5sos Preferences

Insecure

hi guys! so as you are reading this, I am working on a fanfiction, a Michael Clifford fanfiction called scars. It's pretty deep and shit. Anywho, go check it out, once i post the first chapter, I will notify you :) Ilysm.

Ashton: You mind hadn't registered anything yet. Between kisses and his hands roaming your body you mind didn't realize that he was about to pull of your shirt to expose yourself to him when had the cloth between his fingertips and was about to rip it over your head when you pulled it down preventing him from seeing anything. A bit taken back by how serious you got in that moment he pulled his hands from you. He never wanted you to feel uncomfortable around him and in that moment he knew he was dancing around that boundary. "Are you ok?" he asked his eyes now looking into yours, searching for the answer as you pulled your eyes away from his and blushed the color of red wine. "I'm just-" you couldn't finish the sentence feeling even embarrassed to tell him your fears of him seeing you naked and not liking what he sees thinking your too fat and such. He knew when the words were stuck on your lips exactly what you were going to say. "Babe, you are so beautiful." Ashton whispered and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You could feel the electric current running between you bodies and it surged you two together. He knew you had insecurities, everyday does and after you had started dating they amplified due to some mean tweets you have been sent. Normally, it wouldn't get to you but in that moment of intimacy it had controlled your mind . Slowly as he softly pressed kisses to your body you felt the tension slipping from body and overcome by the love he was outpouring.

Michael: "Oh, hello," Michael said with a devious smile as he saw you leave the hotel bathroom with only a towel around your waist. During this trip you decided to stay in the same room with your boyfriend which ended up being a game for Michael of how he could see you naked. You groaned when you saw him. Michael still hadn't seen you naked yet and the main reason behind that was you were insecure of your body. Michael had so many pretty girls fawning over him yet he wanted to be with your average body structure. You were no model and Michael loved that about you. He didn't care if you didn't have the world's largest boobs or and tiniest waist, he just wanted to be with you because in his eyes you were so beautiful and nothing would stop him from believing that. He had been hoping during this trip he would be able to catch a glimpse of you naked but so far he was unsuccessful. However, today was your last day and it was his mission. He walked over to you in your small hotel towel that just covered your body. He grabbed part of it and tried to cheekily rip it from your body however before he could do anything your hand was over his preventing him from removing the clothe in-between you. "Michael Gordon Clifford," you challenged with gritted teeth as he giggled. He thought you we trying to be a tease rather than actually insecure over yourself, "If you take this towel from me I will take your PSP." He let go of the towel and was shocked at your tone of voice. Before he could do anything you were inside the bathroom again with your change of clothes in hand and he waited for you. When you came out now, in a much better mood Michael was sprawled out on the bed. You sat down next to him and he sat up. He pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek and rubbed your shoulders. "What's up, babe. Why won't you let me see you?" He asked, in all honesty he was lost. You were both a very open and forward with each other, you sighed and struggled to find the words, "I just don't feel comfortable with my body." Immediately he wrapped his arms around you and placed his head on your shoulder. Michael himself fought self esteem issues but hearing you say it broke his heart. "You shouldn't be." Michael whispered, "You are unbelievably beautiful. I won't make you do anything you don't want to however, you should know in my eyes you are the prettiest girl out there." You rested your body into Michael's chest listening to his soft heartbeat. One day you Michael we get what he wishes, and you know that day he will still love you and find you as beautiful as ever.

Calum: Not many people knew about your scar. It ran from the middle of your rib cage down to right above hipbone. You were in a terrible car crash that almost left you dead but luckily thousands later and a nasty scar you were alive to tell the story even though you never did. It was a horrible moment in your life and you wanted to forget it just as much as you wanted to forget it when Tommy Skynard told everyone that you picked your nose and ate it in the 2nd grade. So naturally you never told Calum. Partially because he never asked and the other part from the fact that you were insecure and didn't want to explain. However one day when clad in a crop top and maxi skirt on a date, you stretched your arms out to show a peek of a line running down your side. Calum kept quiet during the small dinner and when he walked you home while the moon shone bright in the dark sky he asked you. Initially you were confused before it dawned on you. "I was in a car accident when I was 12 and had major surgery to save my life. The scar is that thing from it." You explained and pushed back the tears swelling in your eyes. Calum didn't push you to say more as you invited him inside for a cup of tea to end the night. During you conversation that normally hit topics you wouldn't have between anybody else other than your boyfriend he noticed the scar again. This time he pressed his warm hand to the mark. He looked up at you through his large dark chocolate eyes and asked if he could see it. You were about to tell him no when a he saw your indecisive nature. "What's wrong?" He asked and you shrugged not wanting to talk about it. "It is part of you." He spoke softly almost as if he was lulling a toddler to be quiet, "And I think you are beautiful and I want to know all of you." His eyes told you he was serious as you pushed the clothe up to just cover your bra. He ran a finger along the mark creating chills through your spine. Your heart raced as you watched him stop tracing the horrible blemish and grab your waist, pulling you in for a kiss whispering how beautiful you were to him.

Luke: When Luke got home the one thing he wanted to do was visit an Australian beach and relax in the warm sun and swim in the ocean. He had grown up at the beach and just seeing the light sand could make him relax and feel stress free. He asked you to join him and spend the day with him. You didn't have to think twice before throwing on your favorite suite and cover up before meeting Luke at the sandy surface. You weren't nervous or insecure of your body at all when you were on your way to the beach however once you saw all the model-like girls, you were scared from pulling your cover off in front of Luke. At first he didn't seem to notice but when he asked you to join him in the water and you refused he knew something was up. Your favorite aspect of the beach was the ocean and being able to swim in it. He looked at you funny as you muttered an awkward 'no'. He walked back over to where you were sitting and sat down on the same towel as you and leaned on your shoulder with a smirk. You leaned back on him and rested your head on his shoulder. "What's wrong babe? You were so excited to go into the ocean before." He whispered into your ear. He knew that something was up and staying to themselves could be hard due to his choice of profession however, a whisper into your ear, leaving a small chill running down your spine wouldn't become the cover of any tabloid magazine. "There is so many pretty girls out there. I guess I am just insecure." Luke's smiled dropped from his face when he heard you say this. A blush crept up to your cheeks as he brushed a small strand of hair behind your ear. "You know that's quite funny," He spoke looking down at you as hid in his side. "I hadn't realized there were so many pretty girls here because the one that I find truly beautiful was right at my side." Your big eyes found Luke's. He was never one to be romantic and such so when the words slipped from his lips you were extremely flattered and amazed. "So does my beauty want to join me on a quick trip to the water?" He asked again and hoped for a positive response. When you pulled your cover up off and laced your fingers in Luke's he smiled brighter than the sun and ran full force toward to ocean tugging you along.