#90- You Make A Comment About Not Being Pretty
Ashton: He takes your sorrowful face into his big hands, and he kisses the top of your forehead. "Hey, hey, hey. Listen. Don't say such a thing." He pecks your faces with little kisses, making you giggle. "You're breath-taking. You need to love yourself as much as I love you."
Luke: As you continue to ramble, he cuts you off with a fiery kiss. "You need to stop, love." His minty breath hits your face as it stays mere centimeters from yours. His blue eyes look into yours, and you sigh. "You must be completely mad to think such a thing, Y/N. Don't you understand how completely stunning you are?"
Michael: Scoffing irritably, he simply shakes his head. "You don't get it, do you?" When you look at him, puzzled, he takes you into his arms. "You're so fūcking gorgeous, and it kills me when you don't think you are." He kisses your neck, and he whispers huskily, "I'm going to have to show you how perfect you really are."
Calum: He pulls you suddenly and he drags you to the restroom. "That girl," he states, pointing a finger at the mirror in front of you. "Is far too pretty to think that she isn't." You look at the mirror, glancing at Calum, who seemed to be confused. "I -" he cuts you off. "No. Seriously love, you're too pretty to think that you aren't, because you're the most stunning thing I've ever seen."
