Ashton: in the next two seconds you notice everything Ashton does - every tiny movement his body makes and every tiny expression that crosses his face. His hazel eyes dart to the floor as he shifts between his feet, and he awkwardly scratches the back of his neck. His jaw clenches and a small frown appears on his face then disappears - quickly to be replaced by hard expression. Ice freezes in his once warm eyes and his entire body hardens.
With all this in mind, the shrug he gives you in response to your question doesn't come as a surprise.
"Come on Ash, you can do better than that." You sigh, moving to sit down. His eyes follow you across the room, but he doesn't. Instead he stands rigidly where he is, not moving until you clear your throat exasperatedly. Ashton turns around and glances at you before choosing to step closer and sit down next to you.
"You're going to have to bear with me here." He says roughly, his cold vibe beginning to wear off. You nod and wait for him to continue.
"I'm new at this. This whole... feelings thing." He says the word as if it's poison to him.
"Feelings?" You repeat questioningly.
He nods and scratches the back of his neck again. "Yeah. I- uh- I've kinda had this... this crush on you for a while now. It sounds so childish, but I can't think of a better way to put it. I've never told anyone I liked them before. But I've never felt like this before. It's horrible."
That wasn't at all what you were expecting him to say. "You... you like me?"
He nods, a blonde curl falling into his face.
Without thinking about it you lean forward and kiss him. His lips immediately react to yours, and the kiss deepens almost instantly.
Pulling back slightly, you smirk at him. He leans in to kiss you again, but you lean backwards. "Since you're new at this I'll help you out," you say with a smile. "The next thing you need to do is ask me out on a date."
Now he's smirking too.
"Okay, here goes," he takes a deep breath. "[Y/N], would you like to go on a date with me?"
Your heart skips a beat. "Yes," you giggle, "yes, Ashton, I would love that."

Calum: you would have said yes even if Calum didn't seem so nervous, but the fact that he does makes you feel extra inclined to accept his invitation.
When you do say that you'll come to his show, he noticeably lights up. It makes you... feel things. You're not sure that you like it.
---
The bar they're playing at is pretty small but there are a lot of people here. Somehow Calum manages to find you in the first three seconds of you arrival, and he pulls you into a little back room. It's quieter in here, but you can still hear the buzz from the excited crowd outside the door. "I didn't think you were gonna show!" He exclaims, looking relieved to see you. You feel strange. This morning you only had feelings of frustration and annoyance towards Calum (apart from maybe finding him a little attractive) but now any negativity is gone completely. In fact, you don't quite know how you're feeling for him. Can you fall for someone in a day? You've definitely got a crush on the boy, much to your annoyance.
"I wouldn't have missed it," you tell him, earning a wide smile. It makes your heart flutter.
---
Calum's band are actually really great. You experience the entire show from the front row, and it's the best gig you've ever been to. The music has been great, the people have been great - not to mention the fact that Calum had been stealing glances your way the entire night.
After the boys go off stage you make your way through the crowd to meet Calum in the backroom again. You're about to walk in, but you stop yourself when you hear a voice that isn't Calum's.
"Who was that girl in the audience tonight? She's cute." You're pretty sure that's Luke's voice.
"You mean [Y/N]." Calum sounds a little angry.
"Yeah, I've seen her around."
"I invited her."
Calum's voice is cold. It worries you a little.
Luke laughs, "jeez mate, chill out, I won't go near her if you don't want me to. I think you've got a crush on her."
Calum snorts. "The fuck? No mate. Talk to her if you want. You can have her."
Hearing those words feels wrong. You turn to leave, but just at that second the door opens and Calum walks into you.
[Y/N]" He says, sounding startled.
"Just leave me alone Calum." You mutter, throwing yourself into the crowd in an attempt to get away from him. You have to get out of here - now.

