Luke: Luke frowns, his eyes scanning your outfit "what?" You snap, he scratches the back of his neck and bites his lip "it's well uh...it's a little short" he admits, you peer down at yourself
"And?" You urge "well...people can be pretty harsh, and if you wear that dress...people are bound to get harsh" he stammers
Michael: "No way you're allowed to wear that" Michael snaps, you raise your eyebrows and scoff "allowed? " you mimic "I will not allow you to leave this house with that dress on" he growls
"Why on earth not?" You exclaim "I don't want every guy there eyefucking you, go change" he says bluntly "oh for godsake" you grumble, stomping up the stairs.
Calum: "I'm being a hundred and one percent serious right now babe, if you don't go and change we are not leaving this house" Calum states, you glare at him "you don't own me Calum" you snap, trying to push past him, but he grabs your arm and pulls you back, slamming his lips against yours
"If you don't go and change right now I'm going to fuck you against the wall right here right now so hard you won't walk for a week" he threatens, you gulp, your face flushing and rush off to change.
Ashton: "That's a bit short isn't it?" Ashton asks, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily "I like it" you shrug, scanning the dress, it clings to you like a second skin and ends right below your butt "I do too, but I think you should keep it for the house yeah?" He suggests
"Why?" You whine, Ashton gives an exasperated sigh and sets his hands on your hips, his lips brushing over your neck "I'm going to be completely honest with you: it's a slutty dress and if you wear it I won't be able to keep my hands off of you, and neither will any other guy there, so please change" he mumbles.
