Calum

I sat on my laptop, scrolling through my laptop when my phone buzzed. I looked down at it.

Calum: Can I see you?

Y/N: Why?

Calum: You know why ;).

I sighed. This was the day that I was going to end the fucking about with Calum. I looked down at my phone.

Y/N: Fine, I'll be there soon.

I grabbed my keys and my jacket before heading out of my dorm. My breath exploded in clouds into the night sky as I walked along to Calum's dorm. I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. The door opened and Calum quickly pulled me inside before shutting the door. He turned to me and pinned me against the wall before smashing our lips together.

"Calum, stop." I mumbled, though struggling to get the words past his lips.

"Why? Babe, you know you want me." He smirked as his lips moved to my neck.

"Calum." I spat. He stopped and looked up at me.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking at me with concerned eyes. I sighed and looked down.

"I didn't come here to hook up with you, I came here to end...whatever this is." I admitted. His eyes widened.

"What? Why?" he scoffed. I sighed again.

"Because I'm not the type of girl who is okay with being a booty call. I mean, the first time we did this, I thought it meant something but it obviously didn't, and then you kept asking me back, so I kept thinking it meant something, until I realised that I was just someone for you to get off with." I rambled. He nodded and sighed as he sat down on his bed.

"You're not meant to be just a booty call." He shrugged.

"What?" I asked, making him groan.

"I like you. I like you, a lot, but I've never had the balls to admit it and it was always easier to say that it meant nothing, than to admit that I like you." He admitted. I sat down next to him.

"Do you mean that?" I asked. He looked at me.

"Of course." He scoffed.

"Well, how about we continue this, but add in dates and spending real time together as well." I smiled. He returned it.

"I would like that." He nodded.

"Now, where were we?" he smirked as he kissed me again. I smiled into it as he pushed me back so that I was lying on the bed as he crawled over me.

Luke

I walked up my path and rushed to get my keys out.

"Y/N, please just wait!" Luke yelled as he rushed up behind me.

"Why?! So that you can confirm that you slept with someone else?" I spat as I opened the door and tried to slam it, but Luke caught it.

"Y/N, for fucks sake, you're being so immature." He spoke as he shut the door.

"What's immature is lying to your girlfriend!" I hissed.

"I'm not lying to you, I didn't sleep with her, I've done absolutely nothing with her, Calum can confirm that!" he retaliated. I sighed as I looked at him.

"Now, how about we just sort this out like adults, and forgive and forget." He smirked as he cupped my cheek and brought my face closer. I moved out of his grip.

"Surely, you can't think that we'll just have sex and everything will be fine." I scoffed. He paused.

"Well, that was what I was hoping would happen-." I groaned.

"Okay, I'm going to stop joking now, this is me being serious." He spoke as he stepped forward and took my hands. I looked up at him.

"I love you, okay? And to be honest, you're the only person I can be me around. When I'm with you, I can leave my fuckboy reputation at the door, and just be me, and that's one of the reasons I love you." He said, making me sigh.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm not lying and I'm honestly not sure how that rumour started, but that's all it is. A rumour. I would never even dream of cheating on you, I love you too much to hurt you." He reassured. I smiled at him.

"We okay?" he asked.

"We're okay." I nodded. He smiled before leaning down and pressing our lips together.

"Now, how about that makeup sex?" he smirked. I chuckled at him.

"Okay then." I sighed teasingly. He grinned before kissing me again and lifting me up.

Michael

I sat at my desk, studying as the sweet sound of "All Time Low" filled my ears. Suddenly, I felt something move behind me. I took my earphones out and looked behind me.

"Jesus, Michael!" I yelled as he stood there.

"Hey." He smiled as he sat down on my bed. I sighed at him and crossed my arms over my chest.

"What?" he asked. I scoffed at him.

"You really don't know, do you?" I asked, making him shake his head.

"I had another sorority sister running to me in tears because she hooked up with a certain Michael Clifford, which she thought meant something, but you shot her down like you've shot down the eighteen girls before her." I spoke.

"Oh, yeah, her." He nodded. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You don't even know her name, do you?" I asked. He scoffed.

"I do, it's...um...it's...Brittany." He spoke.

"Not even close." I shook my head, making him groan.

"It doesn't matter." He sighed.

"It does, Michael. Believe it or not, those girls who you've been fucking have feelings and it's more than just a hook-up to some of them." I shrugged.

"What should I do about it?" he asked.

"I don't know, get yourself a girlfriend, someone who you actually like and isn't just there to get you off." I suggested.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked. My eyes widened.

"I didn't mean me-."

"Why not? I see the way you look at me, and I feel the same way." He admitted. I gulped.

"Okay. As long as you're serious about this, then yes, I'll be your girlfriend." I nodded. He smiled before pressing our lips together.

Ashton

I groaned as I saw the text I had just received from my mum, saying that she couldn't pick me up from school. I sighed as rain started to pour down.

"Fucking brilliant." I muttered as I started to walk in the rain. I clutched myself, shivering as I walked along the street. Suddenly, a car rolled up next to me. My eyes widened as I saw who it was.

"Hey, babe, you need a ride?" Ashton smiled.

"Um, no." I fake-smiled.

"Oh, come on, baby girl, I don't bite." He chuckled.

"Well, I do if you want me to." He smirked. I sighed before opening the door and climbing in. He smiled at me.

"Don't think that this is going to lead to anything." I mumbled.

"Why would it lead to anything?" he asked.

"Because apparently, you fucked the last girl who got into your car." I sighed.

"Nothing will happen if you don't want it to." He promised as he started to drive.

"Y/N, can I ask you something?" he asked.

"I guess." I shrugged.

"What do you think of me?" he asked, looking at me.

"Why do you care?" I scoffed.

"Please just answer the question." He chuckled.

"Well, I mean, you're a massive fuckboy and-."

"Okay, put my fuckboy reputation to one side to answer this. What do you think of me?" he asked again. I thought for a moment.

"I don't know, I don't really know you." I spoke.

"See, that's the issue here. You don't know me. And I'd like to change that." He smiled.

"What?" I scoffed.

"I'd like to go out with you, and get to know you more." He spoke as we stopped in front of my house.

"What do you say?" he asked. I nodded.

"Okay, sure, I'd like that." I spoke.

"Great. I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled before leaning in and kissing my cheek.