Ashton: You and Ashton were really bored so you decided you were going to make cupcakes. He didn’t know what to do so he was just sitting on a stool watching you measure the ingredients. “Can you please help?” you turned to him, flicking flour onto his face. A grin spread across his face as he stood up. “You wanna play that game, Y/N?” He reached into the flour bowl and poured a fistful on top of your head. You grabbed an egg from behind you and cracked it onto his head. “MY HAIR! Oh it’s on.” He narrowed his eyes and went for the milk. By the time you were finished there were no ingredients left for the cupcakes.
Calum: You were by the pool with Calum. He was swimming around while you were sunbathing, not wanting to get in the water today. “Hey babe, can you pass me that towel?” Calum had swam over to the edge. Without thinking you got up to hand him the towel. Before you could register he grabbed your wrists and you went flying into the pool beside him. “Calum Hood. You. Are. Dead,” you stared him down before dunking his head under the water, pulling off his shorts and swimming away.
Luke: “Don’t fall asleep on me again,” Luke shook you on the couch. “I’m not…” you mumbled. This movie was boring and you were tired. “Really? Then you won’t mind if I…” you felt his hands grab your waist and begin tickling you. “I’M AWAKE I’M AWAKE,” you yelled between your laughter but he didn’t stop. “Luke…stop…I can’t breathe…” you giggled, trying to pull away his hands but he held you down, tickling your sides and peppering kisses all over your face.
Michael: You were lying on your bed reading a magazine when you were struck in the face by a pillow. You rubbed your head and looked up to see your boyfriend Michael standing with a mischievous smirk on his face. You sighed and went back to the magazine but seconds later he hit you with another pillow. You smiled to yourself and picked up one yourself, whacking him across the head. “Hey!” he complained. “Two can play at this game, Clifford,” you took another pillow and jumped on the bed, ready to win yet another of your infamous pillow fights.