for a while we pretended

Warning: this blog contains stupid humor, complex language and band references throughout.

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Everyone was pretty bored after dinner. No one wanted to leave the house yet we all wanted to party so I came up with the idea of having a small house party. We already had the drinks we had bought previously so all we needed was to move the furniture around for more space to dance.

"But guys, for this to be a real party, we need to look the part so I suggest everyone to look their best and by best I mean heels, make up game strong, hair on point and all that shabang, ok?" I said, looking at them all.

The lads shrugged and got ready while we girls went to one of our rooms and got straight into business.

After an hour or so, we were ready and the boys were sitting on the couch watching a random tv show in which they were quite tuned into, may I add.

"Hey guys? Guys!" No response. "Ashton!" "What?!" "We’re ready! But we’re gonna need an entrance because why the fuck not" I yelled from the room. "Can you put Do I Wanna Know from the Arctic Monkeys on?" "Oh my god…" Ashton said whilst turning on the stereo and playing the song.

When we heard those familiar guitar chords, we walked out of the room and into the hallway, to the beat of the song. When we reached the living room, all 4 boys just stood there eyeing us from head to toe, including the tall blond one that couldn’t take his eyes off me. I admit I liked the feeling but it was starting to get a bit awkward so thankfully one of my best friends yelled “Let’s get this party started!” And with that Luke was awoken from his daydream and extended his hand. I took it as he led me to the middle of the dance floor.

Luke and I were just friends but we would always flirt with each other, sometimes subconsciously but other times knowingly, mostly from his part.

From the start, the guys tried to amaze us with their extraordinary dance moves and in response we girls attempted to wow them with our not so subtle robots and body rolls, which always ended in some sort of dance-off. Boys vs girls, how typical.

Even though all of us were enjoying our selves, Luke and I couldn’t stop stealing glances from each other. Every time I looked at him, he was already looking, sometimes the other way around. I was already hooked from our moment earlier and these stares he was giving me just sent more butterflies down my stomach.

The drinks were flowing, the night wasn’t getting any younger and I just needed to excuse myself from the crowd and take a breath. I walked to where the living room met the hallway and pulled my phone, checking if anyone needed me or something until I felt a figure coming closer. It was Luke. I put my phone in my pocket and faced him, turning my back to the wall behind me.

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"I saw you staring at me" Luke said, looking into my eyes.

With the help of the drinks I had previously downed, I was feeling unusually confident.

"You wouldn’t have noticed if you weren’t staring too." I said as I lightly traced his forearm with my fingers, earning a smirk from him.

He looked at where I had touched him and then looked up into my eyes again as I was turning my head to look the the drunken crowd dancing in the living room.

I felt his stare on my figure as if he was studying me and I also felt him resting one of his hands on my hip and getting closer.

"Caught." I said, looking at him.

"Now we’re even." And with that he smashed his lips onto mine, kissing me passionately. He pushed me against the wall and continued kissing me, holding me by the neck and the hip. I responded by tangeling my hands in his hair and pulling slightly, earning a deep moan from Luke. He detached his hand from my neck, resting it on my hip and pulled me closer to him, desperately trying to eliminate the space between us, deepening the kiss.

"Do you want to go somewhere quiet?" He asked as he pulled away from our kiss, breathlessly.

"Yeah"

"Come with me." Luke took my hand and led me to one of the spare rooms.

We were walking down the hallway when he suddenly turned around and pushed me against another wall, kissing me again. He then snaked his hands onto the back of my thighs, lifting me up and letting me wrap myself around his waist.

He continued walking to the room, never breaking the kiss and occasionally squeezing my bum, making me moan into the kiss. I could tell Luke liked the effect he had on me because almost everytime I let out a moan, he would smirk into the kiss. That cheeky bastard.

When he finally got to the room, I was still wrapped around Luke’s waist. There was a drawer with nothing on top of it so by instinct, Luke sat me on it. This allowed me the opportunity to take Luke’s shirt off and throwing it on the ground. Luke picked me up again and pushed me down the bed, hovering over me. He leaned in and placed his lips on my neck, kissing and nibbling. I tenderly pulled his hair and moaned as I felt him leaving his mark.

"L-Luke… Luke s-stop."

"What’s wrong?" He asked, afraid he went too far or did something wrong.

"Maybe you should close the door." I suggested, signaling towards the wide opened door.

"Oh right, sorry. Wait a sec." He got up and walked to the door, closing it and disconnecting us from the outside world.

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Remembering Sunday

“Michael” opening my eyes, I turned to face the dark haired boy laid beside me. His arms crossed resting on his chest in a peaceful position.

“Mmmm” he mumbled, without moving, attesting his wakefulness while his chest rose guided by his breathing.

“We should go out for a bit, don’t you think?” I asked, laying both my arms on his chest.

The silence never bothered me at all. In fact, I was used to it. We were used to it. Our Sunday afternoons were filled with it. But the silence was never an awkward thing in our relationship. We were so comfortable around each other that all we ever needed was our presence.

