CALUM:
"They’re going to get themselves killed,” You proclaim as the couple on screen begins to slowly undress one another. "Why are people in movies so stupid?" You ask, directing your question at Calum.
"Uh, I don’t know babe," Calum says, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "I’m gonna go use the washroom, be right back babe." He hurriedly gets off the couch and rushes to the upstairs bathroom. Thinking nothing of it, you lie back onto the couch and continue watching the movie.
10 minutes later and Calum had not come back from his ‘bathroom break’. Quietly tiptoeing up the stairs, you crane your neck to see the bathroom light off but the bedroom light on with the door slightly ajar.
You quietly make your way to the bedroom door, making sure not to let Calum hear you. Soft moans and groans escape through Calum’s lips. Your eyes widen when you realize what he is doing. “Y/N.” He moans out softly, a smirk replacing your ‘o’ shaped mouth.
"You called?" You say huskily as you make yourself visible to him.
"Y/N, I can explain!" He says as he quickly pulls his hand out of his pants.
"What’s there to explain? The movie got you horny," You smirk; a soft blush rises on his cheeks. "I’m just sad you didn’t ask me to help." You pout. His awkward demeanor is quickly replaced with an aura of confidence.
"Take control of me, baby." He whispers in your ear before you finish off what he started.
LUKE:
"I’m really sorry Y/N." Calum says as he rummages through his drawers, looking for something that would fit you.
"It’s all right Cal, it’s just a shirt." You say gesturing to the now, salsa covered blouse you were wearing.
"So you’re not going to sue me?" He teases, throwing you one of his old shirts.
"Hmm, not this time. I’ll let you off easy." You retort and he chuckles.
"You can change in here and then meet us in the lobby?"
Nodding your head, you shoot him out of the hotel room. You pull the blouse over your head, leaving you in your bra. Without warning, the door swings open; revealing a flustered and pink faced Luke.
"Y/N, oh my god I’m so sorry, I thought Calum was here and I should’ve knocked and did I mention I’m sorry!" He exclaims in a hurry, covering his eyes with his hands.
"It’s alright Luke," You mumble awkwardly. "You wanna leave now?" You suggest.
"Oh right!" He says, turning around with his eyes still covered he proceeds to leave, slamming into the door frame on his way.
"Idiot." You say to yourself as you pull Calum’s shirt over your head.
Jogging down to the lobby, you are greeted with 3/4 members of 5SOS. “Where’s Luke?”
"He said he needed to get something," Ashton begins. "Can you go check on him?"
"Uh, sure." You mutter.
Knocking on Luke’s door softly, you get no response. “Luke?” You call out, no answer. You turn to leave when you hear a soft groan come from the room, followed by your name. Thinking he was hurt or in pain, you swing the door open, not expecting to see Luke lying on the bed, with his member in his hands.
Your eyes widen as you take in the fact that Luke, your best friend, was masturbating, over you. “I’m so sorry.” You exclaim as Luke stares at you, petrified. Without even waiting for a response, you dash out of the room.
"Where’s Luke?" Ashton questions as you return to the lobby.
You shake your head viciously. “Ok then?” Ashton says.
Luke skips into the lobby not too long after. His eyes meet yours and both your cheeks turn pink. “Are we missing something here?” Calum suggests, trying to connect the dots.
"No!" You both exclaim in unison. “Let’s just go." You suggest,
"Y/N!" Luke calls out, jogging up to you.
"Uh, hi Luke." You mumble.
"I’m sorry you had to see that, but ya know it was your fault!” He says, smirking.
You inhale deeply. “Well, I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty happy that you were thinking about me and not some other women.” You say, leaving him to his own conscience to decide his next move.
MICHAEL:
Shimmying into your skin tight dress, you slip on your heels and march down the stairs to where the guys were waiting.
"Looking good Y/N!" Calum wolf whistles.
"Don’t let Michael hear you Calum, he’ll kill you if you go near his woman." Ashton teases.
"Hmph, speaking of the diva, where is he?"
"Probably still doing his hair." Calum says. "How do you get ready faster than him and still manage to look better than him?"
You shrug your shoulders. “I don’t know, genetics?” You suggest, earning a chuckle from the boys.
"Can someone tell the diva to hurry up, I want to leave." Luke whines.
"You guys go ahead, we’ll meet you there." Ashton raises his eyebrow at you. "Are you sure Y/N?"
"Positive. Just don’t get too drunk before i get there."
"NO PROMISES!" Calum screams as he marches out of the house.
"Don’t worry Y/N; I’ll take care of them." Ashton says.
"Thanks Ash." The boys leave and you sit down, waiting for your boyfriend to finish doing whatever he was doing.
Sighing, you decide to go see what’s taking him so long. Marching up the stairs, you swing open the bedroom door to see Michael with his head throw back, eyes closed, and his member in his hand. “Really Michael? You’re masturbating now?” This wouldn’t be the first time you caught him jacking off.
"Well I’m sorry if I have needs," He lets out a groan. "And seeing you in that dress isn’t helping my problem!" He says as he continues moving his hand up and down his shaft.
"Michael! We have to leave!" He stops jacking off for a moment so he can make eye c
"If you expect me to go anywhere with you looking like that then you’re crazy."
"Well what do you want me to do?"
"Strip."
Let’s just say you guys didn’t end up making it to the club that night.
ASHTON:
"Hello there stranger." Michael greets as he opens the door to the dressing room.
"Does Ash know i’m coming?"
"Hello to you too Y/N," He teases, pulling you into a hug. "But no he doesn’t. He’ll be 100% surprised."
"Good! Where is he?" You ask, glancing around the dressing room.
"Last time i checked he was still on the tour bus. Go on ahead, the door should be unlocked."
"Thanks Mikey." You say, before making your way over to the tour busses.
You quietly push open the door of the bus, trying to make as little noise as possible. You wanted Ash to be surprised to say the least.
You are able to make out soft moans coming from the bunk area. He wouldn’t cheat on me, would he? Your smile soon fades away from your face. Grimly, you walk over to the bunk area. A part of you wanted to just leave; you didn’t exactly want to see him fucking another girl, although, you couldn’t help but get a bit turned on by his moans.
Counting to three, you pull open the curtain of his bunk. “Y/N!” Ashton screams, jumping up and hitting his head on the roof of his bunk, releasing the tight grip he had on his member.
"Oh, I didn’t, I’m, I’m sorry." You choke out. At least he’s not cheating on me. Turning to leave, Ashton grips your hand, forcing you to face him.
"I’m actually really glad you’re here." He says, pulling you in for a hug.
"Oh, really? You actually want me here, or is it Ashton Jr. who wants all my attention?" You say, smirking.
He runs his hand through his hair. “Well, some attention to my not so little problem would be kinda nice.” He admits sheepishly.
"Leave it all to me baby." You growl, taking him in your hands and finishing the job he started.