#98 Sweaters:

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MICHAEL:

He slipped his hoodie over your head, it's fuzzy interior soft on your bare arms. The paparazzi snapped tons of pictures of this cute couple moment but Michael didn't mind. He pressed his lips to your forehead, "Can't have my girl cold." He mumbled, looking you in the eyes. You were almost back to your flat as the two of you practically began jogging to escape the cold air.

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LUKE:

His hands slipped into your front pockets as the music blared across the field. Couples were all swaying to the beat of some unknown band as Luke's lip ring grazed the back of your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist. "You were right, I should've brought a jacket." He muttered, his lips tickled the inside of your ear. You giggled at his comment and nodded silently, as you leaned your head back against his shoulder.

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ASHTON:

He chased after you down the beach, the wind blowing his hair back from his face. "Dare ya to jump in." You giggled, not expecting him to actually do it. He ripped off his sweater and raced towards the ocean. Before you knew it he was chest deep in the water and screaming. "SHIT!!" "IT"S FREEZING" He yelled before quickly sprinting out to shake off and slip back into his sweater. You were still trying to calm your laughter as he pulled you into him, shivering with a shaky laugh.

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CALUM:

He laid next to you, fingers rubbing up your back, the hem of your sweater had rode up to your shoulder blades. The blankets were shoved onto the floor last night in a hurry, lips too rused to care where they landed. Light was now shining into the room, the sun rising, as Calum got up, slipped on a sweater and made his way to the kitchen to make you breakfast.

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