Luke: You adjust your sparkly bra and beam at Luke "god you look amazing" he mumbles, you giggle and turn in a circle, the bright feathers bobbing in your hair "this was my outfit for last year's carnival" you chuckle
"so you wore this and danced in front of all those people? Were there any guys looking at you?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowing "oh Luke honestly! Of course there were! A bunch of girls dancing around the streets of Brazil in skimpy outfits is bound to get a little male attention!" You laugh, he swears under his breath and grabs your hips "I don't want other guys looking at you, you're all mine" he grumbles, you roll your eyes playfully and kiss him.
Ashton: "Auf Wiedersehen" you say before hanging up "is it weird that I find it super hot when you speak German?" Ashton grins, you giggle and press your lips to his "Du bist süß" you chuckle "what's that mean?" He asks "you're cute" you explain, he smiles widely, his adorable dimples popping up.
Michael: "Zees eez not fair! I don' want to do eet Michael!" Michael mimicks your French accent, you roll your eyes and laugh "shutup" you mumble "aw I love your accent babe, eet eez trés sexzee" he grins, kissing the side of your neck
"I'll kill you" you warn him, giving him a playful glare "ooh I'm so terrified! Pleez zomebody 'elp me!" He teases, both of you laugh and he wraps his arms around your waist tightly.
Calum: You groan and tug the comb harder, trying to untangle your thick, curly hair "babe you're going to pull your hair out" Calum chuckles, grabbing your hand "you have no idea how hard it is to have African hair Cal, honestly" you mutter darkly
He smiles and slowly begins brushing out your tight curls "it looks amazing though, if that's any consolation" he says softly "I wish I had hair like yours" you huff, eyeing his straight, silky black hair "yeah right, my hair is so boring" he laughs, twirling a strand of your hair around his finger "I wish I was from somewhere cool like Madagascar" he adds, you snort and shake your head
"Madagascar is boring, I wish I was from Australia, now that's a cool country" you sigh "you're kidding right? Do you honestly think that Australia is cooler than Madagascar? Cause if you do, you're mad" he grins, you shrug "I'm used to Madagascar y'know?...it's just...home, to me" you mutter, he laughs and kisses your cheek lightly "you're mental my love, I'm tellin' ya, absolutely mental" he smiles.
