5 seconds of summer BSM

Mrs Potato head | Michael

Don't be dramatic it's only some plastic. No one will love you if you're unattractive

"I am ugly" "No one would want to go out with me" "No one will love me" that's all the voices would say. Each reflection, each selfie and each post on social media would attract these thoughts, allowing them to attack her emotions and lower them back to where they were before. She couldn't control the comments they would always follow her. But the worse form in which they followed was the hate. Having a famous brother did not help his fans knew every place in which she hid in the internet. Most would comment nice things, which she did not believe but still appreciated. However, the latter half of the viewers that Michael brought in were the opposite. They would leave comments joking about suicide, self harm and other triggering factors that effected her. These 'fans' were not the dedicated they just saw the band as sexual objects not as the real people that they were. Michael was aware of the hate and it brought him sadness alos but his sadness wasn't as severe as his. He had had more experience and  was able to ignore it. He knew it affectyed her but whenever they talked about it she just shrugged it off like it was nothing so he did not see it as a problem. That was until he saw. He saw her account.

"Y/N I'm going on your laptop!"  he shouted. "Okay" she replied, not thinking about the tabs that she had left open. He was only going on to check his twitter but as soon as he saw the page a gasp left his lips and tears  filled his eyes. In front of him was a tumblr page that his sister had created. It was alla bout how much she hated herslf and how she wished her body was like other peoples. She had also left open plastic sugery  page. He could not believe it. He could not believe that his sister thought these things about herself and that she had these thoughts. He wished that she could see that she was beautiful, beautiful the way she was. But heplanned that some way he would show her that what he saw was beautiful"

"Y/N come to my room please, I need to talk to you" he shouted to her. She groaned and got up walking to his room. She felt really confused when Michael was sat with her laptipo at his side. "What have you got my laptop for?" she asked. "come and sit with me" he said patting the spot on his bed. Hesitantly she sat down and looked at him. "Now Y/N Ii want you to be completely honedt ewith  mr, when people comment mean things on your Instagram does it effect you?" he asked. Sg=he softly shook her head as a way of indicating her dissagremnt with his statement. "Honey please tell em the truth" he pleaded. She looked oto her lap and the tears began to fall and sobs wracked through her chest. He pulled her into his chest I and kissed the top of her head. "Sweetie it's okay, don't worry" he reassured. "No it's not Mikey,  no one will love me I'm unatrractive. All I want is to be different Michael" she cried into his chest. He pushed her head up and made her look at him. "Sweetheart you are beautiful just the way you are, you don't need something to change. If someone would only date you based off looks then they are an idiot and are to shallow to date my sister" he explained. She nodded and said "I guess your right" with a smile. "Now please delete this silly little blog!" he exclaimed getting her computer and the blog. She nodded her head and took the laptop "I will right now"

A/N

I hope you guys enjoyed I am now changing up what I will be doing when it comes to writing. So it will from now on go like this.

Monday - Earphones

Tuesday - BSM

Wednesday - earphone

Thursday - Song preferences

Friday - earphones

Saturday - picture preferences

Sunday - earphones

I hope that this is okay, I will be updating as much as I can. requests would really help for this process to work. Thanks in advance.

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