One Direction Preferences

Preference #1: How You Meet

Harry: You were flying all the way to London from America to visit your best friend Katie, who had recently moved there. After the plane landed you got your rental car, it was an adorable navy blue Fiat. Katie had offered to pick you up but you thought driving in London would be fun. Once you called her to tell her you landed safely, she gave you her address. You made your way to Katie's new apartment feeling proud that you remembered which side of the road to drive on. After 25 minutes you pull up to an apartment complex and knock on the door of number 8A. A gorgeous green-eyed guy opened the door and smiled. "Yes?" he said. He had adorable dimples and brown curls that made your heart race. You looked at the paper you had written Katie's address on and quickly said "Um, sorry wrong apartment I guess". You turned around and started to walk back to your car. "Wait!" he called out to you. "Maybe I can help you find where you're going, I'm Harry" he said flashing his smile. "That would be great. I'm Y/N". You show him the address, as you get a call from Katie. "Hey Katie" you answered, turning away from Harry. "Hey, WHERE ARE YOU?!!!" she practically yelled. "I got lost...but a cute guy named Harry is helping me find your place" you replied in a hushed tone. "Oo la la take your time then" she said with a chuckle. "Where are you though?" she asked "um...hold on" you said turning back to Harry. "Where am I?" you ask, handing Harry the phone. Harry told Katie the location and she said she would be there in half an hour to lead you to her new place. "Thank you so much, London kinda confuses me" you admit. "Your welcome Y/N, I'm sure its a lot different from America" he said. "Wait how did you know I was from...Oh" you said forgetting your voice was a key give away. He chuckled and asked you if you wanted to come in while waiting for your best friend. "I'd love to" you said with a smile. You looked around admiring his massive apartment. "So you think I'm cute, yeah?" he said taking your coat. "I do" you said blushing. The two of you sat on his couch and continued talking. He kept having to explain his british slang to you, which you found embarrassing, but he found cute. You ended up exchanging numbers. It was about 9 by the time Katie knocked on the door, she was 15 minutes late but you certainly didn't mind. You sprang up from the couch as Harry went to get the door. As he opened the door Katie's mouth dropped. "KATIE!!!!!" You screamed making Harry flinch. "Y/N" she screamed back. You ran out the door and gave her a huge hug. "You didn't tell me you were waiting with HARRY STYLES!" she said "Oh I"m sorry...I didn't know his last name" you said slightly confused. "Harry is in the band I was telling you about, One Direction" she said. You remembered her talking about some british-irish boy band but never got the chance to look them up. "Oh right, sorry I forgot to look them up" "Obviously" she said in a playful tone. "Can we take a quick picture with you" Katie asked trying to contain herself. "Sure" he said. You thanked him with a quick hug and whispered "I'll text you" in his ear. He smiled and waved as you walked back to your car. You then followed Katie back to her "flat" a word Harry taught you. After you got there you ordered a pizza and told Katie all the details she was dying to know.

Liam: You and your older sister are admiring the bright blue water and the white sand of the exclusive beach. You set up your beach chairs and take off your bathing suit cover ups. "So what should we do first?" your sister asks you. "Um lets take some pictures before the sun sets" you say digging for your phone in your beach bag. "Heads up!" someone says. You turn your head to see who said it, and a Frisbee hits you right in the head. "Ahh!" you scream holding your head in pain. "WHAT THE HELL!!!!" you scream pulling out your compact mirror and staring at the bright red mark on your face. "HGA! HGA!" your sister whispers. HGA, a code for "hot guy alert", is something you and your sister always said to warn each other. "Oh my, I'm sooo sorry" says a shirtless stud with a crazy cute accent. "Ugh, great...do you see this?!" you say pointing at the scratch on your face "Yes, I'm sorry my friend over there doesn't know how to throw" he says pointing behind him at a curly haired fellow wearing navy blue swim trunks. For some reason you just couldn't stay mad at this guy. "Wait so who should I be mad at?" you ask with a chuckle. "Me, because I wanna be the one to make it up to you. I'm LIam" "Y/N" you reply. He smiles and asks if he can make it up to you with dinner, you agree, exchange phone numbers, and meet up a few hours later. You wear a white sun dress and make sure to cover up your red mark with concealer.