Calum

I walked through the school corridors, clutching my books tightly against my chest. Suddenly, I was shoved against the lockers as my books scattered across the floor.

"Hey, babe." Charlie whispered in my ear.

"I'm not your babe, Charlie." I spat, squirming in his grip.

"Of course, you are, sweetheart." He chuckled.

"I broke up with your sorry ass, remember?" I hissed at him.

"No, I don't recall that happening." He mocked.

"Look, Charlie, just leave me alone, we're not going out anymore and to be honest, I regret dating you in the first place." I hissed, making his expression turn angry.

"How dare you, I'm going to make you pay for that-."

"I'm going to give you half a second to get your slimy hands off of my girlfriend." I whipped my head around to see Calum standing there.

"You're dating Hood now? Wow, your standards are low-."

"Piss off, Charlie." Calum spat as he ripped Charlie off of me and threw him to the floor.

"If you pull a stunt like that on Y/N again, I will find you and I'll break you." He threatened before looping his arm over my shoulder.

"Thanks." I muttered as we started to walk away.

"Anything for my girl." He smiled as he kissed the top of my head.

Luke

Luke and I walked hand in hand through the shopping centre, trying to decide where to eat.

"How about Panda Express?" Luke suggested.

"As much as I know that you would love me to be, I'm not Michael." I chuckled, but soon stopped as I saw my ex approaching us.

"Luke-."

"I know, I see him." He spoke calmly.

"Hey baby girl. It's been a while." He smirked.

"Don't call me that." I spat.

"I can call whatever the hell I want." He chuckled at us.

"No, you can't." Luke spoke as he stood in front of me.

"Aww, your little boyfriend is defending you! How cute!" he laughed, trying to undermine Luke and intimidate him, even though Luke was a good few inches taller.

"Look, we don't want any trouble, so I'm going to give you one more chance to walk away." Luke replied. My ex scoffed at us.

"Whatever. Your loss, baby, your loss." He sneered as he walked away.

"You alright, babe?" Luke asked.

"Yeah, thanks for defending me." I sighed, making him smile as he kissed me.

Michael

Michael and I were sat on the sofa when the doorbell rang. I stood up.

"That'll be the pizza." I smiled as I went to open it. But as soon as I swung the door open, I wished that I had left it shut.

"Hey sweet cheeks. Did you miss me?" Stephen smirked.

"Leave." I spat, making him laugh.

"You're more hostile than I remember." He chuckled.

"Being cheated on does that to a person." I snapped.

"Whatever, baby. Let me in, would you?" he asked, making me stop him.

"You're not even stepping foot on my carpet." I hissed.

"Who's this, babe?" Michael asked as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

"This is my cheating ex-boyfriend." I spoke.

"And who are you?" Stephen scoffed.

"I'm the current, loyal boyfriend." Michael responded.

"Now, I heard Y/N asking you to leave, twice, so I think it's best if you do." Michael nodded.

"If you heard that, you need to get your ears checked." Stephen smirked.

"I don't think so. Leave, or I'll call the police." Michael threatened.

"Fine, fine, I'll go. But this isn't over." Stephen shouted as he walked down the drive.

"It is, Stephen. Move on." I spat as I shut the door.

"Sorry about him." I sighed as I wrapped my arms around Michael's waist.

"It's okay, babe. I'm just glad you're with me and not him." He chuckled before kissing me.

Ashton

"Was I right when I said this café was really nice, or was I right?" Ashton chuckled.

"You were right. This place is good." I agreed as Ashton and I sat in the café window, sharing a chocolate muffin.

"But that place on fifth avenue-."

"Y/N, babe, is that you?" I cut was off by Spencer standing over the table with a smirk on his lips.

"Hello." I sighed, putting down my fork. He looked at Ashton.

"Who's this, sweetheart? Brother, cousin-."

"Boyfriend." Ashton smiled sarcastically.

"Huh. Didn't think you would move on so fast." Spencer muttered.

"Sorry, didn't realise that I was the one in the relationship who cheated." I replied sarcastically.

"Oh, my god, babe, it was, like, one kiss, get over it already." He huffed.

"Okay, you need to stop calling my girlfriend "babe"." Ashton spoke as he stood from the table. Spencer scoffed at him, even though it was obvious that Ashton could beat the shit out of him easily.

"What are you going to do if I don't?" he smirked.

"Look, I don't want any trouble, I'm just trying to enjoy a date with my girlfriend. But if you insist on being difficult, I can easily call security and get you removed." Ashton nodded. Stephen looked at me.

"You believe this guy?" he asked.

"Oh, I believe him." I smiled, making him scoff before walking away.

"No wonder you broke up with him, he's a complete ass." Ashton chuckled.

"Yeah, sorry about him." I laughed.

"It's all good." He smiled.

Michael

I stood at my locker, sorting through my books. I smiled as I felt an arm curl around my waist.

"Hey, babe-oh." I looked up to see that it wasn't Michael, but instead my ex, Charlie.

"Um, hey, Charlie." I spoke slowly as I moved out of his grip.

"Hey, baby girl." He smirked, wrapping his arm around my waist again.

"Don't call me baby girl." I sighed, moving once again.

"Why not? I used to call you it all the time." He shrugged.

"Yeah, when we were dating, I'm someone else's baby girl now. And whilst we're talking about this, you need to get your hands off of me." I scoffed.

"Oh yeah? Who's going to stop me?" he smirked as he held me again.

"That would be me." I turned around to see Michael stood there.

"Oh, thank god." I sighed in relief as I moved out of Charlie's grip and walked to Michael. He took my face in his hands.

"You okay?" he asked, looking at me with concerned eyes.

"Yeah." I nodded, smiling gently. He returned it before looking up at Charlie.

"If I see you touch my girlfriend again, or if I hear that you've been calling her baby girl, I'll beat the shit out of you. I'm the only one who can call her baby girl, so back the fuck off." Michael spat. Charlie looked at him with wide eyes.

"Am I clear?" he snapped, making him gulp.

"Am I fucking clear?" he spat. Charlie nodded and rolled his eyes before turning and walking away. I sighed as I looked at Michael.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"No bother, babe. No one touches my girl, and no one calls you baby girl. Apart from me, of course." He chuckled. I returned it before leaning up and pecking his lips.