Ikea

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Michael-

I’ve lost him. I’ve lost my goddamn boyfriend in the middle of ikea. I don’t know what’s worse, the fact that he has my phone so I can’t call him, or the fact that I am carrying 30 plates in a basket and my arms are killing me.

I put the basket down and climb up on one of the chairs that are on display just to gain some height and maybe spot Michael.

"How on eart do you lose a 6’3 tall guy with lilac hair?" I mumble.

"I was just wondering the same"

I turn around and there he is, grinning like an idiot.

"Where on earth were you?"

"Where was some really adorable stuffed animals over in the kids section and I got distracted"

Calum-

“Babe?” I was busy looking at duvet covers, that was until my boyfriend started yelling at me from a shelf 60 feet away.

"What?"

"Do you want the black or the white one?"

I turned around and looked at Calum, who was on holding a big box which most probably contained the dresser I had asked him to get, with a look that said “I’m giving up on you”.

"If everything else we have bought today is white, what the fuck do you think the preffered colour of the dresser would be?"

"White it is!" He grinned back at me.

I turned back around and studied the duvet covers for another 3 seconds until-

"babe?"

"What!?" I turned around again.

"I love you"

Luke-

“For Gods sake Lucas, we’re moving into an apartment, not a castle!”

"Well, can’t help it when you look like a princess now can I?" he smirked and put his hands on his hips in a "what are you gonna do about it?" fashion.

"Listen, I love you, but we litterlary don’t have enough space for all the shit you want!"

Up until now Luke had insisted we got a dining table big enough for 8, a chandelier and a bed that looked ridiculously big even with a 6’4 giant in it.

"Then I’ll get something bigger, I only want the best for you (Y/N)"

All my anger dissapeared in a blink, and I sighed in defeat.

"You’re carrying this to the car."

"Does that mean we can get it!?" Luke looked like a kid who got their christmas gift a day early.

I just sighed in defeat again as Luke fisted the air in triumph.

Ashton-

“(Y/N)?”

I suppressed a giggle and tried to make myself even smaller behind the pile of pillows I was using to shield myself from Ashtons eyes.

"Come out come out wherever you are.." I could hear his footsteps leading the other way and I giggled again. I turned to my right to poke my head out from behind the pile, just to make shure he was gone.

"Gotcha!"

I screamed as a pair of big hans clapsed around me from behind and pulled me against the oh-so-familiar chest of Ashton.

"I hate you" I mumbled.

"Yeah yeah" he giggled into my neck whilst pulling me closer to him as we were sat in an embrace in the middle of the floor of IKEA

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