Another boy gets the pictures you send him (Preferences)

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Ashton:

"Hmm." You said, sucking in and spinning as you looked at yourself in the mirror of the dressing room. You weren't sure if you liked this dress. It was black silk that was form fitting and ended in the middle of your thighs. The neckline was a little lower than you liked, but not low enough for you to dismiss it. You decided to show Ashton.

You took out your phone and took two pictures of you in the mirror, one of the front and one of the back. You stared a little longer before your phone buzzed.

From: Calum

"You look sexy, (y/n) ;)"

What? Was Cal talking about your dress? How did he see it?

To: Calum

"What are you talking about?"

A few seconds later he replied.

From: Calum

"You sent the pic to the wrong person, but if you're looking for an opinion, you look hot."

You read the message and blushed in embarrassment.

Luke:

"Smile!" You told your baby girl. She was all dressed up in her giant marshmallow coat, a fuzzy pink hat with a puff on top was on her head, her cheeks and nose red from the cold. This was the first time she had seen snow, and you made sure you got pictures of the special occasion.

You quickly snapped some some photos of her staring at the falling snowflakes and you immediately sent them to Luke. You continued to take pictures when you got a notification.

From: Michael

"Oh god, r u one of those parents that sends everybody pics of their kids?"

You laughed at his comment, realizing you had sent the pictures to the wrong contact.

To: Michael

"Sorry, those were supposed to go Luke."

From: Michael

"Well be more careful next time, I don't want 24/7 updates of ur kid."

To: Michael

"I must've hit the wrong contact, babe and bitch both start with b."

You smiled at your comeback as you sent the pictures once again, this time to the right person.

From: Michael

"Ha. Ha."

His lack of amusement made you laugh.


Michael:

You smiled wide at the lingerie you had spread on your bed. You knew Michael would love coming home to you in this. You took a few pictures and sent them to him, along with "I'll be waiting."

A few seconds later, you got a reply.

From: Mikey <3

";)"

That's it? That's all he had to say? You texted him again.

To: Mikey <3

"Michael? Are you okay?"

From: Mikey <3

"Sorry babe, I can't talk right now, I've got this hot chick here on the bus and she's telling me to hurry up."

You read the message and you were immediately confused, but then realized this must be a prank.

To: Mikey <3

"Ashton, I swear to god, I'm gonna cut your balls off."

From: Mikey <3

"How'd you figure it out?"

To: Mikey <3

"You're the only person I know who calls girls 'chicks'."

From: Mikey <3

"Dammit, I thought I had you. Btw, next time you send pictures of lingerie, you should b wearing it ;)"

You felt your cheeks turning pink, realizing Ashton had seen your little number.


Calum:

The boys were doing another twitcam. They were all smushed together on a big white couch, Calum not saying much. You decided to send him a picture, one that would make him smirk. You sent it and then waited for his reaction through the screen.

You knew he had gotten it by the huge grin on his face. Luke turned around and noticed as well.

"What'chu lookin' at there Cal?" He said nosily. He tried to get a peek, but Cal quickly held the phone over his head so Luke couldn't reach. All of a sudden, Ashton grabbed the phone, looking at the text you had sent Cal.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here." Ashton passed the phone around to the other boys sitting next to him. They all started laughing hysterically, which made you blush. This was not supposed to happen.

"Looks like (y/n) just can't wait for Cal to get home." Michael said as he looked up from the phone.

"You guys are all dicks." Calum said as he grabbed the phone out of Luke's hand.

"(Y/n), if you're watching, the color of your bra compliments your eyes." Ashton said. You could practically hear the giggles of the 100,000+ girls watching.

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