#lrwlns

calumsturbation well you where the first person who followed me and I got my first 50 followers because of you and it was honestly so amazing getting 50 follows in 1 week all because of you guys so thank you xx

5sospenises Tesssaaa you are the first person I had a full on conversation with on here and you are so nice and pretty like omfg really cant believe I became mutuals with you. Your so nice and just amazing and Yea thanks a lot   ♥♥

quixotic-cal Kayla aka fav squad member you have just been so nice to me and I remember when you followed me because I was stalking your blog and a notification popped up and I almost fell out my seat. But yea your really rad and we both live in Michigan so ayy ☺ thank you

frondswithbenefits Sam you are just so nice and your writing is just so amazing and jfc believe you followed a lame blog like mine and its so nice knowing that you know I exist cause your just so pretty and your mobile theme is perfect af ♥

radicalemojis aka the queen of audios like your moaning audios are just godly and I still am amazed you followed me like it is amazing and I just think you are hella rad and you reblog some of the funniest stuff and yea its just amazing you decided to follow me

lrwlns Idk like shes the shit ily alenna for life your my fav im gonna spam you with messages later your music taste is A+ and your funny as hell and your dreams/preferences are amazing and yea your alright alexia jk your my soulmate

Anon: I’m the anon who requested ‘just a bruise’ and it was so good to read it! Ahh, thank you so much for writing it!! Can you do something similar with the other boys please? If it isn’t too much to ask? (:

Anon: Could you make the “calum it’s just a bruise” imagine into a preference??

Wow I’m so sorry this took me ages to get to, but here it is finally! A little different from the Cal imagine but the same general idea :)

Here’s a link to the Just a Bruise Calum imagine

A S H T O N

You sigh loudly in angry frustration and slam the bottle of foundation down on the counter, causing other items on the bathroom counter to clatter to the floor and increasing your dismay. You press a finger gingerly to the hickey on your neck and hear Ashton enter the bathroom. “What’s going on in here?” he asks as you continue your fruitless attempt to cover the dark purple mark with makeup. “Woah what’s that?” “It’s a hickey, Ashton. And I have to try to cover it up before we go out otherwise everyone’s going to go insane on Twitter,” you tell him through gritted teeth. He cracks a huge grin and starts laughing, earning a glare from you. “Chill, Y/N, I love it,” he says and pokes it lightly with his finger. “Of course you do,” you grumble as he drags you out of the bathroom. “You look great,” he says into your ear. “We’re gonna have to go before I leave another one,” he continues, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

L U K E

You stand up from the dinner table where you’re seated with Luke, Ashton, Calum, Michael, and excuse yourself to the bathroom. You tug your crop top down slightly as you return to your seat next to Luke, who looks like he’s about to punch something. The rest of the guys, on the other hand, are failing to conceal obvious laughter at something. “What?” you say, raising an eyebrow at them. “What are those bruises from?” Michael smirks and you look down at your hipbones with a panicked expression. The splotchy marks had darkened from nearly invisible to a deep purple color within your time spent at the restaurant, and you felt your cheeks heat up to match Luke’s. “Didn’t know you had it in you Lucas,” Calum nods with a grin at Luke. “Shut up,” Luke replies as you bury your head in your hands at the table. “I’m surprised Y/N had it in her,” Ashton adds, fueling the other two boys’ laughter. “Okay, we’re leaving,” Luke announces, pulling you by your hand and out of the restaurant. “Luke, really it’s fine, they were just joking around,” you say. “I don’t care, I feel terrible leaving marks on you,” he tightens his hold around your hand. “Sorry,” he apologizes and loosens his grip. “Stop apologizing,” you say. “I like it when you leave marks,” you grin at him and he can’t help but grin back.

M I C H A E L