#11 having a fight/argument

I wrote this on my iPod so I apologise for any spelling/grammar mistakes! I have checked before posting it but you never know!  Masterlist here

Luke: Luke had been back from tour the past 5 days and all he had done was gone out and slept. You know he needed his rest however you couldn’t help but feel annoyed at his absence. Did he not want to be with you any more? Had he moved on when he was away? Was he waiting for you to take the hint and leave? These thoughts ran through your head as you were sat home alone. You thought about texting your friend inviting them over so you wouldn’t be alone with your thoughts when Luke came home early, excited you ran to the front door to great him to see that he had brought the others along with him. “Hi Y/N! How are you?” Calum asked, “I’m good, been better, but good” you replied honestly, Luke gave you a questioning look but shook it off as you walked further into the house. As the night went on you felt yourself getting more and more annoyed, you loved the guys but you just wanted them to leave, they had the past few months with Luke and now it was your turn! Despite sounding slightly selfish you didn’t care. When they finally left it was 1 in the morning, “I’m off to bed, good night Y/N” Luke said leaning down to kiss your forehead however you leant away from him,”OK, I’ve tried to ignore your mood but what is your problem? All night you have been acting strange and I want to know why!” “My problem? My problem is you and FYI I’ve been angry at you for a few days now! You have been ignoring me!” “What! No I haven’t Y/N,” “Oh yes you have, tell me at least one time we have spent time together since you got back” you shouted, Luke stood there in thought, you could see the cogs turning in his head, eventually when he couldn’t give you an answer you carried on “see what I mean, you have been back 5 days and all you have done is spent time with the guys and slept” “Well what do you want me to do? Quit the band or stop sleeping since those are my ‘crimes’” “I want you to love me like you used to” you replied walking upstairs and shutting yourself in your bedroom.

Calum: yourself and Calum had decided to get a dog, one, because he loved dogs, two, it could keep you company while he was on tour. However you got a Puppy and you needed to train it. This morning it had an accident on your carpet, chewed through one of your shoes and put a hole in your sofa by jumping on it. “That’s it Mr puppy, you are going in doggie time out” you said to the puppy picking him up and placing him in his cage. After a while the puppy started to cry but you ignored him “No Mr Puppy, you have been a bad dog, I’m not letting you out” just your luck Calum came home and got the Puppy out to play with him, “No Calum, put him back! He’s in doggie time out!” “Doggie time out?” Calum replied raising his eye brow at you, “Yes, doggie time out, he has been bad all day and he needs to learn not to be!” “Poor Puppy, has Y/N been a kill joy? Not letting you have any fun?” “Not letting him have any fun! Do you know what damage he has caused today? Sorry for wanting to train him since it will be me who has to deal With him when you are on tour! Sorry that you are not helping me at all! You don’t help train him and when I try to do something your just undo it!” “Woah Y/N, calm down I’m just having a laugh” “That’s the problem Calum!” You shouted leaving, you couldn’t stick around for the rest, you didn’t want to say something you regretted.

Michael: you were getting frustrated. Michael was getting frustrated. He was trying to teach you how to play his new game however what he was teaching you was not going in. You would repeatedly press the wrong button and quite frequently you would press crouch when you needed to run resulting in your death. “Y/N, can you please stop pressing crouch! I’m not sure how many times you have pressed that instead of running!” “It not my fault that games can’t be consistent in action buttons! In other games that button is to run rather than crouch,” “Well you aren’t playing other games you are playing this one,” “Gee, I hadn’t noticed,” you replied sarcastically, Michael didn’t appreciate your sarcasm especially when he was on a short fuse with you anyway. You both not say in silence pressing the controls hard letting the buttons take your anger, this actually may have made you better, that was until you pressed crouch causing your death… Again. “That’s it Y/N I can’t take it any more can you please go” Michael said through his teeth not looking at you, you threw your controller at him and left to the noise of a very unhappy Michael.