“Tell me one good reason why I should leave this bed” he peeked with one eye open.

It was hard to get Michael out of the house, but you had to enjoy the nice warmth felt outside.

“Look out the window. We should at least go to that park you were talking about the other day” I pointed at the bedroom window.

He pecked my cheek, smiled and then got up “Let’s go”.

I grabbed the house keys and we walked to the park, since it wasn’t very far from home. The sky was now darker, but the pink and orange shade was still strong, which helped on keeping the path very clear.

The park was pretty much empty. I didn’t expect anything else, at this time of the day people head back from the park, not the other way around. But I guess that made things more interesting. Since we had the whole place to ourselves, we could fully enjoy it. No interruptions.

Instead of finding a free bench, we simply laid on the ground. Laziness at its best. It felt better this way, because the view was much more interesting when looking up.

“I just realized I didn’t bring my cell phone” Michael reached for his front pockets soon realizing they were both empty.

“That’s actually very surprising coming from you” I added in a sarcastic tone.

Michael was the type of person who would take his cell phone with him, no matter what. But he was also the type of person to easily forget about his belongings.

“By the time we get home everyone will probably think we were kidnapped or died in a tragic accident” he had this weird habit of thinking about the worst case scenario in situations like these.

“Wow, you’re such an optimist”

He hit my arm lightly “I’m joking” he said while laughing.

I turned to face Michael as he looked at me with a serious expression in his face. I couldn’t help but smile and stared at the sky. The pink and orange stain was now gone, leaving behind a trail of glowing dots, which were now more clear because of the darkness behind them.

“This place reminds me of that time when Ashton wanted to do a backflip but got too scared and all he would do was throw himself to the ground” Michael inspected the starry sky above us.

“Jesus Christ, I thought he was going to break a bone or snap his neck, it was awful to see” I leaned one hand on my forehead, closing my eyes as I remembered the scenery.

“It was worse to see my shirt getting all dirty”

I eyed him in judgement and laughed lightly.

“It was your fault! You started it! I’ve told you before I’m not afraid to kick yours or anyone’s ass” just because he’s twice as high doesn’t mean I can’t defend myself.

“I was just picking on you, it was fun, and it still is” he giggled.

“Well thanks for that. I really hated you at the time”

“No you didn’t, you’ve always liked me”

“When you pushed me I can guarantee you I wasn’t enjoying your presence at all” Michael had this weird thing where he would make fun of me pretty much on a daily basis. “Plus, you just confirmed my theory about you being interested in me”

“It was mutual, don’t deny it” he got closer to me, sticking his finger on my cheek smoothly.

“Maybe, maybe not…” I looked at him and smiled widely.

Michael laughed and climbed on top of me, holding me too tight.

All I could do was laugh. He always does this when I’m embarrassed or feel awkward and all I can do is go with it.

We stood there for a few minutes, maybe hours, but soon realized it was getting way too dark and quickly made our way back home.

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“Luke and…… (Y/N)!” Michael said, as the bottle aimed at you. You looked through the circle of people that was formed around the coffee table in the middle of the living room, everyone smirking except one person that was looking down at his hands, trying not to face reality.

You got up and walked with Luke to the closet, hoping he wouldn’t try anything with you. Of course he was hot and all that but he wasn’t the guy you wanted to spend a minute with in the closet. He opened the door and you walked in, making some room for both of you. After a few seconds of silence, you felt his presence moving forward. You just hoped he was only reasjusting his position but he wasn’t. He started to get really close to you. Too close. He leaned in but you put your hands on his chest, stopping his actions.

“I’m sorry, Luke” you said as he backed away.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s just… I can’t.” you looked down.

“It’s alright, I get it. You like him.”

“What?” you asked looking up. How could he know? Does this mean he knows?

“20 seconds left!” Michael announced.

“I can see the way you look at him. Everyone can, really. I can see the way he looks at you too” Luke said, smiling.

You stayed silent. What were you supposed to say anyway?

“He likes me?” you said, looking into his eyes.

“Time’s up!” Michael interrupted, opening the closet’s doors.

You joined the rest of the group, as Ashton spun the bottle again, making it land on Michael and one of your friends.  After a few plays, it landed on you again. Ashton spun it again and the bottle aimed at the person you wanted the most, Calum. He immediately got up and so did you. He walked to the closet and opened the door, letting you in. You ocupied your previous spot as he stood infront of you, looking down. It was silent for a few seconds.

“How was it?” Calum asked, breaking the painful silence.

“How was what?”

“Your kiss with Luke”

“Why do you ask?”

“Curious…” Calum mumbled, clearly jealous.

“I wouldn’t know” you said smirking. You were loving this whole jealous Calum. “I didn’t kiss him”

“Why not?”

“Why are you asking so many questions? What is it to you anyways?”

He stayed quiet.

“I didn’t kiss him because he’s not the person I want to kiss” you said looking at him. Calum looked up and caught your eyes.

