5SOS Preferences

You're Self Conscious

Ashton: You scrolled through what felt like thousands of tweets that commented on how you weren't right for Ashton. Most of the people were saying that you were 'stealing their man.' You didn't mind those tweets so much as they weren't being directly nasty to you. Plus, a lot of people were just worried about their idol getting hurt. However, some people found it necessary to pick out all of your flaws, which gradually destroyed every inch of your self esteem. The nice tweets helped, but not much.
Ashton had told you countless times not to listen to them and that you should stay off Twitter, but you couldn't help yourself.
The door slammed downstairs, making you jump in surprise. You locked your phone immediately and turned the TV on. You tossed your phone onto the side and tried to focus your attention onto the programme that was playing. Ashton appeared in the doorway.
"Hey babe," he said, greeting you with a smile. His eyes lit up when he saw you. Your heart skipped when you saw him. His smile pulled your thoughts away from the tweets, making you feel better, albeit briefly.
"Hi," you replied, praying that he wouldn't detect the hint of of sadness in your voice.
"What's up?" He asked. Damn. You shook your head. If you spoke again he would definitely hear it in your voice, and then you wouldn't be able to deny it. Ashton came and sat next to you on the bed and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. This was his way of saying
'I know you're lying but I can tell you're not ready to talk about it.' Thankfully he dropped the subject for a while and watched TV with you. You couldn't stop thinking about the bad things you had read, so when Ashton started speaking to you you weren't 100% concentrating on what he was saying.
"Hey, I'm just gonna text Cal off your phone, I think I left mine in the studio."
"Okay," you replied, still not thinking about his words. His beautiful eyes scanned over the screen and you instantly realised that you had left Twitter on when you locked your phone.
"Ash wait-"
You attempted to grab the phone from him but it was already too late.
"Babe why were you looking at this? It's bullshit."
You sighed, "I couldn't help myself. They hate me."
"No they don't! They love you!"
"Have you seen those tweets? They clearly don't love me."
"There's hardly any bad ones. Look."
You looked, seeing that he was right. It had seemed like there was so many more bad ones earlier. Maybe you had just been focusing on the bad and not allowing yourself to see the good.
"Anyway, who cares what they think of you? I love you, and I think you're the most beautiful girl in the world. You're perfect to me babe."
Ashton's words sent shivers down yours spine. You could tell from the look in his eyes that he really meant every word. You leant forward and kissed him gently.
"I love you too. Thank you." You whispered, happiness engulfing you.

Calum: you happily snapped a photo of your boyfriend Calum with a couple of his fans. You had been at the airport for a while waiting for your plane, and more than a few people had approached the two of you. Not that you minded, Calum lit up when he met his fans. Plus, all of them were so sweet.
A few girls caught your attention - they were stood awkwardly looking towards Calum and whispering. They were probably contemplating whether it was actually him or not. You nudged him and he grinned and beckoned them over.
They stood in front of you nervously giggling.
"Hi Calum," one of them said.
"Hi. How are you guys?" He asked.
"Uh, we'd be better if she wasn't with you," another said, gesturing towards you. The other girls laughed.
"What the fuck?" Calum exclaimed, clearly shocked.
"C'mon Calum, you know you could do better than her. Just look at her." The girl sniggered.
Your heart leapt into your throat. That hurt. Deep down you always worried that Calum was going to leave you and find someone better, but nobody had ever said it out loud to you. You felt like you were about to cry.
Calum had had enough.
"She's perfect. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever met - she's the one that could do better. Now get away from us."
They all turned bright red and scurried away, embarrassed looks plastered over their faces.
Calum pulled you towards him and moved you into his lap.
"Please don't listen to them baby. What they said was fucking stupid. You're beautiful."
You nodded but the lump in your throat prevented you from speaking.
"Baby..."
"I'm okay Cal." You choked.
A blonde girl approached you before Calum could speak again.
"[Y/N]? What's wrong?" She asked you. You looked up to smile at her. She was very pretty.
"Nothing, love, don't worry." You said, attempting to smile more broadly. Surprisingly, she leaned over and hugged you.
"You are so pretty. You've must be exhausted but you still look gorgeous. I'd give anything to look like you." She said.
You blushed, "don't be silly. You're stunning."
Now she was blushing.
"Do you want me to take your picture with Calum?" You asked her. Somehow she had made you feel a little better.
"Um- is there any way we could take a picture with all of us in it? [Y/N] I love you as much as I love him. You guys are my OTP."
You laughed, "let's take a selfie then."
She was so happy with the picture. She showed you it with the biggest grin on her face. She had already posted it on Twitter.
"You're cute. What's your username? I'll follow you. And I wanna save that pic."
"I will too, but my phones dead." Calum stated.