Ashton: “Hey Ash, you said you would be home by 7, it’s currently half past can you please text me or something when you get this?” You spoke into the voice mail. You had dinner ready on the table and you were starving. At 8 you hadn’t gotten a text from him and your stomach was rumbling, maybe one bite wouldn’t hurt? After one bite you found yourself having another, and another and another until you had eaten your whole dinner. Dealing guilty you tried ringing Ashton again but with no prevail. At 9 you got really worried. Where was he? Wrapping his food up you placed it in the microwave with a note telling him how long he should put it on for and that when he got back you would probably be in bed as you had gotten bored of waiting. Falling asleep you heard the door opening at midnight. Ashton came upstairs and sat on the edge of the bed, “I’m so sorry Y/N I got carried away, I know you are awake, please talk to me” you didn’t reply, “please Y/N I said I was sorry,” “Getting carried away Ashton would be an hour, maybe 2 late, not 5!” “What can I do to make it up to you?” “Sleep on the sofa, I don’t want you here at the moment” you replied with no emotion in your voice, Ashton didn’t reply however you could hear the click of the bedroom door as he left.

AN: I know I said this at the top but I wrote this on my iPod at college (English college so sort of school for others). Two preferences in the space of 24 hours. This has never happened! Even when I wrote fanfiction in the past I was never this ‘generous’. I got a bit carried away with Luke’s which is why it’s slightly longer than the others. requests are open. I currently have one at the moment but I’m not sure how to write that one so I am having a think about it so if anyone has any other requests just let me know :) 

Having a fight/argument part 2 *requested*

AN: These will be a tiny bit cheesy as I don’t know how couple arguments work, I’ve never had one! So enjoy the cheese :)   Part 1 here  Masterlist here

Luke: Why did you say that to Luke? Of course he loved you as he did. He had just gotten back from tour he was tired and of course he would want to spend time with his best friends! Your insecurities had gotten in the way of logic and you had handled the situation wrong. A knock to your bedroom door took you out of your thoughts, a place you had come quite familiar with over the past few days.   “Y/N, please let me in, I know you won’t but please,” Luke’s voice came from the other side of the door. Opening the door you saw Luke’s slightly shocked face. “I didn’t think you would open the door,” he chuckled, “I’m sorry” you both said in unison. “No Y/N. I’m the sorry one. I should have spent more time with you it’s just I missed you so much on tour that I didn’t want to get too attached again for when I leave again, I’m only home for a little while and I didn’t want the pain of leaving you behind again,” “I should be sorry as I should have given you space, you have just come back so you are tired and you should spend time with your best friends,  I would be one of those ‘clingy annoying girlfriends’ if I made you spend time with me 24/7.” Smiling Luke replied, “I’ll forgive you if you forgive me?” nodding in response you pulled in him for a hug showing that you were sorry and you forgave him.

Calum: Locking yourself in the bathroom was the neither greatest nor wisest thing you had ever done. You were bored and hungry. You couldn’t leave yet as you had only gone in a few minutes ago. Eventually giving up you decided to unlock the door and look around. Calum was nowhere to be seen. You ventured further around the house to see the Puppy in its bed. Looking closer at the puppy you saw it had a letter attached to its collar. ‘Dear Y/N, I promise I will try to behave a little more, I will find it difficult at first but since you are an amazing person I promise I will do my doggie best to make you happy, just as happy as you make me. Please don’t be mad at Calum, he didn’t know, he promises he will help train me and do what you say. Lot of love, your puppy.’ You forgave Calum instantly as this was the cutest thing you had ever seen. Turning around you saw Calum had entered the room looking down at the floor to avoid your gaze.  “Calum, the puppy wants me to tell you something,” “what?” “Y/N, says you are forgiven” Michael: Why did he have to get so worked up? Was he expecting you to become a game genius in the 2 seconds you had played the game? Really? Had he magically become a master of the game when he first played it? Annoyed you were scrolling through your phone not really looking at anything due to your anger. You could hear Michael downstairs still playing his game, violently killing things probably imagining they were you. After a while you could hear the TV becoming silent and Michael’s footsteps coming up the stairs. A knock on the door was followed by, “Y/N? Would you want to come watch me play?” He knew you quite enjoyed watching him play you could even continue angry scrolling through your phone while watching him. You opened the door and nodded. Following him downstairs you noticed the games had been switched and it was the game you could actually play decently well. Raising your eyebrow to Michael he smirked passing you your controller back. You both sat in front of the TV and you actually survived more than a few seconds, however you did have to fight the urge to press crouch a few times just to annoy him.