“Well who do you want to kiss?” He asked, piercing your eyes with his glare. You didn’t speak for a few seconds, trying to figure out how you were going to answer him. Before you could say anything, you hand reached his and you wrote ‘YOU’ with your finger on the palm of his hand, hoping he would catch on.

Calum smirked as he understood what you meant, moving forward and putting his hands on your waist.

“May I?” he asked as he leaned in. You nodded, closing your eyes and feeling his lips on yours. He pulled you in closer as he deepened the kiss. He started walking forward, making you go backwards and pushing you up against the wall of the closet and closing the distance between you. As you were about to wrap your arms around his neck, the door bursted open.

“Time’s u—whoa! Sorry!” Ashton said, closing the door again. You and Calum, on the other hand, bursted into laughter as you saw the look on Ashton’s face.

"To be continued." he whispered in your ear as you opened the closet door, joining the group once more.

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Elevator

WARNING: explicit content 

The final chords echoed in the room finally sounding right. You were part of the 5SOS recording crew so you were always in the studio with the boys and by now you had quite a confidence relationship with all of them.

“It’s a wrap for today. Thank you.” Normally everyone stayed working longer than it was supposed but the dark circles under the crews eyes were a clear identifier everyone needed a rest.

You started organizing everything in order to make the work easier in the morning while the instruments were putted in cases. Luke was still sited playing softly the guitar, you gave him a pat on the head and smiled “Come on man help out”. He smirk in response mumming a sorry.

Soon after you were leaving the studio waiting for the elevator with your back against the corridor wall.  Every time the lift opened the doors you let someone caring an instrument go before you, so you were the last one taking it beside a tired Luke. Both got in it making small talk. All of a sudden the elevator stopped. “Fuck, not again”. That lift was always cracking and it took a good 20 minutes to work again. It happened to pretty much everyone in the crew and it was already a joke to see who was going to be the next victim.

“It’s not fair, this is the second time I’m stuck in here!” Luke said leaning against the elevator wall hard, as he did so the lights went off, only a small horizontal light was coming from the middle, where the doors meet,  barely illuminating the room.

“Shit! I’m sorry” he said looking at you. “It’s ok, I don’t have anywhere to go anyway.” you smiled also finding balance against the wall. You took that time to look at the boy in front of you. His tall figure in the small space was definitely a funny scenario. His hair was looking really fluffy and his eyes looked different with this lightning. You were only a few years older than him and really admired his talent as a musician. You had countless conversations about that subject but today didn’t seem one of those days.

You grabbed your bag taking out the packed of cigarettes and offering one to Luke. You knew he didn’t smoke, probably just in parties or so and that it was a stupid idea to smoke in an elevator but you just wanted an excuse to do something, surprisingly he accepted. Taking one out and lighting it the tip of the cigarette was the strongest light in the room provoking shades in his face. You looked at him, the cigar hanging in between his long fingers, the way he parted his lips to breathe in, how he hold it in his chest and then the way the let the smoke out. He just looked gorgeous and his attitude just now has making your heart to beat faster than it should.  You took two steps in his direction, standing right in from of him given the small space, and looking directly in Luke’s eyes you took the cigarette out of his lips allowing you to smoke before tossing it on the floor, after all you didn’t want to turn on the fire alarm even though it was an old building and all the elevator area was fucked up. Taking advantage of the situation you put your hand in his chest just to feel is accelerated heart beat and started to trail your fingers down slowly. He had a confused look in his eyes but didn’t complain. You were incredibly turned on right now and you wanted it, maybe you always did. So you went on your tip toes and kissed him softly, always expecting him to stop you but a sudden urge run through Luke’s body making him push you by the waist until you hit the wall you were lean in. Automatically you close your arms behind his neck playing with his hair, his hands were going up and down your thighs while your tongues played with which other, eventually his hands found their way to your bottom, you moaned slightly to let him know it was ok and you liked it but the response was different than you expected. He pulled away. Confused you looked at him.

“I don’t know (y/n)… How are we going to act tomorrow?” he looked desperate, his gaze going from examinating every single part of your body to the floor, while his hands didn’t know if they should try to cover the front of his jeans or to desperately run them in his hair, leaving it in a mess.

