Calum

The house stunk of alcohol and weed, the loud, pumping music adding to the effect of the party. I stood on the dancefloor in my black cocktail dress and dark purple stilettos as I swung my hips to the beat of the music. I glanced over at Calum, slightly pissed off that he was playing a drinking game and probably getting wasted instead of dancing with me. I decided to just enjoy myself, instead of worrying about what he was doing. I opened my eyes again and he was gone. Suddenly, I felt a familiar set of hands grip my hips as Calum started to kiss down my neck. I turned around in his arms and connected our lips.

"What made you change your mind about dancing?" I shouted over the music.

"You're getting quite a few looks from my frat brothers, so I decided to leave my mark and show them that you're mine." He yelled back, pointing to the bruise that was forming on my neck.

"Oh, so it takes you being jealous to get you out here?" I teased.

"Don't be like that, baby girl, you know that I love dancing with you." He smirked, attacking my neck again with kisses and bites and making me chuckle.

"Come on, princess, let's go to my room." He spoke in my ear before grabbing my hand and pulling me up the stairs.

Luke

It was a beautiful day and my sorority sisters and I were hanging out at my boyfriend, Luke's frat house. Sausages and burgers were being cooked on the barbeque as people splashed about in the pool with plastic cups full of alcohol. I walked around in my bikini, my top being covered with Luke's football jersey. I filled my cup with beer as Luke came up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

"You want to go in the pool, baby?" he asked, peppering light kisses along my neck.

"Not yet, babe." I spoke.

"Please?" he whined.

"I'll come in, in a bit." I chuckled.

"Fine." He sighed, placing a kiss on my shoulder before walking away. A couple of songs and a lot of beer later, I stood by the pool, watching everyone on the floats. Suddenly, Luke started to climb out of the pool, smirking at me. I realised what he was planning and my eyes widened as he raced towards me.

"No!" I screamed as I started to run away. I didn't get far before his arms wrapped around my waist and he brought my back against his wet chest.

"Luke! No!" I laughed, making him return it as he walked towards the swimming pool. I squealed as he jumped in, immersing us both in the icy water. I resurfaced to see him grinning at me.

"You're an asshole." I laughed as I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

"You love me really." He chuckled, kissing me.

Michael

I sat on my bed, writing out notes for finals. I sighed as I heard my sorority sisters arguing, yet again, about the missing tube of foundation. Suddenly, my window slid open and Michael rolled into my room.

"Shit." He mumbled as he felt onto the floor.

"There's a thing called a door, baby." I chuckled as I helped him up.

"The others didn't let me in." he huffed.

"Yeah, we're having a lockdown week, so no boyfriends allowed in the week before finals, I wish that I'd have known that before I joined." I chuckled.

"Yeah, would have been good information." He laughed as he started to walk backwards until he pinned me against the wall. He started to kiss down my neck as his hands gripped my hips. I tilted my head to give him more access.

"Mikey, stop." I muttered.

"Why, babe?" he hummed against my skin.

"You're a loud person, the others will hear." I mumbled.

"Let them hear. Then they'll know how much I need and love you." He spoke, nipping at my neck.

"Baby, I really need to study." I sighed.

"Y/N, we've had, like, a million study dates, you've got this." He muttered, making me sigh. He stopped kissing my neck and looked down at me.

"You're going to be amazing. There's no one I know who is smarter than you, and if anyone will ace those finals, it'll be you. Don't worry, babe." He soothed. I smiled at him.

"Now, you've been revising so hard, I think that you need a reward." He smirked as his eyes darkened. I returned his smirk as I jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist before he carried me towards the bed.

Ashton

Ashton and I sat on the grass outside the main building, our books and notes littered across the ground. I stared at the book on my lap, trying to memories the information.

"Y/N, I'm bored." Ashton huffed.

"Tough. Finals start tomorrow, I need to be ready." I sighed.

"You are ready, babe." He spoke.

"I'm not, though." I muttered.

"Y/N, baby, cramming isn't going to help, if you don't know it by now, you're not going to know it by tomorrow." Ashton stated.

"Thanks for that." I sighed, looking up at him.

"You know what? Fuck this." He declared, throwing the book off of my lap and laying his head there instead.

"Really, Ash?" I chuckled as I ran my fingers through his hair.

"You look nice like this." He sighed in bliss, looking up at me as he smiled. I returned it before leaning down and pressing our lips together.

"You know how you really love me?" Ashton asked.

"I'm aware of this." I replied.

"My frat brothers are throwing a party tonight, and I want you to come." He spoke sheepishly.

"Ash, I'm not going to a party the night before finals start." I scoffed.

"Please? You don't have to drink, there's going to be non-alcoholic beer, just, please. I need a date." He spoke, pouting at me. I sighed.

"Fine." I gave in. He smiled before leaning up and kissing me again.

Calum

The party had died down a while ago and I was in Calum's room. I wasn't meant to be, because the university didn't allow unisex houses, but I wouldn't be caught and it was past midnight, so I figured that I would stay over.

"Baby, where are your cigarettes?" I asked.

"I don't have any." He replied through the bathroom door. I opened the bedside table drawer and took out a box.