Ashton: Sleeping alone sucks. Especially when it’s cold and you have no one to snuggle up to. Regretting sending Ashton away you slowly wondered downstairs with the duvet to see the very big Ashton sleeping on the very small sofa. How was that comfortable? Simple, it wasn’t. You climbed on top of his sleeping frame and rested your head on his chest. The interruption woke him up which he wasn’t happy about, “There isn’t enough room on here for both of us!” Ashton complained, “We always lie on here together” you replied. “Yeah but we don’t sleep!” “Shhhh,” you said silencing him moving the duvet around the both of you so you could be warmer. “So did you decide you couldn’t sleep without me?” Ashton asked, “Shhhh,” you repeated, “I’m asleep” this cause Ashton to chuckle which you felt through his chest. Snuggling closer you both drifted off to sleep.

AN: I say this every time but I don’t think that was my best… but it was what I could do. Sorry if you thought it was cheesy/pants.

Fights and kisses (Calum)

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omg I’m the worst at titles so just ignore this one please thanks

ultraunicornsarethebeststuff said: “Can you please make an imagine where you and calum have a fight and while youre yelling at him he kisses you and so please please pleaseeeeeee I love your writing BYEEE!!!!♡”

Thank you babe!! x

ok so I really liked this request and since I am extremely lazy today I didn’t feel like writing anything really long and descriptive so it’ll be pretty short 

hope you like it loves

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“You can’t be fucking serious right now! That guy’s a douche and the whole school knows it!” Calum yells, gesticulating wildly with his arms. “I won’t let you see him.”

You put on another coat of mascara but your hand accidentally twitches and it gets all over your eye lid. You blame Calum for being annoying and making you lose focus.

“He’s not a bad guy! And you can’t tell me what to do or not to do, you’re not my dad or my boyfriend.” You protest, turning to face him while crossing your arms over your chest. “Besides, he carried my bag between classes today and asked how I was.” You add.

You are currently standing in your room, arguing with Calum, your best friend. He had come over as soon as he heard the rumors that you were going out with one of the hottest guys on the football team tonight. You know he has a reputation of being with a lot of girls, but you believe that it is possible that he’s changed, but Calum strongly disagrees with you.

“Yeah, so he can get into your pants, that’s all he wants.”

“What? No!” You say, shocked. “And no matter what you think of him, I am still going on this date. And there is nothing you can do to stop me.”

“Oh, yeah?” He looks at you with dark eyes, jaw and fists clenched.

“No, and I-” You don’t get to finish the sentance before Calum has taken two long steps towards you and placed his lips on yours with his hands grabbing your face, shutting you up. The kiss is kind of sloppy and filled with so many mixed emotions that it almost makes you dizzy.

Your eyes are wide and you don’t get the chance even react before he pulls away, with a much less confident look on his face. 

“Wh-what was that for?” You stutter. 

“I- I don’t know. I am so sorry Y/N.” Calum says, his eyes wide and his hand flies up to cover his mouth, like what he just did was a crime. “I don’t- don’t know what I was thinking. Shit.” He quickly turns around and heads for your door.

“No, Calum!” You stop him with a hand on his shoulder. He turns around and you immediately press your lips agains his, this time actually moving them and kissing him back. 

You pull away a moment later and are met with probably the same look as you has just given him after he kissed you.

“What- what is going on?” He asks, just as confused as you are. 

“I honestly don’t know, b-but you know, I might be willing to take a rain check on that date after all, if you- eh, would like to find out. What is going on, I mean.” You ramble, not even sure if what you just said made any sense at all. 

But you think you see Calum’s eyes light up, so that must be a good sign. You can’t say that you’ve always been in love with Calum, but you can’t either say, with your hand on your heart, that he isn’t attractive or that you haven’t thought of what it might be like to kiss him sometime. And now you know, and it actually surprises you how right it actually felt. 