You approached him again getting really really close to his body. He froze, his eyes watching you and hands either side of him. You went on your tip toes again reaching for his ear this time. “What do you want right now Luke?” you whispered “You” said the boy putting his hands on your hips. With that answer you started kissing down his neck and which time you took a little bit more time in a spot he would grab your waist more and more. After a while of taking this soft torture Luke gain confidence again and pushed you completely against the wall. You could feel the hard on being pressed at your front and he started to bounce into you, increasing the pressure every time his hips moved, his lips whore on your neck provably leaving a lot of marks. You started to get so wet you couldn’t take it anymore. Reaching for the hem of his shirt you pulled it off. His body was glorious. He stopped his movements to concentrate in taking your shirt off, he did it slowly always looking in your eyes. The room was really dark but the small lightning made every movement he did even sexier. After removing your shirt he went for the bra. He was enjoying this, having you wanting him. The lust in his eyes while seeing you half naked was turning you on so much you kissed him again, deeper. Luke’s hands went for your breast, making you moan. Then you took your hand from his hair to his chest you went down, feeling his muscle tense when you touched them, you guide your fingers until they reached his v line, you slide one in his boxers and Luke tensed again, feeling you getting closer to the place he wanted to. You started to unzip his jeans and he did the same to you. You both look into each other eyes before moving your hands any further and both of you nodded. Luke knew what he was doing, first feeling you very softly and just then going for it, his freaking long fingers sliding into you while his thumb worked on your clitoris.  He was good, really good. You looked up at him, he was focused on you, in making you feel good but your hand was working on him as well, going faster matching the pace he made with his fingers, so time to time he lost it. Moaning your name or kissing you out of the bloom. You were both close, so close. “Fuck (y/n) I can’t hold it “Luke said against your neck. So you pushed him further until he came. That vision, the perfect O in his lips and the fact he increased his movement just pushed you over the edge. You both were a hot mess breathing loudly when you felt the elevator moving and the lights started to work again, you could even hear voices getting closer. With rush you closed your jeans and dressed the top while Luke did the same. The elevator door opened at that same second and only then you remembered your bra. Looking at the floor you didn’t find it so you left the elevator to see Luke running down the corridor holding it above his head. 

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“And now for their first dance as a married couple, Mr and Mrs Hood!” the dj said into the microphone. Calum stood up, extending his hand to you and taking you to the middle of the dance floor. You expected music to start playing but nothing happened. Instead of signaling the dj to start your song, Calum walked to the dj booth, leaving you all alone with eyes staring from every direction. Calum quickly picked up the mic. “As you all know my wife… wow I’m actually saying wife, it’s so bizarre… but in a good way, of course! Well as I was saying, as you all know, (Y/N) is a massive Ed Sheeran fan but note than when I say massive I mean massive and one thing she always wanted to do was to attend an Ed Sheeran concert, but sadly the oportunity never came her way… Until now.” You just stood there confused. What did he mean with ‘until now’?

“Ladies and gentlemen, its an incredible pleasure and honour to present, the incredibly talented, Mr Ed Sheeran!” You gasped for air, completely speech and motionless. Calum hugged Ed and walking to you, sharing the same space in the middle of the dancefloor. You quickly grabbed him and hugged him as tightly as possible, just letting go when Ed spoke.

“Hi!…Thank you! Its a great pleasure to be here with the newly weds (Y/N) and Calum and by the way (Y/N) thank you for being a fan of mine, I hope to see you at one of my gigs soon!” “You and me both!” you said back, earing a laugh from Ed and your guests, as well as from Calum.

“This song is for you.”

(play) The lights dimmed and Ed began singing. Calum took his hand in yours, looking into your eyes. You quickly recognized the song as ‘I See Fire’, one of your favourites and smiled. When the song came out, you told Calum this song reminded you of him because his eyes were as dark as chocolate. They made you think of fire: warm and safe.

When Ed started playing the guitar, Calum placed his other hand on the back of you shoulder, swaying side to side, gaining a steady rhythm and dancing along the song Ed was performing. You both stayed like that for a few moments, as you wondered how he could have kept this from you. Surely he had help from the lads and the wedding planner but it was extremely hard to keep something this big from you because you always found out about it before the actual surprsie. But not this time.

He pulled you closer by the hip, resting his head next to yours, whispering the lyrics into your ear, still swaying. (don’t read until the chorus!) “Now I see fire, inside the mountain” you whispered back at him. “I see fire, burning the trees” he whispered back. “I see fire, hollowing souls” you whispered. “I see fire, blood in the breeze and I hope that you remember me” Calum sang. The lights dimmed down even more, lighting up a few fairy lights around Ed and around the room.  Calum lifted his arm, allowing you enough space to spin slowly, showing everyone his beautlful wife from now until forever. He then pulled you slightly back to him, kissing you sofly. He whispered a simple “i love you” in your ear as the guests applauded the kiss you shared. 

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Vlog

Today was one of those lazy days, chilling on the couch watching tv and being on the internet, doing absolutely nothing. I was watching a random show on the tv and Calum was on his laptop like always. I swear to god that boy would start twitching if he didn’t have internet.

“Hey babe, what if we made vlogs?” Calum asked, peaking from his laptop screen with a smile on his face. “What? Vlogs? Where did that idea come from?” you answered. “Yeah, like we would film our everyday life maybe like everyday and then upload it on Youtube or something. It could be fun, don’t you think?” “I don’t know Calum, you vlogging I understand because the fans would see what you do everyday but I don’t think they would want to see me on camera everyday, to be honest.” “But don’t you think that this way the fans would get to know you better and see how you’re kind of just like them and normal, I mean I think it’s a cool idea and a fun thing to do and we get to like save our memories in a way.” “Yeah I guess…” I said, wondering if it was a good idea or not.