Luke: everyone's eyes are on you and Luke as he yanks open the passenger door of his convertible and gestures for you to get in. You doubt anyone has ever seen Luke be gentlemanly before. Plus, everyone must be finding it especially weird that he's being nice to you of all people. It's unlikely that any of them even know who you are.
It's a relief when you're out of the car park and away from the prying eyes. Luke switches the radio and glances your way. "Are you alright? You look a little flustered." He asks, sounding genuinely concerned. Why is he being nice to you? He must have some kind of motive.
You nod, "I'm fine."
He shrugs and accepts your answer before turning the volume up and harshly putting his foot down on the pedal.
---
The journey to Luke's is almost traumatic. His driving is wild to say the least, but the speed and the wind in your face did make you feel alive. He makes you feel alive.
Luke shows you around his house then tells you to make yourself comfy in the living room while he starts cooking something for you to eat. Can he really cook? You expect to smell burning, but it never happens. Twenty minutes later he returns with two plates of spaghetti bolognese and two glasses of wine.
"Wow," you grin, "thanks."
The food is actually really good. You figure it's just another one of his talents that he keeps hidden to save his reputation.
After another glass of wine, he grins suggestively at you. "Is it time for our tutor student sex now, [Y/N]?" You're pretty sure he's joking, but you can't tell. And then something clicks in your head.
"That's why you're being so nice to me, isn't it? For sex? God I'm such an idiot! How didn't I realise that?"
He looks shocked, but you start speaking again before he can open his mouth.
"The bad boy wants to big up his reputation and fuck the good girl, right? I'm just a way to make yourself look better, aren't I?"
Luke moves towards you and takes your hands in his. You want to pull away, but you can't.
"[Y/N], please stop talking. You're wrong about that, about me. I know I'm being uncharacteristically nice, but that's because I like you, alright? You're not like other girls. There's something about you, okay? I wanna cook you dinner and cuddle and go for long walks with you. It's stupid, I know." He sighs.
Before you give yourself a chance to think about it, you kiss him.
"I'm sorry," you mumble onto his lips, "I'm sorry for thinking all that. I like you too, Luke."
"Good," he smirks, "do you wanna cuddle?"
"The famous Luke Hemmings, asking to cuddle?" You chuckle. "I would love that."

Michael: despite the alcohol running through your bloodstream and numbing your mind, you know exactly what Michael is suggesting. And you're so down for that.
"Lets go then," you smirk, wobbling in the direction of his house. If you had been paying any attention you would've noticed Michael's shocked expression when you agreed to come back to his. He didn't have plans for this.
Michael catches up to you and takes your arm to steady you. If you hadn't been quite so drunk you would've detected the change in how he was holding himself - you would've noticed how nervous he seemed.
After what feels like hours you arrive at a large house in a fancy area of town. "We're here. Come on," he says, leading you up the drive.
"Won't we wake up your mum?" You slur.
"I already told you that nobody's home. Come on," he chuckles, helping you up the little steps.
---
"I know this might seem a little- uh- what's the word I'm looking for?" You giggle, looking to Michael for help. You're currently sat eating cold pizza in his living room. "I don't know, tell me the rest of what you were going to say." He laughs, frowning comedically at you.
"After we've eaten this can we go to bed?"
Michael's mouth drops open a little, but he shoves a mouthful of pizza in to make it seem like he isn't startled by your question.
"Forward is the word you're looking for. And yes, we can."

You gasp when Michael effortlessly swoops you off your feet to help you up the stairs.
"It took us nearly ten minutes to get you up the three outside the house. There's no way I'm spending an hour helping you up these stairs." He laughs, easily carrying you upstairs.
He drops you down onto his bed and you pat the space next to you, gesturing for him to sit.
As soon as he's next to you you've attached your lips with his, doing exactly what you've wanted since you met him earlier on.
"Wait - wait-" he mutters, pulling back. A hurt expression finds its way onto your face and you can feel your cheeks heating up with embarrassment. Michael quickly grabs your shoulders and makes you look him in the eye.
"I'm not stopping this because I want to, [Y/N], believe me. But I've had this crush on you since we were kids and I don't want us to happen like this. You're drunk, and you don't feel like I do."
Sirens are going off in your head. Did Michael Clifford - the Michael Clifford - just admit feelings for you? He has a reputation based on having no feelings whatsoever - yet he's just told you he has a crush on you? 
"Michael..." you whisper, "I want to be with you. All I've wanted to do all night is kiss you. But... are you sure you're not just saying all of this for sex?"
He laughs. "[Y/N], I just pushed you off me. If I only wanted sex do you think I would've done that? I... I want more than that. Like a relationship or some shit. We should wait for sex." Michael cringes and laughs again. "I never thought I'd hear myself say those words. I sound like such a wuss."
You lean forward and kiss him. "No you don't. Having feelings isn't bad, Michael. Tomorrow we'll go on a date, okay? But right now can we just cuddle until I fall asleep? Because I'm exhausted."
"Of course we can. You mean it though? An actual real date?"
"Yes I mean it. Can you imagine that? I'm going on a date with the biggest badass around. How cool am I gonna be?"
"You're still pretty drunk, [Y/N]. Come on, let's get you to bed."
"Good idea. But Michael?"
He nods.
"Will you kiss me again first?"
A wide smile forms on his lips, and a moment later they meet yours. Everything seems to fall into place, and something tells you that your new 'exciting' life is only just starting.

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a final part for Ashton and Calum's
you get a boyfriend preference!
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