You're an actress and he gets jealous

                                    

                                          
Ashton:
                          
Today, you were shooting a scene with one of your costars in a television show. You didn't really mind the fact that for this one scene, you had to kiss him, but your boyfriend on the other hand, wasn't too happy about it. He tried his best to convince you to back out, but you reassured him that this was going to be done professionally and that kiss will contain no malice whatsoever. "It's just acting," you tell him, patting his head with a smile. He stuck out his bottom lip and furrowed his brows, "But what if you leave me for him because he's a better kisser?" You rolled your eyes at him and gave him a look. You then wrapped your arms around him and said, "Who cares if he's a better kisser? You're the one that I love, you're the one who stole my heart, got it?" A smile replaced his pout and he nodded, releasing you when you were being called to the set. You began to head back towards the set to shoot the kissing scene. "I love you so much," he called after you, causing you to turn around and blow him a kiss, before you turned around once more to head to the set.
                          
Luke:
                          
You gave your co-star a smile before kissing his pink lips for one second, then pulled away. You giggled and leaned your forehead against his, as he said his line. "Cut, that's a wrap!" You jumped from the couch, thanked your co-star before walking up to Luke with a huge smile on his face. He had an unhappy look on his face, and you wondered why he looked so sad. "You did great babe," he mumbled, handing you a bottle of water. You gladly took it, taking a sip as he gave you a slight smile. Something was off about him today, you thought. "What's up?" You asked, screwing the cap back on the bottle. He shook his head and muttered, "Nothing," before he turned around, scratching the back of his head. "Wait, Luke, tell me," you say, pulling on his shirt, stopping his movements. He stood there for a minute before he sighed and muttered something you didn't catch. "What did you say?" You asked, and he turned to look at you with a sad look on his face. "I-I'm jealous, okay? There, I said it, you happy now?" He frowns, messing up his hair in frustration. He hung his head down and continued, "I'm just scared that you'll leave me for him someday." You shook your head, "I'm never gonna leave you because I love you." He looks up at you with those beautiful blue eyes and asked, "Do you mean it?" You pulled him in for a kiss and you snaked your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. He kisses you back and you forced yourself to pull away from the sweet kiss to say, "Does that answer your question?" He smirked, biting his lip with a nod, pulling you in once more for another round.
                          
Calum:
                          
You were waiting for your boyfriend to show up today. He promised that he would visit you on set and have lunch with you afterwards. He was still busy recording, but he was a bit late. It's been thirty minutes since his recording finished, and he isn't here yet. "Y/N, it's time to shoot your scene," one of the workers say to you, and you nodded. You went to the set, wondering what's taking him so long. The director gave you some directions before he asked you and your co- star to take your places. "And action!" You approached your co-star with a fierce look in your eye, as scripted and yelled, "How could you, Eli, I trusted you! I trusted you with my heart and you just fuck me over like this? What happened to forever? What happened to that promise?!" You began to hit him on the chest with your fist and he caught one of your fists, looking down at you with a broken expression. "I'm sorry, I still love you," he says, before kissing you on the lips. You heard the familiar yell of the director's cut and you pulled away from the kiss, seeing your boyfriend standing behind the director with a frown. You approached him and knew what was going on in his mind. You pressed your lips against his and say, "You don't need to be jealous, you're still the one I love at the end of the day."
                          
Michael:
                          
"What the fuck is this?!" Michael yelled as he read through the today's script. You raised your eyebrow at him and replied, "I think that's a script," He rolled his eyes at your sarcasm and lack of a proper reply. "I meant, what the fuck is this bullshit? Melanie begins to wonder about her feelings for Mack, and she glances at his lips, leaning in. He pressed his lips against hers, smiling in the kiss. He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist, as she began to play with his hair?" He read through the script and you immediately knew, with a playful smirk you asked, "Is someone jealous?" He glared at me harder, slamming his hands on the table, standing up. "Damn right I am, you're mine and don't you forget it!" He walked over to you, grabbed your cheeks and roughly pressed his soft lips against yours. His lips moved against yours in sync, and it soon escalated. He pinned you against the wall, hands on either side of you, as you ran your hands through his dyed blonde hair. He pulled away, and you briefly saw the hungry look in his eyes. He began to kiss your next softly, then you moaned as he bit into your neck, sucking on the skin. He pulled once more with a smirk, "Now everyone knows you're mine," before kissing your lips again, smiling against your own.