*Later that day*

“(Y/N) say hi!” “H- Calum what are you doing?! No! Don’t film me!” I yelled, hiding yourself from Calum’s camera’s view. “Babe come here! Don’t run away from me” He said, laughing and running after me. “You didn’t warn me!” “I’m not supposed to, it’s a vlog!” I ran from Calum, looking everywhere and trying to find a place to hide, choosing the back of the couch as a first instinct. I could hear his footsteps closing in on me.

(Y/N), you can’t hide from me!” I remained silent. “Ha! Found you!” I looked up to see a smiling Calum Hood pointing his iPhone at me. Might as well face the beast, I thought, getting up. “Say hi” Calum ordered. “Hi…” I said, waving slightly and ending up laughing. “I hate you.” I continued, walking past Calum and making my way to the kitchen. “So now I’m guessing (Y/N) is gonna make some food and all that good stuff.” Calum talked to the camera, following me like a puppy into the kitchen. He then pointed the camera to me. “What are you making?” “I’m still thinking. What do we have?” “I think we still have some chicken legs in the freezer.” “Ok, so we have chicken and……. Spaghetti. Chicken and spaghetti?” I asked, looking at Calum for any sign of objection. None, so let’s start the cooking.

“Where are your tunes?” Calum asked, slightly disappointed. “My what?” “Your tunes! You always cook with music!” “Oh, my tunes! I thought you said my queues.” “Oh my god what?” Calum bursted into laughter. “With that accent, what do you expect?” “Tunes has nothing to do with queues.” Calum was almost clutching his stomach from all this laughter. It wasn’t that funny actually. “Oh god” “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining about your accent I love it but sometimes, like when you talk super fast, I have a hard time understanding you.”

Calum shaked his head and walked to the other room, taking his dreadful iPhone with him and leaving me in the kitchen cooking our dinner. I grabbed my phone, putting some music on and ‘Love Is On The Radio’ by McFly started playing. I love this song so I couldn’t help but sing along to the lyrics.

“She’s singing right now, she’s gonna be so mad at me for filming this” Calum whispered into the camera. “What was that Cal?” I asked, turning around and seeing Calum with his iPhone pointed at me and with big eyes like a deer in the lights of an oncoming bus. Like he just got caught in the act.

“Were you filming me?!” “No….?” “You’re so dead!” “And on that note, bye guys and see you later if I make it out alive, love you!” 

written by: Rita

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Road trip

It was raining. Heavily. It felt like the car window was going to crack open because of how hard the water would pour on the glass. You were still wondering why the hell did you accept to go with Michael with such weather. Plus, it was really dark.

20 minutes had passed since you got in that car with Michael. And he was the one who was driving, which made you consider twice the answer you gave him. Truth to be told, he wasn't the greatest driver around. And his lack of guidance made things worse. He wanted to take you somewhere, but never told you where he was heading. You insisted, but he didn't say one word about it. So now you were with Michael inside the car, apparently heading nowhere.

"I'm pretty sure it was this way" just like you expected, Michael got lost.

"I knew this was going to happen. If you had told me where we were going I could have helped you" he got you both lost so many times you wouldn't get mad at him anymore.

"No, I got this, I know how to get there" looking outside, Michael searched for directions.

You shrugged and looked outside, trying to recognize any type of building, so you wouldn't feel so lost.

"I really hope you know where we are, because right now I feel like we're in the middle of nowhere.

"Um..." he looked at you with an awkward look on his face.

"Michael!" you stared back at him and complained. "So now we're lost and I can barely see anything!"

Michael stopped the car to look around and faced you.

"Hey, we couldn't go outside anyway, so we better just stay here for a while and enjoy the moment"

It was definitely warmer inside the car, and the sound of the rain pouring would always make you feel a lot better.

Without leaving the vehicle, Michael found a way to the backseat.

"What are you doing?" you asked curiously.

"What? You don't expect me to be that far away from you there, do you? Come here" he patted the seat beside him, so you would join him.

You did as you were told and joined him in the backseat. Just as you sat down, he took your head in his hands and kissed you firmly, slowly taking his body onto yours. You placed both of your hands on Michael's back, underneath his shirt, your cold skin touching his. You were now laying down on the backseat, as he moved from your lips to your neck, allowing you to breathe.

"So this was your plan all along" you finally managed to speak up.

"You act like you didn't expect it from me" Michael pulled out to answer you with a smirk.

"Maybe" you smiled and pulled your lips back against his heavily.

The moment was heating up, but Michael had other plans in his mind.

"We should probably take this to the bedroom" he got off of you and went back to the driver's seat.

You joined him in the front as Michael drove off back home.

written by: Danielle

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Paint

“We have to paint this whole house?!” “No, Cal. Just the living room and our bedroom.” Calum sighed, picking up a brush and dipping it into the paint. “….for now” I whispered. “What?!” Calum asked in shock. He wasn’t the handy man type of boyfriend, since I almost had to drag him with me to our new apartment to help me with the painting. We recently decided to move in together but the furniture didn’t come for at least a week and a half, so on the bright side, it allowed us, well, me, more time to figure out what colours would best suit our new home.

