You're Leaving and He's Upset

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YOU ARE LEAVING AND HE IS UPSET. 

Michael - It was the day you both dreaded. You were leaving for UNI today, and were going to be gone for 2 months. Michael cried with you when you found out you got accepted, he cried because he was happy and sad. Happy because you got accepted into the college of your dreams and sad, sad because he didn’t want you to leave his side. He watched you as you zipped your last suitcase, standing and looking at him. “Michael?” You questioned, his head perking up as he gave you a sad smile. “Yes?” “Stop looking at me like that.” You pleaded, standing in front of him as a tear fell from his eye. “Baby i’m coming back. Those two months will fly by!” You said, smiling as he only looked up at you, his eyes watering. “I just don’t want you to leave me.” You gasped as he grabbed your waist, beginning to sob as you felt your shirt getting wet. You petted his hair, sighing as he continued his muffled sobs into your shirt. “Mikey,” You paused, getting on your knees in front of him as you held his face in your hands. “I’m not going to be gone forever. I will be back before you know it. Please stop crying.” He sniffled, wiping his face as he nodded. “You’re right. If i’m sad it’ll only make me even more miserable.” You nodded, kissing him as he smiled. “Come on, help me get my bags in the car.” He smiled, taking your outstretched hand as you two carried your bags to the car.

Luke - ”You know what Luke? I can’t do this anymore.” You said, throwing your hands up as he followed you up the stairs. “So what? Are we done?” You stopped, turning your head halfway as he widened his eyes. “Yes Luke, we’re finished.” You continued to jog to your bedroom as he was hot on your trail. “Wh-wh-what?” “You heard me, Luke! Done! Finished! End!” You grabbed a suitcase, literally throwing clothes inside as he tried grabbing your hand. “Please don’t leave me.” He whispered, choking on his tears as you snatched your hand away from him. “I’m sick of our never ending, pointless fights Luke! I’m just sick of you.” You whispered the last part, blinking away some tears as he shook his head, grabbing his hair as he paced the room. “Y/N, stop packing.” He cried, getting on his knees as he held your hand, placing kisses to it. “Luke, stop.” “Baby stay.” “God dammit Luke, that’s quite enough!” You grabbed your bag, looking at him as he was still in his previous position. You had to admit, he looked pitiful. But it was for the best. “Goodbye Luke.”

Ashton - “Why are you leaving for so long?” Ashton asked, putting your suitcase in the trunk of your car as you sighed, wrapping your arms around his waist as he shut the trunk door. “My grandmother died Ashton, my mom needs some special attention right now.” You had to admit, having your grandmother die was rough, especially since you weren’t with her in her last hours. “Why can’t I come?” He whined, tears already welling in his eyes as you shook your head. “Ashton stop, don’t cry please. I’ll be back in two weeks.” He sighed, shaking his head as he put his head in your neck, sniffling. “I can’t go an hour without you, how can I survive two weeks?” You sighed, rubbing his hoodie clad head as he rubbed circles on your back. “You will be fine, baby. I’ll be back before you know it.” He pulled his head back, you nodding as you leaned in for a kiss. “I’ll call when I get there.” He nodded, opening the door for you as you smiled. “I love you.” “I love you more. Be careful.” You nodded, looking out of the mirror as he walked back into the house, his head low.

Calum - You sighed, putting your bags into the van as you smiled at some fans, sliding into the car next to Calum. “Next stop, airport.” Calum sighed, snuggling closer to you as he held you in a death grip. You were on tour with the boys, but your time was up, and you had to go back to school. “You could always drop school like we did.” Ashton suggested, smirking as you shook your head. “Sorry i’m not as punk rock as you guys.” You went to move, but found you were still locked in the death grip with Calum. “Cal, please.” You said, him flinching as you touched him. “I don’t want you to go.” He whined, and soon you felt warm spots on your shirt, and you knew he was crying. As he wept into your jacket, you looked to the guys as they sighed. “He’s never been this upset before.” Michael whispered, sighing as Calum continued his crying. “Cal, baby listen.” He lifted his head, sniffing as you wiped away his tears. “I will not be gone long okay? I will be back with you before you even know it.” You arrived at the airport, his death grip returning as you sighed, allowing him to do it before it was time for you to get checked for your plane.

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