Matthew Healy, George Daniel and 5SOS preferences.

50//Your favourite thing about him// (G.D-M.H)

George
His frustration when he tries teaching you the drums.

"Not like that. Oh my god." George states, snatching the drum sticks out of your hands. He does the beat for the hundredth time. The sticks slightly splintering your skin with the force of his pull. He hits the same drums as he did the last time as his eyebrows furrow in frustration.

You take the sticks back off him, doing the exact same sequence that he just showed you, playing simon says with the drum kit. This time, his muscly arms grab hold of your wrists from behind, choreographing your hands in the same way his moved. "Is that better." You say, able to turn your head and his lips meet your temples.

"It is now." He suggests. Grabbing your hips and lifting you, placing your bum on his thighs. The stall was the smallest chair ever created. George grabbed your arms and even though you didn't know what you were hitting, you recognised the song. He played 'The City' on the kit and you immediately smile as it's the same song that George played you when you didn't believe he was in a band.

He hopped off the seat and gave you it to see if you learnt anything new today. You start playing his sequence he had taught you but missing a few bars during your performance. The frustration in George's face was the cutest thing ever but what he didn't realise was that you had aced the sequence but loved George's frustrated frown so continued to mess it up.

Matthew
His mind full of tumblr quotes.

You had been scrolling through your phone and seen that it was time to post something on social media. You look through your camera roll and find a cute picture of you and Matthew when you both visited Australia last.

You were wearing a flowery dress and Matty was wearing his favourite button up top and the cutest ripped jeans. The scenery behind you was amazing, the Sydney harbour bridge with a beautiful gaze of the Sydney Opera House. The bridge filled with beautiful lights as the night poured above you.

"Babe? I found this cute picture of us and I can't find a perfect quote to caption." You show Matthew as a smile spreads across his cheeks. He then put his head in his hands and tried his best to come up with an Instagram worthy caption.

"How about 'And in my dreams I will always find my way back to you.' Because it's reminds me of you and how much I love you." He pecks your forehead, sending shivers down your fragile spine. He gets up and walks away, doing whatever he was doing before you interrupted him.

You look at the picture, realising that the quote couldn't fit the picture any perfectly. You type the quote, word for word bringing back the memory of the two of you in your favourite city.