5SOS Preferences

Preference 58: He Helps You with your Social Anxiety

Ashton: "I don't wanna go, Ash," you whine, sitting back in the passenger seat of his car. "We're already here," Ashton points out patiently. "I don't like parties," you explain, biting your lip and looking out the window at the people walking toward the house where the party was being held. "We only have to stay for a little while," Ashton offers, "And I'll be with you!" You frown, considering your options. "I think you'll have fun," Ashton adds, "You know almost everyone coming already." "Can I just wait in the car?" You ask, although you already know what his answer will be. "You know it's good for you to go out," he explains. You sigh, wishing you hadn't told him what the doctor told you. "Fine," you grumble. Ashton smiles proudly and you roll your eyes, chuckling lightly at his excitement. He hops out of the car, running around to open your door for you. You step out and take a deep breath as Ashton grabs your hand. "It's gonna be fun," he insists as you make your way toward the house, "You're not gonna want to leave." You laugh, doubting his words, but don't argue.

Luke: You stand a few feet away from the small crowd of girls surrounding the boys you've been dying to meet. You glance up to see all four of them laughing and chatting with the confident fans. You feel your throat close up and your eyes well with tears as you consider the prospect that you may not even speak to them. You wring your hands nervously, looking from one boy to another and down to your feet as you think of what to do. What would you say? You would probably say something stupid. You can't talk to them. Distracted by your thoughts, you don't notice Luke make his way towards you. "Hey," you hear a voice say gently. You look up and your jaw drops when you see Luke standing in front of you. You quickly look down at your feet, trying to think of something to say. "Are you okay?" He asks quietly. You look back up at him and he smiles, making you relax a little. "Y-yeah," you say weakly. "Good," he sighs, pulling you into a hug. "Don't be nervous," he whispers as his hand rubs circles on the small of your back, "Deep breaths." You take a deep breath against his chest before he pulls away, smiling at you proudly.

Calum: You walk out of the restaurant with Calum to see a small group of fans waiting outside. "Hey," Calum says, smiling at them and walking towards them. You were grateful that they were calm, but meeting fans always made you nervous. Knowing this, Calum grabs your hand, squeezing it tightly as he talks to the fans. "Are you liking the tour, Y/n?" A fan asks you. Calum squeezes your hand gently to calm you down and remind you that he's there and you smile. "I love it," you sigh, smiling at him gratefully. Although your heart was beating fast, Calum's presence made you feel safe. You spend a few minutes chatting with the fans over their favorite songs and sharing stories. "Well, we have to get going," Calum says finally. You smile sadly and wave goodbye as Calum pulls you away from the girls. "I'm so proud of you," he says, smiling down at you. "Why?" you ask, confused. "You were so good with the fans!" He explains, impressed. You blush and shrug, acting like you aren't just as proud of yourself as Calum is. "It was nothing," you lie, making him laugh. "I love you," he sighs, pecking your lips quickly.

Michael: You sit with Michael's arm around your shoulders back stage, waiting for the show to start, listening as he talks to Harry and Louis about music. "What do you listen to, Y/n?" Harry asks politely. "Me?" You ask, startled. He nods and you look to Michael for help. "Go on," he whispers, rubbing your arm gently as you turn back to Harry. "Um, a lot of stuff," you shrug, making him laugh. "Do you listen to us?" Louis asks curiously. "I uh, I dunno," you mumble. "Yes you do," Michael chuckles, "You can tell them, babe." "Well, uh, yeah, I do," you admit, "I actually was freaking out over meeting you guys." Michael laughs, remembering how nervous you had been when getting ready for tonight, your first time meeting One Direction. "You didn't seem nervous," Louis says, impressed. "Really?" You ask in disbelief. "You seemed cool," Harry adds with a nod. You smile proudly up at Michael and he laughs. "I told you they would like you," he points out, pecking your cheek as you blush.