Ashton: October 31st is your favorite day of the year, because it is in fact, Halloween. It’s your favorite holiday, you loved to dress up and go from door to door to get free candy. You also loved playing pranks on the other kids, because you were a huge prankster yourself. Basically, you just really loved Halloween. And today, you convinced Ashton to come trick or treating with you, and of course, he agreed to come at the mention of free candy. You decided to go as a ghost, so you needed to put a huge amount of powder on your face and a few blood stains and scars here and there. You wanted to do it all by yourself, but Ashton really wanted to try makeup for the first time. You watched as he began to pick up random stuff from your makeup pouch and giggled when he eyed your concealer. “This stuff goes on your lips right?” He asked, as he looked to you for help. You giggled, shrugging in amusement as he tried to figure out which one goes where. “Ahh, fuck this. You’re gonna be a really scary ghost, babe.” He picked up your powder and began to put it all over your face, smiling when you felt his soft lips press against yours for a moment. He then picked up the concealer and applied it on your lips, making it look really weird and pale. He then began to put some blush-on on your eyelids, and you bit your lip to stiffle a giggle. He then continued to work on your face by applying mascara on your eyebrows, eyeshadow on your cheeks and the only thing he got right was the lipstick on your lips. “You are so bad at this,” you chuckled and he shot you a look of feigned hurt. “After everything I did for you,” he says dramatically. You didn’t notice that he picked up the small bottle of face paint beside him though, and the next thing you knew, you were covered in red face paint. You gaped and stared at him before he began to run away from you. You grabbed the nearest bottle of face paint you could find and sprinted after him, shouting profanities as you chased him down. Once you caught up with him, you poured the paint all over his head. You turned to run, but he immediately wrapped his strong arms around your waist and began to spin you around. You giggled as he did, then after a few spins, he set you down, turning you around so you faced him. The next thing you knew, his lips were moving against yours in perfect sync and your hands found their way to his hair, tugging at them softly, earning a slight moan from the curly-haired boy in front of you. You pulled away slightly and smiled, “I love you so much, Ash.” He smiled back and said, “I love you more, Y/N.” before placing his lips on yours once more.
Michael: ”Trick or treating is so fucking childish,” he murmurs and you narrowed your eyes into slits. You turned to him, and he was sitting on the couch, eyeing yoou with a smirk plastered on his pale face. You were dressed up as a dark angel, which you thought was really cute and all girly and stuff. You were supposed to go trick or treating with Ashton today, because Michael was being such a pussy and told you he didn’t want to go trick or treating. “Say what you want, I’m still the one getting the free candy,” you smiled, shrugging. Michael continued to eye you and his lopsided smile grew, “You look pretty good in that, I wish it was Halloween everyday,” You then proceeded to roll your eyes at him, shaking your head. You wanted him to come so badly, you wanted him to see how fun it actually is to trick or treat. You were still a child at heart, and Michael thought he was too punk rock to go outside wearing a costume and run around, asking people to give him candy. The fucking lad had fairy floss colored hair for crying out loud. He could have made a wonderful fairy today, but sadly, he’s too punk rock for it, or so he keeps on saying. Ashton then appeared, wearing a pirate costume, as he really wanted to make Steve the Pirate a thing. You giggled, “You look pretty good Ash.” You noticed Michael turn his head to look up at the curly-haired boy who was clad in his pirate outfit. His eyes narrowed and he asked, “Ashton’s coming with you?” You linked your arm with Ashton’s muscled one, and grabbed your bucket from the table beside you. “Well yeah, I was supposed to take you but since you didn’t want to go, Ashton’s taking me.” Michael was actually one of those jealous kinds, and you loved it whenever he would get all overprotective and jealous, it was just so cute. His lips twitched into a smile, and he scratched the back of his head saying, “I don’t suppose you have a wand hidden in your house somewhere? I think I want to go as a fairy tonight,” You laughed, shaking your head as you unlinked your arm with Ashton’s. You kneeled down in front of Michael and giggled, “Of course, my beautiful fairy princess.” you cooed as you pinched his cheek. He laughed and kissed your lips softly, making you smile. You ignored Ashton’s groans and whines as you two continued to kiss for a few more minutes, and once you had enough of his kisses, you pulled away with a smirk. “Let’s go, then. I still need to find that wand I used last year,” you laughed as you took Michael’s hand.