“I- yeah. Sure. Absolutely.” Calum nods. “I’d like that, very much.” He agrees with a smile playing on his lips before he adds with the hint of a blush in his cheeks, “In fact, I like you very much, quite a lot.”

Pregnant (Calum)

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Request: “Can you do a fluffy/really sweet preference when Calum wakes up in the condo he rented out & he looks to the side to see Y/N in all her beautifully pregnant glory?? 😍🙈🙌”

Yes, absolutely :)x

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His POV

I wake up, the morning sun sipping in through the windows and creating patterns on the walls. It is one of those mornings where everything is quiet and peacefully, nothing to be in a hurry about or having to do. These are the type of mornings that I love. Where I get to wake up next to my beautiful fiancée in our bed, instead of on a bumpy tourbus when you are so jet lagged that you don’t even know if it is night or day unless you look out the window. 

I sigh deeply, stretching my stiff limbs, letting out a yawn. I turn to my side to see her, the love of my life. She is lying on her back with her head tilted toward me and one gentle hand on her growing bump. Quiet snores are escaping her mouth as her chest lifts up and down in time with her calm breathing. Her eyes are closed and her hair is sprawled out on the pillow underneath her head. 

I lift one hand and carefully runs it along her cheek, admiring her natural beauty. The sun is making her exposed skin look like gold almost, shining. 

I smile before I scoot closer, gently lifting up her (my) t-shirt to show her rather big bump. I can’t believe there actually is a human in there, a baby. Our baby. 

I put my hand on her stomach, looking up quickly to see if she is waking up, but she is still sleeping deeply. I sprawl my fingers out over her stretched out skin. I sometimes find her standing in front of the mirror, examining herself with such sceptic eyes that it make my heart hurt. She runs her fingers over the purple-ish marks on her belly, scrunching her eyebrows together like they somehow would be anything but absolutely marvelous.

I lean in to give her stomach a kiss, feeling how she sighs deeply and starts moving under my touch, on the edge between dreamland and reality. 

If you ask me, she has never been more beautiful than she is now. Lying next to me in her pregnant glory, carrying our child. I am the luckiest soon-to-be father in the world. 

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A/N: Idk about this one, did you like it…? 

First time (Calum) *

“Are you sure?” He asks as he gently places a hand on your left cheek and looks you in the eyes.

“Yes. One hundred percent.” You answer with no doubt.

Once he realizes that you are telling the truth, he doesn’t hesitate a seconds before he crashes his lips onto yours. You and Calum have been dating for a while now and you are absolutely sure that he really is the one.

“I love you so much.” He mumbles between kisses. You are lying down with your back pressed against the bed while having Calum hovering over you, supporting himself on his elbow. His hands have wandered down to your waist and are sneaking their way up under your shirt. Your hands are currently wrapped around his neck, tugging at his hair.

“Take it off.” You say. He immediately lifts himself up and grabs ahold of the hem of your shirt and pulls it over your head, leaving you in your new black lace bra. His dark eyes are wide and filled with lust as they roam your almost naked chest

“God, you are so beautiful.” He mutters before he rips off his own shirt and connects his lips with yours once again. Your half naked bodies are pressed together but it’s not enough. You place your hands on his shoulder blades and push him further down towards you, you need to feel him. One of his hands are massaging your breast and the other holds a firm grip of your hip. He starts leaving kisses along your jaw and down your neck, making you moan slightly out of pleasure. Your whole body is craving him. He grips your tights and pulls them down your legs, leaving you in nothing but your matching bra and underwear. He quickly pulls his own pants off and then returns to leaving love bites just above your collarbone and sucking on your sensitive skin. His hands wander down to your now wet and hot core, making you shiver.

“You are so wet baby.” He mumbles. His dirty words only adding to the pleasure.

You surprise him by turning him over so he is lying on his back while you are straddling him, giving you a great view of his amazing body. He rests his hands on your hips while you both take a moment to study each other.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You bend forward to kiss him, you just can’t get enough of him. You start grinding your hips against his, you are totally new at this but his sudden moans must mean that you are doing something right. You can feel his hard on against your own soaking core. It feels great.

