum as he approached you, pulling out a huge bouquet of roses from behind the three cheeky lads. Your smile grew as he came closer, and finally handed you the huge bouquet of roses before planting a firm kiss on top of your head, muttering an "I love you," under his breath, sending the horses in your stomach into a frenzy. His lips lingered there for a few moments before he pulled away, your eyes meeting his light brown ones, causing you to hold a breath. The way he would look at you would always make you hold your breath, his gaze was always so full of passion and love, and you could never get used to that feeling you get when he looks at you that way. It just seemed too good to be true. He pulled away from you, and a smirk played on his lips as he did. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, about to ask why he was smirking, but was interrupted by the cold water that made contact with your skin. You gasped, turning to the boys, glaring at them as they held several water balloons in their hands. "Happy Valentines Day, sucker!" Michael yelled as he launched his water balloons at you, hitting you on the arm, making you squeal. There were water balloons flying everywhere, and the boys were even throwing some at Calum, who retaliated by throwing some at them too. But of course, he was still outnumbered and ran out of water balloons almost immediately. Ashton then ran away and began to throw some at Luke, who began to throw some at Michael, who was still throwing some at Calum. Calum grabbed my hand and pulled me behind a nearby tree, panting and huffing as he rested his hands on his knees, catching his breath. You were shivering because the water was really cold, but what caught your attention was the fact that Calum wore a white shirt, which was now wet and you could see his body from underneath the wet shirt. He groaned, stripping himself of the shirt and setting it on the ground. Your eyes widened at the sight of his naked torso, and he chuckled from above you. He pushed you against the tree, smirking as he whispered, "Happy Valentines Day, I love you," before placing a kiss on your lips, sending your heart into overdrive.
Luke: "What do you mean you're not coming?" you screeched into your phone, anger bubbling up inside of you. You heard your best friend chuckle awkwardly from the other line, "Hey, I said I'm sorry," You growled at her response, and you pinched the bridge of your nose to stop the aching of your head. "Who are you ditching me for?" You asked with a sigh. Today was the dreaded day of love, and you were supposed to spend it with your best friend. You have been planning this date with her for over a month now, and you couldn't wait to spend Valentines Day with someone, considering this was supposed to be the very first time you would go out on Valentines Day. You've never had a valentine before, let alone went out on a date on this day. Your valentine though, decided that it would be okay to ditch you on the day of hearts. Of course, who wouldn't feel angry when someone ditches you on an important date like today? "This guy from my art class, his name's Marcus," she sighs dreamily, and clears her throat afterwards. You decided to drink some water to get yourself to calm down, you grabbed the glass of water placed in front of you and brought the glass to your lips, enjoying the cold liquid that ran down your throat. "But don't worry, I didn't want you to be all alone today so I asked his friend to accompany you there!" You coughed, spitting out some of the water you were drinking, and took about a few minutes to recover. "You asked his friend to what?!" You yelled this time, not even caring about the stares you earned from the surrounding people. "Enjoy your date," she giggled, before the other line went dead. You let out a groan as you shoved your phone back into your pocket, taking your head in your hands. You literally could not believe your best friend ditched you for a cute guy, and what's worse is that she set you up on a blind date with her date's friend. But you crossed your fingers, hoping the boy she set you up with was at least attractive or else you were gonna choke her to death the next time you saw her. Your eyes landed on the door, just as a tall blonde boy walked in awkwardly. He began to look around and saw your face, causing him to scurry towards you with his hands shoved in his pockets. You figured he was the guy she set you up with, and you gave your friend a bit of credit - he was incredibly attractive, more than what you were expecting, honestly. "Y-you're Anna's friend right?" He asked, earning a nod from you. "Cool, m-my name's Luke," he says, sliding into the booth. You introduced yourself to him, then an awkward silence filled the air. You took this time to examine him - he had blonde hair styled into a quiff, his eyes were a beautiful blue color, his had this adorable little nose, and lips that looked so full, and pink. He also had a lip ring, which made him look pretty badass, and he wore a black Vans shirt underneath a red and black flannel, finishing his look with black skinny jeans and plain black Vans. "I-I um, so... I'm sorry if you weren't really expecting me. Anna just told me her friend didn't want to be lonely, and I feel really bad if I left you all alone today..." He says softly, making you look up at him. "Oh no, don't worry about it. I'm sorry you're stuck with me today, I hope I didn't get in the way of your Valentines plans," you apologized, placing your hand on top of his in a friendly way. He pulled away, slightly surprised by the sudden contact but then relaxed, shrugging his shoulders, "I didn't really have any Valentines plans... I don't have a girlfriend, and I think Valentines is overrated," he says slowly, making your eyes grow wide. "What? No way, I think Valentines is overrated as well. I mean, why would you even put in extra effort for your significant other just because it's Valentines Day? You can just do that any other day of the year to show how much you care," you said, making Luke nod in agreement. "Valentines just sucks," he says, making you laugh. "I totally agree with you there man!" You spent the entire morning talking to Luke afterwards, the awkward tension between two strangers were replaced with a newer vibe, an air of new friends talking like they've known each other since forever. Once you two decided to leave, you both decided to go out for a walk to the park - you preferred the outdoors rather than being confined indoors, because you feel free without four walls surrounding you, as if trying to keep you away from the world outside. You were enjoying your little walk with Luke, when the rain suddenly began to pour down on you. "Oh my god!" You squealed as Luke grabbed your wrist, pulling you to the nearest shade, which was under a few trees by the park bench. The two of you looked at each other and ended up laughing, shaking your heads at each other. You sat down onto the grass, sighing as you watched the rain poured down on the ground, Luke taking the spot next to you. You pulled your legs up, hugging your knees as you continued to watch the rain. You heard Luke clear his throat, making you look up at his profile - he was absolutely beautiful, you knew he was attractive but even though you only met him today, it feels like you've known him forever. He was an amazing boy, he was insanely funny, thoughtful and just an awesome person to be around, and a part of you was glad that Anna ditched you today. If not for her ditching, you never would have met Luke. You pressed a kiss onto his cheek, causing him to turn to you, a light pink blush creeping on his cheeks. "W-what was that?" he stuttered, making you giggle. You rested your head on his broad shoulder, "That was for being an amazing valentine, Lucas. I'm glad Anna sent you, because I had so much fun today. C-can we do it again soon?" You asked, earning a low chuckle from the blonde beside you, feeling his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you closer. "Of course. I'm glad you feel the same way I do," he whispers, as he let out another breath, making your lips curl into a smile.