“Did you expect me to paint this house alone?!” I asked him. “I can’t do this by myself, babe. It’ll take me ages and besides, I need your opinion. This isn’t just my house, it’s our house, Cal” “Fine, but you’ll have to reward me later.” Calum said, smirking cheekily. “Seriously, is that all you think of” ”Well…” Calum said, slightly nodding. “Calum!!” “What? You love me anyways” “And what makes you so sure?” I asked, slowly walking towards him a trying to beat him at his own game. “Is that a trick question?” Calum asked, facing me as he realized what I was doing. “Well…” I said, closing the distance between us. “It depends” I leaned in very slowly, a few centimetres keeping us apart. Calum smirked and I could tell he liked this side of me. Little did he know I had another situation in mind. Just as we were about to kiss, I smudged paint on his cheek, causing him to yell my name in realization of what had just happened.

Before approaching him, I sneakly stoked my brush on my hand, leaving some paint on it. Calum imediatly tried to clean the paint off his ckeek but failed because the paint had almost dried.

I, on the other hand, couldn’t stop laughing at him and at his groans of frustration and his narrowed eyebrows. Calum looked at me with a serious face, but I could tell he was trying not to laugh. He stared at me and then at the paint on the floor and then at me. “Calum, no.” I said, backing away from him. He walked to the paint and bent down. “No, babe I’m so sorry please Calum no no” but he wouldn’t have it. He stared at me right in my eyes and dug his hand in the paint, covering his skin completely. He then stood up and walked towards me with a devilish smirk plastered on his face. I tried backing away but I hit the wall instead. I then tried fleeing to the door but Calum started running and cupped my cheeks, covering them with paint. “No no no stop Calum!” “You like that!?” Calum yelled and laughed at the same time. I just stood there giving him a blank stare.I pushed the hair that had fallen out of my ponytail out of my face and pushed him to the side, running to the paint. “Oh, it’s on!” I said, taking some paint and smudging it on his toned torso.

“Oh no you did not!” Calum yelled looking at my artwork on his torso. “Oh yes I did!” I said. Calum got even more paint and threw it at my chest. I gasped and threw some paint at him, starting the paint war.

“I surrender!” I yelled as Calum pushed me to the floor and hovered over me. We were covered from head to toe in paint and I was afraid we wouldn’t have enough paint left.  We were laughing our butts off from just our ridiculous appearences alone. 

"C'mon" I said pushing him off. "We have work to do."

written by: Rita

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“I’m so sick of everything, the backstabbing, the bitching, the schemes, the pressure, everything. I don’t think I can handle this shit for much longer” Michael stayed silent, holding me and rubbing my back, trying to relax me. “It’s ok” “No it’s not, it’s every single day, every single hour!” Michael just rubbed my back and held me tight. “Let’s run away.” He said after a few minutes. “What?” “You heard me, lets run away” “Michael I can’t just run away. I have school and my family. And plus, running away from my problems won’t make them go away” “Yeah but it’ll make you forget about them for a while.” “Michael this is crazy, you can’t be serious” “I am. Maybe not run away forever but for maybe like a week.” “But I’ve told you I have school” “Well skipping a week won’t hurt, will it?” “No it won’t, bu-“ “What are you so afraid of? I’m going back on tour next week and you could come with me.” “Just come on tour with you, just like that? Where will I sleep? I can’t afford the hotel or a plane ticket and-“ “Let me handle that! And do you really think I can go on tour and leave my bestfriend suffering and crying herself to sleep? Of course not! You’re coming with me.” Michael stared at me dead in the eyes, showing me how serious he was. “What will I tell my mom?” “(Y/N) you worry too much, I’ll talk to her and try and make her understand, if she doesn’t let you, then yolo! You deserve a break!” “I..I uhhh” “I’ll take that as a yes”

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7 minutes in heaven

It was a dark and stormy night. Seven people inside a house. There was not much to do, since you couldn’t go outside. Ashton invited you over, and you brought two friends along, because you didn’t want to go alone. Being alone with four boys surely didn’t make you feel 100% comfortable. And seven people is always better than only five.

The house was a really quiet place. Surprisingly quiet for a house with that many people inside. The fireplace would keep the rooms warm.

“Well I’m bored, we should play something” Michael was right, you had to heat things up to make everything interesting.

“We should play spin the bottle!” Luke suggested, but immediately regretted it.

“That’s dumb, how about 7 minutes in heaven? It surely makes things more interesting” Calum was always taking things to a whole new level.

Since there weren’t any better suggestions, the boys gathered around in a circle and you grabbed an empty bottle and placed it in the centre. Each boy was to spend 7 minutes inside the closet with one girl. You didn’t want to go first, so you let one of your friends take the place. The first boy chosen was Luke, so Ashton, Calum and Michael were still to be chosen. You insisted to go second, and Ashton made the bottle spin. It pointed at Calum.

After the first couple, you got up and followed Calum inside the closet. Ashton was getting too excited over the game, and he led you and Calum inside and closed the door. The closet was big enough for both of you to be able to sit down and barely had any light going through. You sat on the ground, while Calum stood up.