“I am gonna cum in my boxers if you keep doing that y/n.” Calum says between moans and kisses. He flips you over so you’re back in your previous position where you are lying on your back and he is on top. You can feel your cheeks heat as you watch him reach down and get a condom out of his jeans pocket. You are a little scared since it is your first time but you are so sure about this, about you two. He joins you on the bed again after slipping out of his boxers, giving you a great view of his large member. It is definitely bigger than you expected.

He skillfully rips the package open with his teeth before taking the condom out. He strokes himself a few times before he slides it on. He starts kissing you again while he slowly slides your panties down your legs. He throws them on to the floor. His hands go behind your back and before you know it he unclasps your bra. You are now completely naked and are feeling a little exposed.

“Hey, look at me.” He says and puts a finger under your chin as you try to cover up as much as you can of your naked body. “You are so beautiful and you have nothing to be ashamed of.”

His words make your heart melt and your confident boost. You crash your lips to his again and slowly make your way down to his throbbing erection with your hands. You grab a hold of it and slowly start moving your hand up and down. He stops kissing you and looks at you with wide eyes and lust. His moans are becoming louder and your name slips through his lips several times. You stop your actions and he groans.

“Babe…”

“Yes?” You say and smirk at him.

He doesn’t answer, instead he slips two fingers into you. You gasp at the sudden contact and change of friction.

“Calum…”

“So wet..so ready for me.” He mumbles and works with his fingers a few times before he pulls them out.

“Are you sure about this?” He asks as he places himself by your entrance.

“Yes, now stop asking.” You say and push him on the back slightly.

“Eager I see.” He says and smirks at you before he slowly enters you, pushing all the way in. You grip his shoulders and squeeze them when the sudden pain shots through you. You shut your eyes and bite your lip to keep you from screaming.

“Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” He asks, concern obvious in his voice. You know he wants this so bad, so do you. You shake your head no. He starts to move inside of you and you open your eyes to see his shut in concentration. His eyebrows are drawn together and you can tell that it takes everything in him not to move faster. You notice that the pain is completely gone and is replaced by only pleasure. You moan and arch your back up so your hips meet his, motioning for him to go faster. He starts thrusting in and out with a much higher speed while he holds himself up on his elbows on each side of you. Your breathing becomes faster and the moans louder. You have never experienced anything like this before and you are so happy that your first time is with Calum. After a few more thrust a weird but amazing feeling is starting to build up in the lower region of your stomach.

“Calum, I-I think…”

“Me too baby, so close… Come for me y/n.”

His words bring you over the edge and your vision becomes blurry. You bring your hand to my mouth to keep you from screaming at the top of your lungs while your other hands tugs at Calum’s hair. He speeds up the thrusts tremendously and a few profanities along with your name leave his mouth as you feel him twitch inside of you.

“Jesus Christ..” He says/moans after you both have come down from your highs, panting. He pulls out of you and plops down next to you.

“That was…”

“I know.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Diamonds & Roses

57 with Michael for @banginashton

* Hope this is okay. 

Somewhere between his fifth shot and stopping for Burger King, Michael Clifford had found himself in a drunk state that he didn’t recognize. The night was supposed to be about making you feel better, putting a smile on your recently very sullen face, and just helping you feel hopeful and normal again, but instead it turned into babysitting your longtime friend. With him lying on his side, back against your cold bedroom wall, you finally had a moment to kick off your black boots and shimmy your arms out of the chunky cardigan you had been wearing, almost hiding in all night.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa…” It had only been twenty seconds, but Michael was already giggling at his phone and beginning to roll onto his stomach. “You promised to stay on your side, remember?” Trying not to scold him, your new drunk child for the night, you reminded him with a gridlock stare that was just a touch stronger than your smile as you manuevered him back to the way he had been before, your hands pushing on his shoulders. Behind you, in your cardigan on the floor, your cell phone was buzzing like all the static in Michael’s head, but you ignored it. At the moment, Michael had all your attention.

