Ashton:
"Give it back you evil little-" I was cut off as I tried to jump on Ashton’s back to retrieve my long lost love, my bar of coconut chocolate. "Why Y/N, don’t feel like sharing any with your poor little boyfriend?" He asked back mocking a pout." No, I do not now give it back or I’ll slap you with my dragon." I threatened though it didn’t seem so frightening as all I heard was loud laughter as I chased him out into the corridor and around the studio. "Come back you little baby, scared of a little fight?" I said trying to look intimidating to the tall boy who just raised an eyebrow and walked over to me and just stood in front of me. Sure enough he towered over my small frame and caused me to huff and cross my arms, trying to puff out my chest which just made him shake his head. "I’m gonna go eat the chocolate now." He said turning around but I managed to jump onto his back, causing him to stumble forward and he dropped the bar of coconut yumminess. I leaped off his back and dashed towards the bar, picking it off the floor and clutching it to the sky with both hands. "And the champion is me!" I yelled like a hero and looked down to see Ashton with a sad look on his face and those damn puppy dog eyes, looking up and down my bar of chocolate. I sighed before opening the wrapper and breaking a part off the bar and handing it over to the sad boy. He looked up at me smiling before eating the chocolate and pulling me onto his lap. He kissed my nose before kissing my lips softly, smiling into the kiss before I pushed him slightly, embracing the kiss even more. He broke the kiss and smiled at me before placing me down and standing up, holding a hand out for me and helping me up."Thanks for the chocolate babe." He smirked as I playfully slapped his chest and walked back into the dressing room with him close behind me.
Luke:
I sat lazily on the couch watching American Horror Story with Luke whilst eating chips, chocolate, lollies, root beer, you know all that healthy stuff. I was holding a bowl of sour patch kids that I was eating pretty quickly, my favourite thing in the world. Evan’s beautiful face came on the TV just as I was about to grab the last sour patch kid, I reached down into an empty bowl. Turning to my left, I saw Luke holding the lolly between his long fingers. “Why are you holding my kid.” I said, more of a statement than a question. “Well I was going to eat it.” He said smirking at my angered face. “Well give it back.” I said trying to grab it from him but he just reached his arm out so I was pretty much laying halfway on him reaching for the candy. After more aimless attempts I just sulked back into the seat as he bit off the head of my poor little sour patch kid. I turned my head to the front of the TV as he ate the rest of it, deliberately slow to rub it in my face. “Aww don’t sulk like that hun.” He said kissing about to kiss my lips but I turned at the last minute so it hit my cheek instead. “Really?” He asked exasperatedly. “You ate my candy.” I said simply. “But I thought our love was stronger than this.” He said sarcastically as I just scoffed and turned the other way, joking of course. He obviously didn’t take it that way as he got off the couch and walked straight out of the door. I turned to face where he had just exited from and he didn’t come back any second later, I guess I really pissed him off. I finished watching the episode, hoping he would come back soon. just as I was about to call him, the door opened revealing Luke who walked straight over to where I was sitting and pushing me back, his lips attacking mine as though his survival depended on this kiss. As he pulled back, he lifted up a familiar yellow packet. “Sorry I stole the last one.” He said smiling like a little kid as I grabbed the packet and brought my lips back to his.
Calum:
I was backstage hanging out with Kylie, waiting for the boys to finish the concert and apparently thinking we could be chefs and burning 2 minute noodles. We ended up eating a packet of chips and dancing to Fall Out Boy. After about 5 minutes or so, the door opened and a sweaty, hyper Calum bounced into the room and jumped onto me. “Hey.” He said falling onto the floor and dragging my packet of Salt and Vinegar chips along with him. “Give my food back!” I said reaching out to grab the packet of chips that Calum loosely dangled the packet in front of me before walking away. I frowned before standing up and following him into the other room to see he had stopped and was just casually leaning against the wall eating my chips. “Your doing this to annoy me aren’t you?” I asked incredulously before sighing and leaning against the other wall, facing him. “Yup.” He said smiling like a little kid. “I’m hungry Cal, give it up.” I sighed, feeling no energy within me from he late night before. “Come and get it.” He said in a teasing tone, holding the packet aimlessly in front of him as I walked over, as soon as my finger touched the pack, it was taken from me and Calum had stuffed the packet under his shirt. “What are you playing at?” I asked crossing my arms. “Aww Y/N afraid of a little skin?” He asked mockingly. I walked over to him, taking my time and slowly traced my finger down his torso, feeling the ripple of the chips beneath his shirt. I then traced along the edge of it, before raising the shirt, inch by inch and looking up at Calum who had dark eyes and was biting his lip ever so lightly. In one swift movement, I managed to get the shirt completely off, kissing his collar bone before snatching my packet of chips from his grasp and completely pulling off of him. His eyes looked at me in shock, anger and annoyance as I smirked triumphantly and popped a chip into my mouth. “Never challenge a player to her own game.” I said with a mischievous smile, taking Calum’s shirt along with me as I walked out of the room.
Michael:
We were all sat around the fancy table at the fancy restaurant amongst other fancy people talking about fancy shit that I honestly couldn’t care less about but since it was for Michael’s work, I would give up my spare time to sit here and listen to obnoxious posh peanut faces blab on about how publicity was good or bad or I don’t even know I was hardly paying any attention. As the food arrived at the table, my mouth watered as I took in the steak before my smile dropped as it landed next to me in front of my extremely lucky boyfriend. I mean how come it was acceptable for the boys to order steak but girls have to eat salad? I mean that was hardly fair at all, I was hungry and a bunch of green vegetables with maybe a goddamn carrot was just not cutting it for me. As my salad sat in front of me, Michael conversed with one of the posh pricks and I picked at my small portion of leafs. When I realised Michael had eaten some of his medium well done sizzling steak and was now paying more attention to the conversation than to his food, I reached over sneakily and stole a chip from his plate, almost moaning as the slightly seasoned flavour of fried potato pieces hit my hungry tastebuds. I then reached over for another, and another, and then I had eaten almost half of his portion, I decided to let the poor bastard eat his own food. Plus I sensed that the conversation was ending and I didn’t want to be caught. As Michael turned back to take a mouth of his food, His eyebrows raised slightly before he shook it off like Taylor Swift and continued munching away. I pushed the soggy greens away from me and decided to just wait for dessert since I was having a chocolate lava cake or something. After a while, the desserts were finally served and I looked at the delicious chocolatey heaven and was just about to dig in but no, of course one of the stupid fancy nancy’s had to start talking to me. "So Y/N how long have you and Michael been dating?" A lady with bright red lipstick and overdone falsies asked me. "What as in when we became official or when we were fuck buddies?" I asked and I saw the lady try and ignore my statement, out of the corner of my eye I saw Michael smirk and hide his laughter. "When you two became official." The lady said in response with a fake smile plastered onto her face. "8 months." I said smiling back at her an equally, if not more, fake smile. After answering a few more questions were asked I was allowed to eat my scrumptious half eaten cake. Half eaten cake. That was all that was going through my mind when I looked down to see someone had eaten half of my chocolate lava cake, I could have cried but thank heavens I didn’t or I would look like that zombie from that movie that did not look too hot. I looked over at Michael who just smiled at me innocently. "Why what could be the problem beautiful girlfriend?" He asked as I gave him a strong glare. "As soon as we get back to the hotel room, I will kill you." I whispered as he just raised his eyebrow and smirked before quickly starting up conversation.