Ashton: His hand held yours tight, your fingers webbed together as you walked side by side. When you walked past others, they grinned, thinking how much of a cute and ideal couple you were. Singles envied you, other couples wanted to be you. Your affectionate public displays were only sweet, the kind that made people say "awe" instead of "ew." Many times you would kiss his cheek in a silent way to let him know that you loved him. He would smile down at you and nod, a mutual, sweet understanding.
Michael: Michael dug his head into your neck, placing a soft kiss to your skin and whispering sweet nothings as people walked past, whispering their own stories about the two of you. But you were used to it because with Michael, you never left his side, or his grasp. Any comment someone had didn't matter to you, all that did was Michael. He would get nervous any time you would walk past a group of guys, thinking they all wanted to take you from him. With the way you felt, you always assured him that it would never happen.
Luke: He wasn't really keen on a lot of PDA, maybe a few kisses here and there, but he was never one to draw a lot of attention to himself, let alone you. Luke kept a protective hand on your waist, a simple gesture that would lead to him only keep his eyes on you. "Are you alright?" He asked and you smiled at him. "Of course." You chuckled. He couldn't help it, sometimes they were just words that fell out of his mouth. Luke pulled you into a hug, holding onto you tight, letting anyone know you were his.
Calum: You giggled as he pulled you into a hallway that was less crowded then the others. Calum couldn't keep his hands off of you—this happened so often your refusals never worked. He bit his lip, looking your body up and down. "God Y/n you're so hot." "Cal..." You blushed. "Sorry honey, you know I can't help it." He kissed the corner of your mouth, making you long for more. That's how he always worked, no matter who was watching, he would do all in his power to make you melt right into his fingers.