“Is that him? I bet it’s him. Let me talk to him!” Loudly, Michael slurred and threw one arm out to reach for the phone that was a long ways away from him. “I’m going to tell him what a stupid prick he is and that he has….he’s got yellow teeth.” Scrunching up his eyebrows, he tried his best to recall the face of the guy you had been wasting your time with for the last few months. Michael never met him since you two started spending time together while he was on tour, but he was familiar with what he looked like from your active Instagram. Tonight was supposed to be a chance for you and Michael to reconnect since he had been gone so long and he promised you that he helped you forget all about your ex-almost, but it was a hard task to complete when he was drunk and that ex wouldn’t stop texting you, trying to make you explode by pushing every button he knew about.

“Michael, go to sleep.” Sighing, you ignored your phone and laid down flat on your back next to your friend, folding your hands over your chest and shutting your eyes as if it would bring you some tranqulity. Michael had already refused to drink water, but you were sure if you kept telling him to that he would eventually crash.

“No, I want to tell him he’s a butt. A big one. Not a good big one, a bad big one…” Babbling, Michael laughed at his words and then shook his head once he clued in to just how disappointed you actually looked. It reminded him of the time you two were only seven and Manuel Hanson cut you in line at the canteen and bought the last bag of sour patch kids, leaving you to choose between thin black licorice and red hots. Except you didn’t look like you were going to pull out your hair and cry into the palms of your hands over the candy. He remembered you just pouted and pretended it wasn’t a big deal even though you had been looking forward to spending your allowance on the sour sugary treat all day. “He’s really stupid, [Y/N], I mean it…” Softly, Michael told you. He had to focus in order to stop slurring, but he was gentle as he watched you try to calm down on top of your dirty bed sheets. Michael reached out and tangled two of his fingers in your hair, drunkeningly trying to offer comfort. “You’re so wonderful and he must know that he doesn’t deserve that because he’s acting like it.” Or so that was what Michael gathered based on what you had chosen to share with him and the texts you allowed him to scroll through earlier that night. “I wouldn’t do that to you.” Proudly, Michael shook his head from shoulder to shoulder and grinned like Wylie Coyote when he thought he finally caught Road Runner. “No, I would not. I would treat you right.”

“Oh yeah?” Almost snorting, you opened your eyes and stared up at your friend who was adoring you with his blurred vision, trying to take you in as if you were a rare gem in a stretch of nothing, but brown rocks and rubble. It caught you off guared and sort of scared you the way Michael was just keeping you under his watch, his stare telling you just how important you were to him. “And how would you do that?”      

“Diamond and roses, baby!” He slurred right down at you, the tip of his nose just nipping yours as he exposed all his teeth under his smile. “I’d spoil you.” He pushed his nose into yours this time, pressing it against your face and bringing his slap-happy grin right over your mouth, leaving it there for just a second. You had only a moment to think, but you shut your eyes and pressed your lips to his, tasting the cola on his lips and absorbing it. Michael’s mouth was to you what the shots had been to him, you felt drunk with bliss. You had been feeling lousy all night, but as Michael’s hands slid up the back of your head, you felt a new confidence as he tightened your kiss and knocked his hips against yours. He was drunk, but he knew in his heart that he would never regret this. He had wanted to try kissing you since junior high when he first realized that you weren’t just his friend who played on the swings with him, you were a girl who smelled like ginger and vanilla and was, as he expressed to his friends, ‘ridiculously pretty’.

Forgot about this one.

Best friends?- Ashton Irwin

Nobody had ever actually talked about it. Your constant need to always do extreme things. Name it you’ve done it. From skydiving to longboarding down a hill in a ridiculous tempo. You had moved to LA for the waves. That’s what you told everybody. And conveniently enough, your best friend Ashton lived there, so you crashed there, expecting him to be away for most of the time. But you didn’t expect him to actually be home. The last two years he had been traveling the world, and that’s kind of what you expected him to do. It didn’t last very long. You had not taken into account that he would stay in LA to write out a third album. So instead of having time to shake the stupid school girl crush off, you were left with a lot more time to fall for him.  

It was a little before sunrise when you woke up. No sunrays shining through the window and no warm gust of wind flowing through the slightly open window. Regardless, you sat up in the bed and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. Swinging you legs over the side of the bed, you winced as you put them down in the cold floor. Padding over to the chair where you kept all your clothes, that were not to dirty, you picked up a hoodie and pulled it over your head. Next on was a pair of fluffy socks and grey sweatpants. Unplugging your phone from the charger you saw you already had a message from Luke.  