"Liar." I muttered as I took one out and lit it with Calum's lighter. I held it in between my lips as I shuddered. I spotted Calum's flannel on his chair, so I went over and hung it on my shoulders over my underwear. Suddenly, Calum came out and looked at me.

"You look hot as fuck, babe." He smirked as I took a bit hit of smoke.

"How do I know that you're not lying?" I taunted.

"What?" he asked.

"Well, you lied about the cigarettes. So, how do I know that you're not lying about me being hot?" I teased, breathing out the smoke. He smirked as he walked towards me, quickly pinning me up against the wall.

"How about I show you?" he spoke, ghosting his lips over mine and gently moving the flannel back so that it dropped from my shoulders. I grinned as he took the cigarette and put it to his lips before connecting our lips and blowing the smoke into my lungs.

"You're getting better at smoke tricks." I chuckled.

"Thanks." He smirked as he lifted me up and put me onto the bed before crawling over me.

Luke

I stood on the curb, waiting for Luke to drive me to our first class. I checked my phone and sighed as I saw that he was ten minutes late. As if on cue, his car rolled up and I quickly climbed in.

"Hey, baby, sorry I was late." He spoke as he kissed me.

"What took you so long?" I asked.

"I got you this." He smiled as he handed me a latte. I took it in my hands, welcoming the heat as the car started to move.

"Oh, my god, you're a lifesaver, babe." I sighed, drinking the liquid.

"So, what do you want to do tonight?" Luke asked.

"You." I joked as I sipped my coffee. Luke sighed at me as he gave me a disapproving look.

"No, I'm kidding. I don't know, what do you feel like?" I asked.

"How about Chinese?" he suggested.

"Sure. There's this new place that opened in the square, want to give it a try?" I asked.

"Sounds good." He nodded as we arrived in front of the building.

"Let's go." I spoke, getting out of the car. Luke came around and took my hand as we walked towards the building.

"By the way, were you serious about doing me?" he asked with a smirk on his lips.

"Maybe, why?" I grinned.

"Just wondering." He smirked before smacking my ass.

Michael

"Y/N, wake up." Michel shook my shoulder gently.

"Five more minutes." I muttered.

"Baby, you need to wake up." He sighed.

"Hmm." I mumbled.

"Wake up, or I'll wet-willy you." He threatened.

"I'm up!" I shot up and looked around.

"I didn't think that it was possible for someone to fall asleep in a library." He chuckled.

"Neither did I, but hey." I sighed as I rested my head on my arm.

"Finals are really getting to you, aren't they?" he asked worriedly.

"Yeah. I haven't had a solid nights' sleep in three weeks." I muttered.

"That's bad, Y/N, really bad." Michael sighed.

"Ah well, it'll all be over soon anyway." I spoke.

"That's not the right attitude to have, babe." He tutted.

"Michael, I love you, but I really don't give a shit." I muttered.

"Wow, you are cranky when you're tired." He chuckled.

"I'm sorry." I sighed.

"It's okay. Just remember that we're all in the same boat." He spoke. I nodded, smiling gently at him as I leant in and pressed my lips against his soft ones.

"I love you." I smiled.

"I love you too, baby." He spoke, gently kissing my neck.

Ashton

I lay on Ashton as we watched "The Walking Dead". He was running his fingers through my hair but then suddenly stopped.

"Baby..." Ashton muttered.

"Yeah?" I responded.

"When was the psychology assignment due?" he asked.

"Tomorrow." I replied.

"You're joking, right?" he spoke. I looked up at him.

"You haven't done it." I grinned.

"The professor is going to kill me." He stated.

"He's going to gave your head mounted on his wall." I chuckled as I turned my attention back to the TV.

"Y/N." he spoke.

"Ashton." I teased.

"Could you help me with the assignment?" he asked. I looked up at him.

"It's two fifteen in the morning, how much of an assignment do you think you're going to get done in seven hours?" I chuckled. He smirked and pulled me onto his lap.

"How about, a girl is more likely to do something if she is promised a reward?" He grinned as he started to kiss my neck.

"And what would that reward be?" I breathed.

"I have something in mind." He smirked against my neck.

"Ashton, you have a roommate." I spoke as his kisses got further down my neck.

"Michael went out with his girlfriend, they probably hooked up and they always do that at her apartment." He hummed against my skin. Suddenly, someone coughed and we whipped around to see Michael standing there.

"Hey." He smirked as he sat on his bed. I turned back to Ashton.

"I thought that you said he would be at hers." I spoke.

"Sorry." He shrugged.

Calum

Tears rolled down my face as I watched a chick flick in an attempt to get my mind off of the fight that Calum and I had had. I sighed as there was a knock on my dorm room door. I paused the movie and stood up. I opened the door and gasped.

"What happened?" I scoffed as Luke and Michael carried an unconscious Calum into my room as Ashton shut the door.

"We're assuming that you guys had a fight because he got blackout drunk." Ashton sighed. I returned it as Luke and Michael dropped Calum onto the bed, making him groan in his slumber.

"Guys, there's aspirin in both of the communal bathrooms, and I don't have any here, so please get it." I spoke.

