They Just Don't Know by Little Mix
Michael:
Daddy doesn't think that you'll be good enough for me
Mama says be careful 'cause he'll break your heart in three
They don't walk in my shoes
They ain't being kissed by you
"What's wrong (y/n), you've been acting really weird since we had dinner with your parents."
"I don't know, Michael, they just-" you trail off.
"They just what?" he says, walking over to you and grabbing your hands.
"They think I'm too good for you. They don't want us to be together. My mom thinks that you're just going to break my heart but--" he cuts you off by kissing you.
"I'll never break your heart. I'll always be here for you. And they can think that, but I can prove them wrong."
You smile, knowing he's right.
Suddenly, your phone vibrates.
Text from: Mom
So have you talked to him yet?
Michael grabs your phone and throws it on the couch, picking you up bridal style and carries you up to your bedroom.
Ashton:
It's funny 'cause at times it feels like us against the world
They treat you like a criminal but I'll still be your girl
"Ashton, what are you reading?" you say, walking into the the tv room, seeing Ashton intensely staring at his laptop.
"Nothing" he mumbles.
"Ash. Tell me." you say, sitting down next to him. He tilts the laptop so you can read the screen. It's open to a newspaper's headline.
Rock band 5 Seconds of Summer's Drummer, Ashton Irwin Caught in Scandal
You look at his face and he looks like he's going to cry. He scrolls down.
Irwin was seen leaving a bar yesterday with a girl who is a bartender there. Irwin is one of the members of the band who has a girlfriend, which creates more of a scandal.
He rips the laptop off his lap and sets it on the coffee table.
Your phone vibrates. It's twitter. You open up all of your mentions.
@(y/t/n) what are you going to do about ashton's affair?
@(y/t/n) hahaha told you it'd happen
Then you get a text
Text from: (y/sister's/n)
i told you, (y/n), he's only trouble. he's basically a criminal and you know it. it's time to end it
"It's not-"
"I know Ash, that's your cousin"
"How?"
"I went to that bar last night and she introduced herself to me. She's really sweet." you say, smiling.
"Oh my gosh, I had no idea what you thought of me."
"Ashton, I'm basically the only person that doesn't think you're a criminal, I trust you."
Calum:
Tell me, tell me you won't break my heart
You won't tear my world apart
That you'll be there when I need
"Calum, what is this?" you say, picking up girl's underwear from the ground.
He smirks. He's been your best friend for seven years now, roommate for three and and you've been in love with him for six. He does sleep around a lot and he hasn't really had a steady girlfriend since you met him.
"You know what they are." He smiles.
"Oh I do know, it's just kind of funny that she left them here."
He smiles, taking them and throwing them in the trash.
"Hey! Those were kinda cute!" you sarcastically say.
He just kind of looks at you. He takes a step closer. And another step. And another. And another until his lips are finally on yours.
"Calum..."
"Shh" he says, kissing you again.
"Calum." you sternly say, pulling away from him.
He stands back, scared.
"Calum. I don't know if I can do this."
"Do you not like--"
"No. Calum. Of course I do. But I can't just be a one night stand. We live together and you're my best friend. I don't want to ruin that."
He takes a deep breath.
"(y/n), do you know why I've only had these stupid little one night stands? Because I've loved you this whole time. I just didn't think you could or would love me back. I promise that I won't break your heart. I've been by your side for seven years and I promise to be by your side for as long as I possibly can. I just can't bear seeing you everyday and not kissing you and telling you that I love you."
You take another step towards him and crash your lips into his.
"I'll take that as a yes?"
Luke:
My sister says she doesn't like the way you wear your hair
But I know that she's jealous so why would I even care?
"I don't understand, (y/n), why do you even like him?" your sister asks you, hanging you a clean dish to dry.
"Because I do, okay. He's perfect for me and I love him."
"You love him?"
"Yeah I do, we've been dating for two years, I've loved him for that whole time and we've said it already, (y/s/n), I'm pretty sure it's okay for me to love him."
"Yeah, but why him? He's just not your type. He's so like punk. He's got a lip ring, (y/n)."
"What the fuck does a lip ring have to do with who I love. Plus, I love his lip ring."
"Why would you love a lip ring?"
"I love everything about him."
"Even his hair?"
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean."
Your sister gives you that look and turns back to washing the dishes.
You grab your phone and dial Luke's number.
"What are you doing?" your sister asks.
You ignore her, but continue staring at her.
"Hey Luke!"
"Hey baby! What's up?"
"Oh, I'm just washing the dishes with my sister. I just wanted to call and say that I love you." you smile at your sister.
"Oh. Well I love you too!" you smile, it still makes you happy that he loves you.
"Oh by the way, (y/s/n/) says she doesn't like your hair"
"What's wrong with my hair?"
You hand the phone to your sister.
"He wants to know what's wrong with his hair." you say.
She grabs the phone.
"Hey." she bluntly says.
She stands there, listening intently at something that Luke is saying. She hands you the phone after listening to Luke for about two minutes. You walk out of the room.
"(y/n), ok, I know this is long overdue, but I want you to come on tour with me. I know we're leaving in a week but-"
"Yes."