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Michael: You and Michael were alike in many ways. You both loved playing video games and going to bed late, so you would do just that. You would be propped up on his lap while your hands moved ferociously, trying to beat Michael for a change, which wouldn’t happen. You’d play game after game until one of you realizes that its already past midnight. You’d eventually shuffle off to bed. Most nights you two would end up falling asleep on the couch with you still on his lap and his arms securely wrapped around your waist, leaving the game controllers to carelessly tumble out of your hands and the TV shining bright.
Calum: Calum was one to cuddle. He’d refuse to go to sleep if you weren’t going to go to bed with him. He had to have you in his arms, it was a must for him. You’d fall asleep facing each other; legs tangled together and arms wrapped protectively around each other. Even if one of you wanted to move away, your tight grip on each other would prevent either of you from leaving. Short yet passionate kisses are shared every now and then until you both fall into a deep sleep.
Luke: Your head rests on his chest, his steady heartbeat fills your ears. His hands twirl through your hair, picking up each strand before letting it fall back down. His angelic voice surrounds you, slowly lulling you to sleep. ”She sleeps alone. My heart wants to come home. I wish I was, I wish I was…”
Ashton: After tossing and turning for hours, you decided that you weren’t going to fall asleep anytime soon. You turn over onto the cold side of the bed, wishing he was here to lull you to sleep. Without thinking your hand flies to your phone, fingers dial the all too familiar phone number. It rings twice before he picks up. “Hello?” His voice groggy, he must have just woken up. "I miss you." You state, choking back tears. “Aww, don’t cry baby girl, i’ll be home soon.” He coos. You wipe your eyes and force a smile even though he can’t see you. “I know. I couldn’t sleep.” You whisper meekly. His laugh erupts from the phone. “Well that’s a problem.” You stay on the phone until sleep overcomes you. "Goodnight baby girl."