“Are you just going to spend 7 minutes there?” you looked at Calum, who didn’t seem like he was going to sit down anytime soon.

“There’s barely any room for me to sit, you’re occupying the whole thing” his cold answer made you a bit annoyed.

“Well, sorry if the closet isn’t made for your huge legs” you got up, angry.

“This is supposed to be a fun game, so I’m not going to go deeper into this” Calum stood back, with his right shoulder against the wall to support his body weight.

He had a point, it was supposed to be a fun game. So you stood up and leaned your back against the wall.

“Now I can’t see your face” the closet was too dark, and the light coming through wasn’t enough.

“I can’t see myself either” even though you could barely see a thing, you saw Calum looking at you, trying to contain his laugh, which made you smile and burst out laughing.

Since the closet was rather small, your bodies were almost touching each other, even though you were both leaning against opposite walls.

“I have no idea how long we’ve been here” you tried to make up how much time you both had left, but you weren’t allowed any watches, to make things more interesting.

“Doesn’t matter anyway, since they’re not going to let us out until they want to” Calum leaned away from the wall “and you should consider getting a wardrobe makeover, there’s a lot of clothes in here” he tried to move away some clothes to give him space to move.

“Hey, my clothes are just fine!” you grabbed a jacket standing next to you and threw it against Calum’s chest.

“You’ll pay for this!” he grabbed your wrists and pushed them against the wall, so you weren’t able to defend yourself. You didn’t even try to move away, though.

Calum leaned in and kissed you lightly, letting go of your wrists, placing one hand on the side of your head and the other one against the wall. With your hands free, you rested both on Calum’s chest. Lightly soon turned into passionate, as he collided his body against yours firmly. The warmth of his body sent a shiver through your body.

“Time’s up!” Michael knocked on the door and waited for you to come out.

You both took a while to leave the closet, but eventually made it through. You both sat down, joining the others. You had the option to tell everyone what happened or just keep it a secret, and you both decided those seven minutes should be just between you two.

written by: Danielle

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Sofa

I woke up from another movie night, feeling a slight shift under me. As I rubbed the sleep away from my eyes, I noticed the warm figure beneath sending light snores into the air, hair all messy and curly just like a poodle, eyes peacefully closed sound asleep. I didn’t want to disturb him and wake him from his slumber but my legs were numb and I had to get up. Failing my attempts to keep my boyfriend asleep, I heard a deep groan coming from beneath me and felt his arms wrapping around my waist, preventing my movements.

“No.” He groaned, tightning his embrace. “Ashton I have to stretch my legs.” I giggled, trying to wiggle my way out of his arms. “Fine. I actually have to get up as well. This is a comfy sofa, just not for sleeping.” He chuckled, stretching his arms and yawning, rubbing his eyes and pushing his hair out of the way.

“I agree. I can barely move my neck.” I said, making my way to the kitchen to get some food for us both. I started by turning the toaster and the kettle on and then grabbing some bread and two mugs. Toast and tea was normally our breakfast of choice, with the occasional pancakes and waffles. As I reached for the butter and vegemite, two strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist. Ashton nuzzled his face where my neck met my shoulder, inhaling the smell of the jam he most certainly loved very much.

“Mmmm vegemite, there’s nothing better than vegemite. I could eat a whole jar of it.” “Oh I know, I’ve seen it.” I felt him chuckling, as he gently swayed us side to side, humming a tune in my ear.

“You know, the sofa is getting cold.” I said, pouring the hot water into the mugs filled with tea tags. “Are you trying to get rid of me?” Ashton teased. “I just don’t want to sit on a cold sofa, since it’s freazing outside.” Ashton groaned like a little boy and kissed my cheek “Well hurry up then.” He said, taking his toast and mug with him and placing the cuttlery on the coffee table, wrapping himself in the blanket we were using.

“Hey what about me? You’re using almost all of the blanket!” I said, making my way to the sofa he was occupying. “No I’m not, look!” He said, opening the blanket and making room for me so I could sit inbetween his legs. I gently took my position assembled by Ashton, carefully trying not to hit his mug accidentally and burning our skins. As soon as I rested my back against his front, I imediately felt his warmth and safety. Ashton had that effect of me: he would always make me feel safe just with his touch and smile and I love him for that and for many other reasons, including his childlike banter.

“Love you” he said, kissing the back of my neck tenderly. I responded saying “Love you too curly”, turning my head so I was facing him and leaning in, placing a soft kiss on his lips. He then took the oportunity to catch me by surprise and kiss me on the nose, making me giggle and snuggle deeper into his embrace. We stayed like this the whole day, watching Friends and chilling, just like two lazy couch potatoes.

written by: Rita

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Scary Thoughts

It was a chilly night, a light jumper or a blanket felt good while covering the exposed skin. I was holding a hot mug of tea, trying to warm up my fingers while concentrating on the fire in front of me. We were sited around the small fire, forming a nice circle. Everyone was quite hypnotized by the crackling wood, by the flames dancing with the wind and the calm and intoxicating atmosphere that was formed that night. From time to time someone did speak and shared a thought, those thoughts you wouldn’t normally share, a secret was reveled and there was no judgment by anyone. We were in sync, thinking deep in our minds and trying to reach a place of peace.

