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#4: McFly

HE GETS PROTECTIVE

Tom:  

"Hey. I have to go to the bathroom, so I'll be right back" he states, kissing your temple. "And watch out for those idiots, they've been eyeing you all night" he warns, heading to the restroom. As soon as Tom was out of sight, the two guys sat on each side, smiling drunkenly at you. "Hey Gorgeous" one states, "Wanna get out of here and have a good time?" the other one finishes. "No" you reply bluntly, trying to pry off the hands touching your hair and your thighs. "Hey, get off my girlfriend" Tom shouts, pushing them off, leading you out of the club. "You alright?" He asks, eyeing your skin from any damage. "I'm fine, I just want to go home" you say. "Movie night" he shouts, kissing you and pulling you close.

Dougie: 

You and Dougie were at a club, celebrating Harry's birthday. You were dancing with some of your girls whilst Dougie was at the bar close by, with a drink in hand, chatting away with a friend while still keeping an eye on you. A few guys starting hitting on you on the dance floor. You tried to get away but they just kept following you like lost puppies. "Can you please leave my girlfriend alone, Can't you see she wants nothing to do with you?" Dougie says, coming up behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist protectively. The guys shoo off, too scared of your boyfriend. "You're hot when you're angry." You smile. "I hate when guys mess with you. I'm the jealous type" he admits shyly, kissing you hungrily.

Danny: 

You had been looking for Danny everywhere to no avail, so you stayed in place, sending him a text of your location and waiting for him to come find you. "Would you like to come back to my place?" a rude man asked, putting and arm around your shoulder. "No thanks" you declined, shaking him off. "C'mon, I will show you-" he said, only to be cut off by your boyfriend punching him straight in the jaw. "When a girl says NO, you walk away, especially when it's my girl" he shouts, bursting anger evident on his face. Dragging him out of there, scared of what your boyfriend was capable of doing to the guy. "It's alright. I'm fine" you reassured, kissing his forehead as he hugged you close, trying to calming himself down.

Harry: 

"Those guys keep looking at me" you state, looking away from the group of bikers. "I know and I don't like it" he assures, slamming his drink down, walking to them. "Hey. Sexy girl you got there" one smirks, "does she wanna swing by us?" another one asks. "Yeah, we can sure put those legs to good use" another one adds. "If you want to ever get a girl like that, you have to learn to respect one first." He smirks, adding a laugh as one tries to swing a petty punch at your boyfriend drunkenly. Harry just walks away, shrugging off his jacket and putting it over you to hide your body. "Let's get out her. I don't want anything to happen to you" he smiles, kissing your lips gently, leading your way out of the club.