"Look after him." Luke sighed as they started to leave.

"I always do." I nodded. He returned it before shutting my door. I groaned as I looked at Calum as he rolled over onto his front. I sighed, leaning down beside him as he opened his eyes.

"Heyy, babyy." He giggled.

"You're an asshole." I sighed, running my hands through his hair.

"I know." He nodded, rubbing his eye tiredly.

"Why did you get so drunk? You're going to really feel it tomorrow, and we've got an eight a.m. class." I spoke.

"I know, but when we fight, I get drunk, and I thought we were really over this time." He sighed, hiccupping.

"We're not over, babe. We've been together for the whole time we've been at university. We're not throwing this away just for a fight." I spoke, biting my lip. He nodded.

"I wouldn't throw youu away, you're too pretty." He giggled. I chuckled and shook my head.

"I love you." He sighed, closing his eyes slowly.

"I love you too." I nodded, pressing our lips together before standing up.

Luke

I stood in the communal laundry room, in nothing but my underwear and my oversized dress shirt. I sighed as I folded my top and put it onto the pile.

"Wow." I screamed as I turned around to see a tall blond guy standing at the door. His eyes widened at my lack of clothing as his eyes skimmed up and down my body. I did the same to him, drinking in his basketball shorts, bare chest and a beanie that sat on his head.

"Sorry, uh, I didn't mean to scare you." He gulped.

"It's okay, I just...I just didn't think that anyone else came down here." I mumbled.

"I can come back later if you want." He spoke.

"No, it's okay, it's not your fault that I'm in a stupid amount of clothing." I chuckled. He returned it slightly as he walked in. He stopped at the washing machine next to mine.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, why are you in such little clothing?" he chuckled slightly. I returned it.

"Well, since the washing machine in my apartment is the only one that doesn't work, no one else comes down here, so I just wear what I'm comfortable in." I shrugged.

"Fair enough." He nodded before looking at me.

"That your boyfriend's shirt?" he asked.

"No, mine actually. I don't have a boyfriend." I replied, making his eyes widen.

"Oh." He nodded slightly, folding his clothing.

"Sorry, I didn't catch your name." I spoke, looking at him.

"Luke. Luke Hemmings." He smiled, holding out his hand.

"Y/N Y/L/N." I returned his smile and shook his hand.

"Well, I best be off." I spoke as I put the last bra into the washing basket and picked it up.

"Okay. It was nice to meet you. I'm in apartment 34B, if you ever need me." He spoke.

"I'm in apartment 36B." I smiled.

"No kidding." He chuckled. I returned it and nodded.

"See you around, Luke." I smiled.

"See you." He returned before I left.

Michael

I knocked on Michael's apartment door and waited for a reply.

"Michael?" I called through the door. Nothing.

"Baby." I sighed. Nothing. I groaned as I bent down and got the spare key from underneath the doormat. I unlocked the door and walked in. I sighed as Michael sat at the table, asleep with his head against the several books and notes that were scattered over the table.

"Babe." I sighed as I walked to him and leant down slightly.

"Mikey." I spoke, nudging his shoulder.

"Michael-."

"I'm awake." He suddenly shot up, making me jump. I sighed as he looked at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Oh, hey, babe." He yawned, rubbing his eyes.

"How long had you been studying for before you fell asleep?" I asked. He paused.

"I reckon...six hours." He admitted.

"Six hours?! Babe, your brain is going to be fried." I scoffed. He shrugged and shook his head.

"I'm fine." He shrugged.

"No, you're not. Come here." I sighed as I got the bottle of vodka from his cupboard, along with two shot glasses.

"No, babe, I have an early class tomorrow." He sighed.

"Just have a couple of shots and you'll be fine." I shrugged as I poured myself a shot and downed it, screwing my face up.

"Babe." He chuckled.

"If you want to do body shots, we can body shots." I smirked. He returned it.

"Okay. I'll do a few shots." He nodded before downing one.

Ashton

I sat in the university library, pushing my glasses up my nose slightly as I read the book. Suddenly, something hit the back of my head. My eyebrows furrowed as I picked the small piece of paper up. I turned around and sighed but also smiled as Ashton sat behind me.

"What?" I mouthed. He nodded to the small piece of paper, making me open it and read it.

Meet me behind the psychology section in five ;).

I chuckled and shook my head, biting my lip as I stood up. I walked to the psychology section and stood behind the bookshelves, waiting for Ashton. Suddenly, my hips were taken and I was turned around as Ashton smashed our lips together. I smirked into it as he gripped my hips. I broke the kiss and looked at him.

"We're dating, Ash, why couldn't you just text me to tell me that you needed me?" I chuckled.

"Because I didn't want to get you into trouble. You're in enough of that already." He smirked, ghosting his lips over mine.

"How so?" I asked.

"Well, you've been spending way too much time studying and you're burning yourself out when we should be together. So, you're going to get some relief." He whispered.

"Now, I like the sound of that." I smirked.

"Come on, baby girl, let's go back to my dorm, I really need you." He smirked, gently kissing my neck.

"Come on, then." I returned his smirk as I took his hand and pulled him towards the exit of the library.