Roomates

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Ashton:

Tossing the T-shirt in a different categories Ashton quietly hummed to the music you were listening to in the washing room. "Is this mine our yours?" Ashton asked referring to a see blue Ramones T-shirt.Looking up from the big pile of socks you were working at, you starred a moment before answering. "Try looking at the size."Looking at the little mark on the shirt he scoffed before throwing it over to your pile of clean clothes. "I can defiantly not work it out in a Y/T/S size I need a XS." Laughing you started to throw some socks at him. "Are you calling me fat?" You asked with a fake hurt expression. "Maybe" he teases, letting you throw more socks at him. "Why the hell do you have so many socks?" You asked. "I may or may not have been stealing some from Calum while being on tour." He answered. "Maybe you should return them." "Nah, I like seeing you working hard on folding them." He said with a wink before you threw one that hit him right in the face.

Luke:

"Nooo not again Y/N." Luke protested trying to snap the movie disk out of your hand. "Luke, you promised me that I could choose the movie tonight!" You fought back. "Yes, but every time you get to choose it's always the same movie we watch." He said taking a bite of his pizza. "But I love this film!" You said walking over to the DVD player. "Fine but don't mind me if I fall asleep like I've done the last three times we've watched it." He responds lifting his arm for you to join him on the couch. "Just admit it, you enjoy watching chick flicks with me." You said looking up at him form you position on his chest. "I think I enjoy this a little more." He said and without warning spread his pizza all over your face. "LUCAS ROBERT HEMMINGS!" You yelled at him but before you could react he stood up, and started to run into the kitchen. Sighing you ran after him getting your revenge by using some whipped cream and his cute little penguin.

Calum:

"I'm home!" You yelled loud enough so Calum could hear. After not getting any response you walked around the house trying to find him. Where the hell is he? Your thoughts were interrupted by a noise of humming coming from your room. "This can't be good." You whispered to yourself preparing what you'll see when you open the door. Opening it every so slightly you saw Calum standing in front of your mirror with a powder brush and a bottle of your foundation. It took a couple seconds for him to notice you in the reflection of the mirror. He turned around with wide eyes looking at you trying to say something but no words came out. "So ehm how was work?" Calum asked trying to change the subject. "Why in the world are you using my makeup?" You asked with slight amusement in your voice. "I ehm- I just needed- I've got the most massive pimple ever. Y/N you need to cover it for me, I can't go to an interview like this!" He pleaded. "Fine but next time inform me please, can't have you wondering around my room!" "Yeah I understand... Wait do hide something in here?" He asked curiously. "Noo" you pulled out the world as you started to cover his not so invisible pimple.

Michael:

"This can't be happening." He whispered to himself. But yes it did. You just beat Mikey in a video game. "Lighten up Mikey its not like I murdered someone." You told him as he just stared at you, with mouth wide open in amazement. "shut your mouth sweetie unless you want to catch flies." You commenter cheekily. After zoning out, Michael came back to reality and exclaimed. "You are good at video games." But it came out more a question. "Yeah is there something wrong with that?" You asked with a raised eyebrow. "But you're a girl!?" He questioned. "Uhm yeah but just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm bad a boy things. Remember that time I won our wrestling fight? I'm very much boyish." You answered. After taking in the words it was Michaels turn to raise and eyebrow. "You did not win the fight an you know that!" "Are you so sure?" You asked, but before he could agree you attacked him on the couch now wrestling around on the small amount of space.

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