5SOS Preferences

Insecure

A/n: sorry if these don't apply to you, I tried!

Ashton:

you frown looking into the full length mirror. You hadn't noticed before but you really didn't like your legs, you had just put on some skinny jeans but now you weren't so sure of what to do. You and Ashton were going to the cinema but you were growing less and less keen the more you stared at your legs.

"Y/n what are you doing?" You look up suddenly and notice Ashton in the reflection behind you. "Nothing." You mumble blushing.

"Tell me," Ashton says, looking concerned at you, "do you think my legs are fat Ash?" You blurt, Ashton frowns and goes across to you,

"Why the hell would you ask that? Of course they're not fat you crazy girl!" Ashton says wrapping his arms around your waist, "but they're not like, skinny are they?" You persist, "I haven't got a thigh gap or anything." You regret it as soon as the words leave you mouth.

Ashton's eyes widen and he pulls away and turns you round to face him, "what are you talking about y/n you're freaking perfect."

You bite your lip glancing at ashton, "what is a thigh gap anyway?" He asks and you laugh, "thank you ashton." You whisper into his neck as he pulls you back into his arms.

Luke:

You stare concentratedly at the mirror as you put on another layer of foundation, you'd always been insecure about the dusting of freckles across your nose and made sure they were covered up.

Luke walks into the bathroom and raises his eyebrows at the sight of the foundation that hasn't yet been rubbed in, "you okay there y/n?" He asks slowly and you laugh, "yeah just putting my make up on."

"You don't have to it's just the guys coming over," Luke says and you carry on rubbing in the foundation.

"Yeah but I need it." You say

"What? Why?"

"Because I have freckles." You says, blushing at how stupid it sounds.

"What? y/n they're adorable! Don't you dare cover them!" Luke protests attempting to take hold of your wrists.

You shake yourself from him, "nooo!" You say.

"Y/n seriously I think they're so cute, just leave them for me, please?"

You sigh and reluctantly take off the foundation as Luke walks out of the bathroom. He's standing outside when you leave and he lights up when he sees you, wrapping his arms around your waist giving you a kiss on the nose, "perfect."

Calum:

It had often been pointed out to you that you weren't exactly tanned, no matter how hard you tried you either got burned or stayed your usual complextion, people didn't hate on you for it or anything, you hadn't minded that much until you were out with Calum and came across a group of fans. As you walked by Calum stopped to talk for a minute and you stood back a bit, knowing better than to get in the way of dedicated fans.

One fan spoke up, "how was Hawaii Calum?" Calum smiled, "amazing! We had the best time!"

You and Calum had gone away to Hawaii for a short holiday during his break and had gotten back a few days ago. "You look really tanned Calum!" Another fan calls, it was true, he had replaced his usual tan after it faded slightly over the winter. The girl leans across to her friend, "yeah, unlike his Snowman girlfriend." You feel your cheeks heat up but Calum didn't hear.

Later when Calum's done and walking with you again you lift up your arm against his, "am I too pale for you?" You ask

"What?" Calum laughs.

"I- I just heard some girls mention it." You say, suddenly embarrassed.

"Of course you're not y/n! Shit half those girls were basically see through, you're perfect as you are, I just thank god you didn't get a spray tan or anything. I love the way you look."

You smile, remembering how lucky you are to have a boyfriend as sweet as Calum as he kisses you gently before heading home.

Michael:

Your nose crinkles slightly when you look at your reflection, you'd always had curves but you'd only started paying attention to them when fans called you fat on twitter. Mostly you didn't let hate get to you but the idea you were fat really bugged you, especially as you'd always been careful to stay healthy.

You were going out with Michael and you'd chosen a dress that you'd always loved, now, looking at yourself, you didn't know. Michael comes into the room with a bored expression which lights up when he sees you, "damn y/n you can't wear that, I can't afford to tempt any of the guys at the club." You laugh, "you're right, it doesn't look right anyway." You say, turning away to pick something else.

"Woah I was joking y/n!" Mikey says. You shrug, "I wasn't."

"What's this about?" Mikey says frowning at you.

You shrug again slowly, "nothing, I just think it's a bit tight."

"You never thought that before. " Mikey points out, still staring at the dress on you.

"I don't know, I think something looser would be better, I don't need cameras on me when I look like this." You say turning away,

"What the hell is wrong with you y/n? You look amazing." Mikey says, he pauses, "is this about the stuff of twitter?"

You nod quickly blinking to stop your eyes stinging as you remember the hateful comments.

"I told you not to listen to them y/n!" Mikey says, gently putting his arms on your waist and turning you to face him, "I love you, if I wanted a twiggy girl I wouldn't be with you. But I don't, you're not fat, you're absolutely amazing." He says sighing as he looks you up and down again, it was rare Mikey said stuff like this and you couldn't keep the smile off your face.

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