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Luke: Your phone rings loudly and you groan, rolling over to see who’s calling. You’re surprised to see Hottest Boyfriend Ever Luke, a name he set for himself, lighting up the screen. “Hello?” You say sleepily. “Hey,” you hear Luke say, his voice shaky. “Are you alright?” You ask, sitting up. “Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” He asks defensively. “It’s 2 AM here, babe,” you say with a yawn. “Oh,” Luke says, “Right.” “But it’s pretty early where you are, too isn’t it?” You ask, trying to do the math. “It’s 5, yeah,” he says simply. “What are you doing up?” You ask, concerned. “I just wanted to say I love you,” Luke tells you. “I love you, too,” you say, smiling, “but really why are you up?” “I - I had a nightmare,” he admits, “That you, uh, that you left me.” “Luke,” you sigh, “I love you so much, okay?” “O-k-kay,” he replies. “I’m not going anywhere,” you tell him. “Okay,” Luke says, sounding relieved, “I’ll let you sleep then.” “Goodnight, babe,” you say, yawning again. “Goodnight. I love you,” Luke says quietly. “I love you, too,” you reply before drifting off to sleep.
Ashton: “Ashton! Ashton wake up!” You command, shaking his shoulder. “Don’t go,” he mumbles in his sleep, “Y/n! Please!” “Ashton!” You yell, shaking him roughly, eventually pushing him to the floor. “Ow!” He says, sitting up and looking at you, bewildered. “Are you okay?” You ask, breathing hard. “I - I’m fine,” he says, getting back on the bed. “You were having a nightmare,” you state, knowing he remembers. “Right,” he mumbles, pushing his sweaty hair off his forehead, “Did I, uh, talk?” You nod, not knowing what to say. “What did you hear?” he asks apprehensively. “Nothing really,” you lie with a shrug. He looks at you, unconvinced. “Was it - was it about me?” You ask, glancing at his face and quickly away. “Y-yeah,” he says with a quick nod. “Ashton, I’m never gonna leave you,” you say seriously. “You heard,” he mumbles, blushing. “It doesn’t matter,” you say, shaking your head, “I love you.” “I love you, too,” he mumbles, still red. “Now get some sleep,” you command, cuddling up to him and pecking his lips.
Calum: You are woken up by the sound of your hotel room door opening. “Calum?” You ask sleepily, watching him walk over to you. “Good. You’re - you’re still here,” he sniffs, climbing into your bed. You catch him wiping a tear from his cheek but pretend not to see. “What are you talking about, Cal?” You ask as he cuddles up to you. “Nothin’,” he mumbles, pulling you closer to him, “Just glad to see you’re here.” “Where else would I be?” You ask, looking up at him in confusion. “I thought you left,” he murmurs, looking away from you, “But I think it was a dream - well, a nightmare.” “Awe, baby,” you coo, kissing him gently, “I’d never leave you.” Calum nods, but doesn’t reply. “I love you, ya know,” you state. “I know,” he sighs, “But it felt so real.” You feel him shiver and you hug him tighter, kissing everywhere on his face. “I - love - you - Calum - Hood,” you say between kisses. “I love you, too,” he replies with a watery laugh. “Good!” You say with a satisfied smile, “Then we have nothing to worry about!” He nods, but looks unconvinced. “Can I stay here tonight?” He asks, jutting out his lip. “Of course,” you say, nuzzling against him and falling asleep.
Michael: You wake up to Michael calling your name and shaking you gently. “What?” you reply sleepily. “I love you,” Michael says, more serious than you had ever seen him. “I love you, too,” you reply, “But what’s this about?” “I just want you to know I love you,” he says, shrugging. You roll over and look at the clock before turning back. “At 6 AM?” You ask, skeptical. “Yep,” he replies, unconvincingly. “You aren’t the type to wake up early for that,” you point out. “Well, I couldn’t sleep,” he mutters. “Why not?” You press. “Nightmare,” he mumbles, barely audible. You nod, understanding what he means. “Remember that time I called you at like - three in the morning?” You ask. Michael nods. “I had a nightmare you cheated on me,” you admit, “And it seemed so real.” When Michael doesn’t respond, you continue, “But I knew you would never do that. I just had to hear your voice to remember.” “You left me,” Michael mutters, “In my nightmare.” “Michael, I love you so much,” you say seriously. He hesitates, but nods. “I would never leave you, because I honestly don’t think I could live without you,” you admit. “I was so scared it was real,” he admits, shaking his head. “It’s not,” you state, “It never will be.” He nods again and you kiss him, letting him wrap you in his arms before falling asleep again.