05:10 Ready for a morning sesh?  

05:17 Yup, be here in 20?  

You set the phone down as you started on a simple bowl of some surprisingly good porridge Ashton usually made for breakfast. It usually was only when both of you were home in the morning. You jumped a little when your phone pinged as you set the pan to boil.  

05:25 On my way!  

Rushing to your back porch you quickly took down your cold wetsuit and the surfboard that stood leaned up against the wall. you then jogged through the house to put it up against the wall in front of the driveway, so Luke could put it in the Jeep he drove for surfing. You hurried back into the kitchen to take the now finished porridge off the stove, and poured into a bowl and sat down on the kitchen island as you ate. When you finished you put the dishes in the dishwasher and headed to your bedroom to change into a bikini.  

As you tied the string around your neck, you heard your door creek open. You turned around as you pulled the same hoodie over your head, welcoming the warmth.  

Ashton spoke as your head poked free from the sweater.  

“Hey, that’s mine.”  

You looked down at yourself before meeting his eyes. Then you realised that the olive green vans hoodie you had pulled on did not belong to you at all. You felt warmth spreading all the way from your neck and up to your cheeks. It did not help that he was dressed in only boxers.  

“Sorry, did you want it back?”  

He smiled at you, and shook his head.  

“There is some porridge left if you want some, otherwise I have to go really soon.”  

Just as you uttered the last word, your phone pinged again. You looked down as you swiped it open and looked at the message.  

05:46 I’m outside  

“Actually, I have to go now.”  

You smiled sheepishly, and rushed out the door, Ashton following you.  

“Where are you going?”  

He looked down on you, with a crease between his brows, his never failing curiosity showing.  

“I’m just going for a quick morning surf with Luke. Fuck, hand me that bag will you?”  

You spoke as you pointed to the black bag, you almost forgot, sitting on the floor. He handed it to you and looked on in wonder as you rummaged through it to see that you had all you needed.  

“Bye, I’ll see if we make it back before you head to the studio.”  

The wave you gave him did not quite seem to be enough for him, as he looked at you with something like disappointment in his eyes.  

….  

“So, how are you?”  

Luke asked as you fiddled with your phone on the way to a secluded beach you had found a while a go. The waves there were not too big.  

“I’m okay I guess.”  

“I guess? What does that mean?”  

“Well, a few days ago Ash brought a girl home, I felt completely and utterly pathetic, it was as if the bottom of my stomach dropped to the ground.”  

Your phone slipped to you lap, to cover your face with your hands.  

“Ash has always been to blind to see what is right in front of him, don’t stress it, he will either come around, or you will have to make the first move.”  

“Oh no, I’m not going to make any moves. What if he doesn’t like me like that?”  

The frustration in your exclamation was obvious.  

“Well, if he ever brings girls over, you are more than welcome to come to my place”  

….  

There he goes again, new flavour of the evening screaming his name over and over, as you were trying to sleep. Your heart kept clenching and tears were pricking at the back of your eyes. Before you even realized completely what you were doing, you sat behind the wheel of your cheap slightly beat up pic up truck. It didn’t quite fit in on this street, but it did everything you asked it to do. So when you pulled up to Luke’s driveway you quickly pulled up the hand brake, took the keys out of the ignition, and stepped out of the car.  

When Luke opened the door, he was wearing a pair of flannel pants and a grey hoodie, paired with a sleepy face.  

“I’m sorry, I didn’t really look at the time and all, but Ashton has this chick over and I couldn’t really do-”  

Luke cut off your mini rant, by pulling you into the house and closing the door behind you.  

“Look, I know it sucks and all, but if you really can’t take it anymore, you should try talking to him about it. Not necessarily tell him you like him, but that you don’t appreciate him bringing home girls every night.”  

You looked at down at your hands, before meeting his eyes over the coffee table. You knew he was right, and you could not keep on doing this to your self. Being aroud him just kept on giving you more hope, that didn’t really exist.  