Calum: ”Do you think going as a slutty bunny would be good?” You smirked as you turned to a wide-eyed Calum. He glared at you and folded his arms across his chest saying, “Don’t you even dare,” You giggled and pecked his lips before you began to look through the racks. You were going to a Halloween party tonight at Ashton’s place, and you were looking for a really nice costume this time. You were with Calum because he didn’t want you going alone, and he was going to shop for his once you were done with yours. Calum obviously didn’t want you to go as something that reveals a lot more than you’re used to, because he doesn’t want any guys coming near you. The safest thing to go as are these ones, the lameass costumes for innocent teenage girls - angels, princesses and fairies. You figured you should just go as yourself, since you considered your face scary enough but nah, Ashton wouldn’t have that. “Can I please just go as something half of the teenage girls wear these days?” You pouted as you clasped your hands together. He shook his head and patted yours with a smile, “I don’t like boys getting near you, you know how I am when I get jealous babe.” You stuck your bottom lip out even more, and just gave up. You settled for a vampire girl costume, and asked Calum permission to go try it out. He smirked and leaned in, whispering softly in your ear, “Come on then, you’re bringing me with you in there right?” His hot breath tickled you skin, and made the heat rise to your cheeks, causing you to nod and bite your lip. You grabbed the costume and Calum intertwined your fingers, pulling you to the nearest dressing room. You giggled when he locked the door behind him, and shook your head. You were comfortable with changing in front of Calum, it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before and he actually respects you so it’s all good. You were about to discard your clothes when he pushed you up against the wall, making you gasp. He smiled and stroked your cheek gently saying, “I can never help myself around you, you’re so beautiful,” he says before he crashed his lips on yours. Once he did, that familiar tingly feeling you always feel came rising up to the surface, and the butterflies began to flutter once more. Your fingers found his raven hair, and you ran your hands through his now curly locks. You pulled away for a moment saying, “We aren’t gonna get any shopping done, are we?” You attached your lips to his once more and he shook his head, pulling away with a cheeky smile. “Not really, but that costume’s perfect on you, go get it already.” His lips found yours again and his hands found their place on either side of your head, while your hands relocate to his neck, pulling him even closer. You pulled away slightly to take a breath and his chocolate colored eyes looked down on you, “You’re so beautiful, Y/N. You’re just so perfect and I can’t handle your perfection sometimes,” he kisses you again but you pull away again, “Same, Calum. Same.” You giggled and began to tug on his shirt, urging him to take it off. “I love you,” he says as he attaches his lips on yours. “I love you more,” you mumbled against the kiss as you took your turn to take your shirt off.
Luke: ”Absolutely not, Luke!” you exclaimed, cringing at one of his horrible ideas. You were to attend a Halloween party tonight and Luke suggested something really pecuilar. He asked you to go with him as a penguin couple - complete with a stupid penguin costume. You don’t really have anything against penguins, in fact, you loved them because they were so adorable. What you hated was the thought of being one for a Halloween party full of teens. It will give you enough embarrassment to last an entire year, but seeing Luke so disappointed made you feel so guilty. He stuck out his bottom lip and looked down sadly at his legs, making you groan. Luke knew for a fact that you thought he was just irresistible - and he used that to his advantage most of the time. Ugh, fuck you and your attractive genes, Lucas! You took a deep breath and expelled the air from your lungs, “Okay, I’ll go with you.” He looked up with a huge smile on his face, and you smiled back, he looked like a little kid receiving a present. You intertwined your fingers in his, and looked up into his beautiful blue eyes again. “But I’m not gonna go as a penguin though.” You put a finger to your chin and began to think of something even better than just a penguin couple, and once an idea formed in your head, you grinned. “How about we just go as Batman and Batgirl though?” You suggested, and his eyes lit up, his smile growing even wider by the second. He nodded and snuggled his head onto your shoulder, making you giggle as his soft blonde locks tickle your neck. “Okay then, Batgirl. I can’t wait for Halloween, I bet you’ll look amazing and just so gorgeous in that Batgirl suit.” You giggled, shaking your head slightly, “Luke, I’m going to wear a mask if I’m gonna be Batgirl, don’t you remember?” He withdrew his head from your shoulder and laughed, “Exactly!” You began to hit him playfully, but he also began to poke your sides, making you squirm until you fell on the couch, with him hovering over you. “I’m kidding, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my life. I love you so much, Y/N,” he says, barely louder than a whisper before he leaned down to press his soft lips against yours.
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