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Preference: he Surprises You by Coming Home Early Part 2

Louis: "I miss you," you told your boyfriend, Louis, over Skype one night.

"I know. I miss you too. Just three more months though, love," he assured. You nodded and lied, saying that you needed to go study for a big exam tomorrow. Truthfully, you didn't want to cry in front of Louis though. This was the first time you've been away from him for more than four months. Usually, you fly up to see him halfway through his tour, but since you recently quit your job, you couldn't scrape up enough money to get a ticket. Even worse, the hate over the last few weeks had been worse than ever. You needed Louis right now. Tears blurred your vision as you ended the Skype call and exited the window. For the rest of the night, you sat in a ball and ended up crying yourself to sleep.

The next morning, you woke up to the delicious smell of bacon cooking. Mum must have a day off, you thought. You changed into a tank top and sweatpants, throwing on Louis' superman shirt as well. You yawned, trudging down the steps to greet your mother. "Morning, mum," you said, heading towards the fridge.

"Do I look like a woman to you?" a sassy voice answered.

Your eyes widened and you spun around to face your gorgeous boyfriend standing by the stove, cooking omelets and bacon. "Louis!" you shouted, running to him, throwing your arms around his neck and your legs around his torso.

"Hello, love," he whispered in your ear.

"What are you doing here?" you asked, kissing his cheek as you released him.

"I saw you last night after our Skype call," he murmured, staring at you with concerned eyes. You must have looked confused, because he continued explaining things. "I guess you thought you hung up, but you didn't. I tried calling out to you, but I guess you just muted my mike. I had to sit there and watch you cry and it was the hardest thing I've ever had to do so I came home."

You couldn't say anything. You just lunged in for another kiss before resting your head on his chest. "I love you, Louis."

"I love you too, (Y/N)."

Zayn: You and your best friend were going to a club to help you get your mind off Zayn being on tour. He had already been gone for two months, and was coming home in another three. Lately, you've been stressed out with school and the fact that you were working three jobs to help pay your rent that you shared with your best friend. You, being the stubborn person you are, didn't want to tell Zayn you were struggling with your rent, for he would swoop right in and pay everything. You didn't want that. This was your responsibility.

At the club, you watched as your friend drank and chatted with some random people. You decided to just order a soda since one of you needed to be sober enough to get the both of you home safely. "Hey there, (Y/N)," a voice called out. You turned around and saw Jerome, the son of the man that collected your rent.

"Hey," you said back, not really wanting to talk to Jerome. To be honest, he was a man whore. He flirted constantly just to get into a girl's pants.

"I hear you're struggling with the rent." You didn't want to get deep into conversation, so you merely nodded. "You know, I can help you. I can, maybe, persuade my dad to extend the payment date."

"Really?" you asked, half-believing him.

"Sure. It'd cost something though," he smirked.

You sighed. "Jerome, if I had money, I would've already paid the rent."

"I wasn't talking about money," he whispered as his hand roamed up your thigh. You squirmed away from him, but he continued to play with the hem of your dress as his other hand ran through your hair.

"Jerome, stop." He continued to touch you, his mouth moving closer to your neck.

"You, jackass. The girl said stop," another voice rang out. A crowd appeared, blocking your view of the new arrival.

"Oh, yeah. Who said I had to listen to this bitch?" Jerome shot back. You heard a cracking sound, the crowd gasp, and then Jerome crumpled on the ground. A woman in the crowd ran up and confirmed that he still had a pulse.

"(Y/N), are you ok?!" the new voice shouted out as the crowd dispersed. Your eyes widened. How did you not recognize his voice before?

"Zayn!" you cried out, leaping into his arms. His hands tensed around your waist, pulling you deeper into him as he showered kisses all over you face.

"Surprise, babe."

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