One Direction and 5SOS preference book 2.0

Flushed

ASHTON

It’s one of those lazy days and you’re sitting on the couch at your place, watching comedy films with Ashton. You turn and place a quick peck on his cheek. But as you go back to watching the film, you see him turn to you with a huge, dimpled grin on his face and you can’t help but flush so red, it could put tomatoes to shame. You grab a pillow and bury your face in it, trying to hide your embarrassment. “Aww, Baby, don’t be like that,” Ashton coos, trying to pry the pillow from your face, “you’re so cute when you blush,” he giggles. You slouch down and curl up into a ball, still trying to hide, but Ashton just grabs you around the waist and throws you over his shoulder, “Gotcha,” he grins.

CALUM

He holds you tight around the waist, his lips pressed to yours, your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. After what feels like an eternity, you’re both pulling back, and you can see the way his eyes have glazed over and how he’s still staring at your slightly parted lips. He bites his lip and you can feel a blush creeping across your cheekbones. His eyes flicker up and he grins, his eyes crinkling at the corners. You try to take a step back, but his hands tighten around your waist. He pulls you up against him once more, pressing your body to his, leaving no space at all. “Don’t do that, you’re cute when you’re embarrassed,” he whispers, soft and low as he captures your lips in another breathtaking kiss. 

LUKE

“I love you,” you whisper, your eyes locked on his. Even though you’ve both said it before, you get butterflies every time and this is no different. Your face begins to feel hot. You know you’re blushing and you try your hardest to hide it. You move your hair, and try to cover your face, but he reaches out and tucks it behind your ear, smiling gently. You look up at him and feel your face growing even warmer. He chuckles, “Don’t be shy.” You smile despite yourself and laugh nervously as he runs his fingers through your hair. He slips his arms around your waist and pulls you in close to him, resting his chin on top of your head. “I love you, too,” he whispers against your hair. 

MICHAEL

Michael reached out and grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers with yours. He’s never done this before and you can feel your face turning pink. You put your other hand up, trying to hide your cheek as you turn your head away from him, not wanting him to see. “Wait, what are you doing? Is something wrong?” You turn to face him again and squeak, “Um, no.” His eyes scan your face before he smirks at you, “Shy, are we?” he quips and squeezes your hand. He watches you blush, growing more and more smug by the second. “Stop looking so proud!” You try to keep a straight face, but end up smiling instead. He chuckles at your reddened face, “I didn’t think you could get any cuter, but I guess I was wrong.”