Remembering the advice once a friend gave me, I told everyone to write on a piece of paper something they regretted doing, something bad that had happen and they couldn’t let go. Thinking about those type of thing made everyone quite emotional. A small and shy tear came out of my eyes without my permission and at that moment I felt a hand covering mine, when I looked up I saw Ashton’s eyes, which were also blurry given the tears falling. One at the time everyone throw their bad memories to the fire and watched them disappear forever.

After sharing such a strong moment we decided to dance around the fire, like a tribe would, making sounds, singing and enjoying the moment and company of each other.

Later that night I went back to my seat and placed some wood to keep the fire alive. Once again I let myself be transported to another world, somewhere inside me. And once again Ashton was beside me. We were both alone and he was sad, he was forced to think about repressed thoughts and probably what he wrote down on that piece of paper was really strong. I asked him about it, he stayed in silence for a while, took a deep breath and them he started to talk, he talked about everything. We sat there for hours, talking, listening, connecting.

When there was nothing more to say he gave me the biggest smile:

-Thank you.

Ashton and I were really close friends but from that night on something changed, I knew him, I truly knew him, and he was not freaked out about it. He then got up and made me move to get closer to him, really close. He held one hand on mine near his chest and another one keeping us close by placing it on my waist. I moved my head to his chest, listening to his heartbeat and watching our locked hands and the way he made small circles with his thumb on my skin.

-I know you have a lot inside you but I’m here for you. And we are going to stay this way forever. – he said against my hair. I couldn’t stop a smile, he was my wall and my guardian.

-I love you. – I finally admitted. He pulled a little bit away and looked me in the eyes looking for some kind of proof I wasn’t lying. Ashton then smiled, happier than I had ever seen him:

-Oh God, I love you too. 

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Nerf guns

“No no no, don’t shoot!”

I panicked while Michael was on the bed, holding the Nerf gun, pointing in my direction, as soon as I entered the room. I covered my face quickly and faced Michael backwards so I wouldn’t hurt myself. This Nerf addiction was starting to get out of control, and the house soon turned into a warzone, filled with guns around each room. Some people go to parties, we stay up late trying to shoot each other down. At first it was hard to keep up with all of this, but I soon learned how to defend myself. Just like in a battle zone, a weapon is required so you can defend yourself.

“Where is my black jumper?” he asked me, while still pointing the gun at me.

“I don’t know, why don’t you go look for it yourself?” I made my way to the closet to grab a pillow.

“I’ll ask it again, WHERE is my jumper?” this time he was standing up.

“I have no idea, it’s your jumper, and you should know where you put it” I took a step back.

“EXACTLY, my jumper, my clothing, you’re not supposed to wear it” he looked at me more carefully “I know you’re the one who took it, where it is?” he approached me, taking a step forward.

He wasn’t being totally serious, and neither was I. We were just enjoying the teasing.

“I swear it wasn’t me, I didn’t wear it” of course he wasn’t going to believe what I was saying. But at least I tried.

“Then who did it? The neighbour’s dog?”

I admit, when Michael’s shirts disappear, the blame is usually on me. But this time it wasn’t my fault.

“Probably” I said jokingly, trying to break the tension.

He approached me vigorously, so our bodies were inches away. I tried to step away from him, but the wall stopped me. He was a lot taller than me, so he had everything in his favour.

“I’m going to ask this one more time, where did you hide it?” he wasn’t going to give up until I admitted I was the one who took it, but why would I lie about something I didn’t do?

“I’m telling you it wasn’t me!” even if I said it a million times, he wouldn’t believe me.

He eventually gave up asking the same question and remained quiet, placing one hand against the wall, right beside my ear. I looked up and his eyes were focusing on my figure. He dropped the gun calmly.

“I know you didn’t take it” a smile grew on his face.

“So you were just joking around, huh? WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!” I almost yelled in his face.

He was still smiling when he kissed me harshly. His body pressed against mine and my back still facing the wall. I had no space to move, so he was in control. Both of his hands were now on the wall, and I was standing right between them. As the moment got tenser and deeper, Ashton showed up at the door.

“Condoms can be found on that second drawer!” he giggled.

Ashton really enjoys to ruin these moments. I’m getting used to it, though.

“SHUT UP” Michael looked at Ashton, picked the gun up from the floor and shot Ashton. Or at least tried.

“HA, you broke it! You better be careful now!” Ashton teased Michael and ran out.

“What is wrong with this thing, YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO SHOOT” he was already annoyed about Ashton’s surprise appearance, and the gun problem wasn’t helping.

“You pulled the trigger way too hard, of course it is broken!” I tried to help him fix it, but there was nothing I could do.

“Doesn’t matter anyway” Michael threw the gun across the room, pulling me closer and kissing me again.

written by: Danielle

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