Of you haven't seen Angels and demons I highly recommend you do. also for the names I'll be doing alphabetically order from now on
Alejandro Rosario - You had recently flown out to America to visit the boys on their latest tour. It was your 1 year anniversary yesterday and last night the two of you ended up having a bit of fun. You get out of bed and make your way to the kitchen where everyone else was. "Morning boys." You smile, sitting next to your boyfriend. All the boys say hi but you notice Mattia staring at you with a cheeky grin on his face. He then whispers something to Kairi and Troy, all three of them staring at you and Alejandro. "What's with you freaks?" Alejandro chuckles, draping his arm over your shoulder. "Looks like you too had some fun for the anniversary last night?" Kairi chuckles, making you even more confused. "Y/N you have a hickey on your neck!" Mattia screams, sending the boys into laughter. You hide your face in Alejandro's neck. They didn't let it go for a while...
Anthony Reeves -
You follow Anthony into the dressing room in the mall. Bryce was the only one in there currently. You plop down on the couch next to Bryce and smile at him. "Oh come on man you gotta be gentle!" Bryce exclaimed, pulling you into his side. You gave him a confused look. "And I'm also hurt! You never give me any hickeys like that." He chuckles, watching your face as realisation suddenly hits you. You pull out your phone and see your neck covered with red and purple marks. "Your just jealous she's mine." Anthony smiles, his mouth full of food. He walks over and sits in between you and Bryce, kissing your cheek. Bryce continued teasing you and it only got worse when the others found out.
Bryce hall - "Baby come here I need you!" Bryce screams. You make your way from the kitchen to the bedroom. "What do you want?" You giggle. Bryce smiles up at you and pulls you into his lap. "The fans wanted to talk to you." He smiles. You turn your head to the camera, smiling shyly. "Hi guys." Heaps of tweets start pouring in, asking you questions. "Kiss? You really want that?" You ask confused. "If it's what the fans want." Bryce shrugs with a smug look on his face. He turns your head and kisses you. When you look back at the screen there are a lot of comments. "Y/N has a hickey!" "OMG was that a hickey?!" "Get some!" Your face goes instantly red when reading these. Bryce just chuckles as you get up and leave. Later that night "GetsomeY/N" was trending.
Chase Hudson- A week ago you and Chase flew out to Australia to spend some time with him and his friends. You slept at Chase's hotel room. After waking up you pulled on one of Chase's tees and shorts. You went downstairs to see Chase and his friends on the couch. "Morning." You smile, kissing Chase. "Looks like you two had some fun last night." Avani snickers. Avani and Chase immediately look up at you, smirking. "babe" Chase whispers. "I didn't think you had it in you Chase." Sam laughs. "First love bite on a girl!" Anthony laughs, clapping his hands. "NO! It's just the first visible one!" Chase sasses back, dragging you upstairs. "Don't give her more." You hear before Chase shuts the door. "They're never letting this go.
Chase Keith- Chase didn't mean to give you a hickey, it just happened. You were both caught up in the moment and didn't realize it. It wasn't until his mom barged into his bedroom. Ms. Keith was appalled her son would do such a thing, even if they were dating. Chase was embarrassed to be walked in on like that, but as soon as his mother left, he gave you another hickey.
Derek trendz- The hickey Derek gave you was in plain view. He wasn't ashamed or embarrassed to publicly claim you as his. He wanted it on full display. And you were proud to be dating someone as fantastic as him.
Griffin Johnson- Your hickey was in a place that could be easily hidden, but also where it could be on full display. You hid it slightly, but if people looked, they could see it. Tony saw it. He asked you about it, in a friendly teasing way. Everyone else who noticed it looked at it with cuteness.