“Okay, tomorrow after I’ve gone back.”  

….  

You sat staring at the door, from inside you car for what felt like hours, when in reality it was probably a couple of minutes. Stepping out from the car, you walked inside silently. Going straight to your bedroom only to see Ashton standing smack dab at the centre of the room with your phone in his hands.  

“Where the fuck have you been?”  

To put it simply, Ashton looked angry. That was about the last drop for you.  

“That’s none of your business”  

The words came out silently, but sharp. You really did not want to start a fight.

“Of course it’s my business, you are my best friend, you can’t just disappear, and not tell me”  

He exclaimed as he stepped closer to you. Your stomach dropped yet again as he called you “best friend”

“Watch me”

Defiance was clear in your voice. You stepped closer to him

“I will not watch you, what if something happens to you?”

Ashton almost sounded worried, and frustrated.

“I was at Luke’s, I could’t sleep.”

The look in his eyes was definitely worried now.  

“You could have come in to my room, i would’t have minded.”  

“You would have minded alright, you and that chick you had over. I just can’t do this anymore.”  

He went red all over, there was no doubt about it. But there was a questioning look to his eyes.  

“Forget what i just said. I’ll see if Luke has a spare room or some shit.”

All the fight you had previously had in you, had now gone. You felt tired, and just wanted to get out of this house. Not Ashton though, it would seem like he had a little more left in him.  

“No, you are telling me what’s bothering you, you can talk to me.”

And there it was, he was always the understanding, forgiving type.

“Not this one, let it go Ashton”

That ought to have hurt, you never called him Ashton, usually it was just “Ash”

“I will not let it go”

He all but yelled. Thats when it boiled over for you completely, and every second thought seemed to fall away.

“Cause I’m in love with you, I’m in over my head, and I can’t live here when you only see me as your best friend. I’m sorry I’ve-”

Suddenly, his lips were on yours, you got the same rush you get after you’ve caught a wave. Everything else just seemed to fall away, everything felt right. For a second. You pushed him away.  

“I don’t want your pity Ash”

“This isn’t pity, this is love. I’ve been trying to push away this crush I’ve had on you for ages. You just hung out with Luke so much, i thought you might like him.”

You felt a pang of guilt in your chest.  

“Looks like we are both at fault here”

The thought that this was reality seemed a little unreal.

“Can we just take it slow though? I don’t want to rush this”

The feeling of embarrassment could not quite be shaken. Ashton carefully put a finger under your chin and lifted it up, so your eyes met his.  

“Of course we can take this slow”

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I Should Go

Pairing: Y/N/Calum

Rating: All

Request: No

Words: 3.000+

Summary: Y/N is devastated after their breakup but it doesn’t help on the misery when Calum decides to come and pick up the rest of his stuff. 

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Part 2 of my baby singing frank ocean

I’m in a “give my all my love to Luke mood” and honestly I can’t complain. I want him to do a full cover of this like omg 😍😍

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Calum Hood Imagine

Prompt: 12. “Are you trying to make me hate you? Because it’s working.” (Calum)

*Imagine you and Calum have a love-hate relationship.

Requested

 “Leave me alone Calum!” You yelled slamming your bedroom door in his face. He was being typical obnoxious Calum and because you were sick, you definitely didn’t want to deal with his shit tonight.

“You’re so annoying sometimes!” He banged on the door. He was throwing a party and wanted you to leave so he could ‘enjoy himself’. He was your roommate; this was your apartment. You sure as hell weren’t going to leave anytime soon.  

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Ashton Irwin Imagine

Requested

*Imagine Ashton and his daughter getting into a heated argument and Ashton ends up saying something that makes her cry and run up to her room so he decides to call you (his best friend // secret crush) to come over to help him out.

*(A/D/N: Ashton’s daughter’s name (make something up lmao))

Ashton’s POV

A/D/N: “Stop trying to control me, I’m not a little girl anymore!” 

Ashton: “You’re only 14 and he’s way too old for you!” 

A/D/N: “Mom would’ve taken my side.”

Ashton: “Well she left us and she’s never coming back so get over it!

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