Calum

I opened my eyes groggily and looked around. I yawned as I looked at the time. 6:30am. I groaned as I sat up and looked at Calum's side of the bed to see it empty. I got up and pulled Calum's flannel on over my underwear before opening the bedroom door and walking out. My eyebrows furrowed as I saw two pairs of legs hanging down from the sofa. I rolled my eyes as I walked towards it.

"Luke, take your girl to your room-." My eyes widened as Calum shot up and his eyes widened as he saw me. I gulped as the girl sat up too.

"What the fuck is going on here?" I spat. The girl looked at Calum.

"You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend." She scoffed before moving from underneath him and grabbing her stuff.

"I'm sorry." She said to me, an apologetic look in her eyes as she left the apartment. Tears pricked my eyes and I looked at Calum.

"Well?" I choked. He sighed and stood up.

"I'm sorry, I got really hammered last night, and sort of brought her home." He admitted quietly.

"But you're sober now, so why the fuck were you about to have a round two with her?" I snapped. He sighed and looked down.

"I'm sorry...I really am." He mumbled. I shook my head as tears ran down my face and I grabbed my bag.

"Where are you going-."

"I'll pick my stuff up tomorrow. Goodbye, Calum." I choked before shutting the door.

~One month later~

Calum's P.O.V

Calum slowly opened his eyes and groaned at his massive hangover. He looked around slowly, tears pricking his eyes at the sight of Y/N's side of the bed, empty. He picked his phone up and dialled her number again before putting the phone to his ear.

"Hey...it's me...voicemail again, like every time for the past four weeks." He mumbled.

"I'm sorry. I know that nothing can forgive what I did to you, but she was just a meaningless hook-up, someone I picked up at the bar. I was too drunk to remember that I had a sister, let alone a girlfriend, and now...I'm making up excuses." He sighed.

"Just please call me back. I love you, Y/N, and I know that I completely destroyed us, but you mean the world to me. You are my world." He muttered.

"I'm going to go now, because this is pointless. I just want you to always remember something." He finished.

"I love you."

Luke

"I'm home!" I yelled as I shut the front door and put my bag down.

"Luke?" I called out. Nothing. I sighed as I wandered through the house, trying to find him. My eyebrows furrowed as I saw the bedroom door open slightly. I opened it further and my breath hitched. Tears pricked my eyes at the sight of Luke kissing the girl who lay underneath him on the bed.

"Luke?" I choked. He shot up and his eyes widened.

"Babe...you weren't meant to be home until tomorrow." He gulped.

"Oh, well, I'm sorry that I didn't give you enough time to cheat on me." I snapped.

"Baby, that's not what it's like-."

"Luke, your shirt is off, so is hers, you were kissing her and were on top of her. That sounds like cheating." I choked. He rushed to me and took my hand.

"Baby-."

"No." I shook my head as I tore my hand out of his.

"Y/N..." he choked.

"I'm done." I sniffed before rushing out of the room.

"Y/N, please, I'm sorry."

"No, Luke. We're over." I choked before grabbing my bag and rushing out of the house.

~Two months later~

Luke's P.O.V

"Mate, wake up."

"Luke."

"Get the hell up, man."

Luke groggily opened his eyes as he saw the boys in his room, picking up the several empty bottles that used to contain alcohol. He pulled his face away from his tear-soaked pillow and rubbed his eyes as he sat up.

"What happened?" he grumbled.

"We don't know, we only just got here, but by the looks of it, you got drunk again last night." Calum sighed. He returned it and nodded.

"We've lost count of how many nights you've done this since Y/N left, mate, you need to stop-."

"I can't." Luke interrupted.

"Why not?" Ashton asked after a moment.

"I haven't gotten her out of my head yet." He mumbled.

"And you're never going to." Michael sighed. Luke groaned as he rubbed his head.

"It's all my fault. I cheated on her and broke her heart, all for a meaningless hook-up." He choked, making the boys sigh.

"Let's get you cleaned up, mate, you're going to hurt yourself if you step on one of these bottles." Michael spoke as he started to pick up the bottles again.

"Okay." Luke nodded as he slowly climbed out of bed and held his head in his hands.

Michael

Tears ran down my face as I sat on the sofa, rolling my wedding ring in between my fingers. I just stared at the silver colour of the metal as Michael sighed.

"Please put your wedding ring back on." He choked.

"I can't when I know that you got someone else pregnant." I sniffed.

"I didn't mean to. We used protection every time, we were careful-."

"You shouldn't have had to be careful, you shouldn't have been with her in the first place, you are a husband, Michael and you're going to be a dad to our child in a matter of months." I spat, looking at him through watery eyes. He bit his lip and nodded as he looked down.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

"Just tell me why you did it." I choked, making him sigh.

"The boys and I were in LA, and we were at a bar. She bought me a drink, one thing led to another, and then we kept meeting up. I guess that during one of our hook-ups, she got pregnant." He mumbled. More tears rolled down my cheeks as I stood up and headed for the door.

"Babe-." I shut the door.

Michael's P.O.V

Michael sat on the sofa, tears streaming down his face as he tightly gripped the bottle of vodka in his hand whilst staring at the photo of him and Y/N on their wedding day. He looked at the time. 1:30am. He looked at the door, begging for it to open and for Y/N to walk in. Suddenly, he spotted something. He rushed to the table by the door and his breath hitched as Y/N's wedding ring sat on it. He gently picked it up and studied it.

"No, no, no." he mumbled.

"NO!" he screamed, whipping around and throwing the vodka bottle against the wall, making it smash and spread over the floor.

"Y/N...no." he cried as he sank to the floor and held his head in his hands.

Ashton

I stared at my phone, tears rolling down my cheeks as I looked at the photo of Ashton kissing the girl. I bit my lip in an effort to suppress more tears as they both smiled into the kiss, him biting her lip slightly and kissing her in a more passionate way than he'd ever kissed me. I tried to ignore the image of his hands under her shirt, holding her hips the way he held mine. I looked up as I heard the front door open. Ashton walked in and shut it before putting down his suitcase.

"Hey, babe." He smiled but that faltered as he saw me crying.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" he asked as he rushed to me and took my face.

"Don't." I choked as I moved out of his grip.

"What's wrong-."

"I've seen the photos of you and that girl kissing." I spat. His eyes widened.

"What?" he asked. I scoffed and shook my head as I shoved my phone into his hands. He looked down at it and his eyes widened further.

"Why?" I choked.

"I'm sorry...I was lonely, she was too, we just...we hit it off." He admitted. I choked and shook my head as I stood up.

"I'm done, Ashton. I'm done." I decided as I stood up and walked out of the apartment.

~One month later~

Ashton's P.O.V

"Mate, you should slow down." Calum spoke as Ashton downed another shot.

"I'm not stopping until I can't stand." He mumbled, grabbing another one.

"That's what you've done every night since Y/N left, this can't be healthy." Luke scoffed.

"I don't care, she...she still haunts me." He choked.

"Well, I'm not surprised, you did cheat on her-."

"I don't need fucking reminding." He spat before turning back to the shot glasses.

"What I need is to forget." He whispered before downing another shot.