1D Preference

You yell at him

HARRY STYLES:You were sick and tired of all the strewn clothes that laid around constantly, not to mention the stray cups. What the hell did Harry think this was? A pig sty? It was a constant problem you faced living with Harry. It wasn't that he was a pig- he was just lazy and didn't take the time to get up and pick after him self. Instead you had to chase him around and clean up after him but you were sick of it. You stormed down the corridor with every intention of laying down the law to Harry when you felt yourself lurch forward. A yelp escaped your lips as you managed to catch yourself with your hands before your face made contact with the hardwood floor. Shocked that you had tripped you scrambled up in a sitting position and looked behind you only to see a pair of white converse laying in the middle of the hallway. Your eyes narrowed as anger started bubbling at the pit of your stomach, you bawled your fist up as you started shrieking. You looked up and ceased the shrieking when you heard a pair of feet run toward you "[Y/N] babe, what happened?" Harry asked as he stared down at you on the floor. You grabbed one of his converse and threw it at him "YOU made ME trip" You said as Harry lifted his hands up to block the shoe you had thrown at him. "What? What are you even going on about now?" He asked with a slightly amused smile. How dare he think this was all amusing? You stood up "HARRY I'M SO SICK OF YOU LEAVING YOUR SHIT ALL OVER THE HOUSE! I ALMOST NEARLY DIED JUST NOW BECAUSE OF YOU," Maybe you were over reacting just a bit but come on you just almost busted your face against the floor. "Babe-" "DON'T BABE ME STYLES, I'M NOT YOUR MAID OR YOUR SLAVE," Before you had a chance to continue your screaming rant you felt him grip both your arms and bring your forward as he placed his lips against yours. Your eyes naturally fluttered closed as the anger that was flowing through your veins slowly washed away.

LIAM PAYNE:"Sorry," Liam said as he dropped the remote. You politely ignored his apology only because there was no need for it, so what if he dropped the remote? it didn't hurt you or him. "Sorry," Liam said again as he changed the channel you were looking at. You fluttered your eyes closed in slight frustration you weren't entirely sure why Liam felt he needed to apologize for everything. Even for the silliest things he would apologize, it made you slightly angry because you didn't want him to constantly be saying sorry for useless reasons like he always did. As much as you loved him it annoyed you to no end. You opened your eyes again when you saw him stand up and head to the kitchen, leaning back you turned your attention back to the tv. Upon Liam's return you watched as he carried a cup of juice in his hand you eyed it when you suddenly had an urge to have your own cup of juice. Liam watched you eye his drink then frown "Did you want one? I'm so-" "Liam it's fine I can get myself one it's no big deal babe," You told him as you started to get up from your seat. "But it was rude of me, I should have asked if you wanted anything before I went to the kitchen [Y/N], I'm sor-' "DON'T SAY IT!" You didn't mean to yell, it wasn't as if you were mad but you just desperately wanted him to stop saying sorry. You felt a twinge of guilt as Liam's eyes widen at your out burst "Sorry,' He mumbled under his breath. Biting the inside of your cheek you stepped closer to your boyfriend and placed your hands lovingly on his face "Liam, I'm not mad or anything it's just- You don't always have to say sorry for meaningless things it sort of defeats the purpose of the word and starts to devalue the meaning," Liam's brown eyes stared into your own and a small smile appeared on his luscious lips. "I get it, I'll try to stop saying it for no reason," You smiled brightly and pulled him in for a kiss.

LOUIS TOMLINSON:"Oh, I like this sk- Stop it," You mumbled as you turned the page of your new Nylon magazine. The quick jab of the finger ceased and the loud shrilling squawk died down but as soon as it ended it started again. You were extremely tolerable of Louis when it came to his annoying pestering or weird habits it honestly didn't bother you much but for the last few days you have been dealing with loud piercing screams from loyal fans since the boys were doing promos for their new album. To top it off you really haven't had a proper night's rest so you were sort of cranky from lack of sleep. It seemed however that Louis was as hyper as can be, he couldn't keep still and kept poking you while making a strange loud noise in your ear. You eyed him then turned your attention back to the magazine. Louis shifted next to you until his breath was tickling your ear, goosebumps slightly rose. You flinched when he shrieked in your ear and stabbed your cheek gently. With out hesitation you shut your magazine rolled it up and turned to him "STOP BEING A TWAT!," You shouted as you slapped his stomach with the rolled up magazine. Louis scrambled away from you as he began laughing slightly "IT'S NOT FUNNY STOP LAUGHING!," You kept shouting as you lamely slapped his back. "Okay, Okay I get it you mad woman!" Louis laughed out loud turning around and grabbing your wrist. There was no doubt your face was flushed from the shouting and harmless beating you gave him. Louis smiled widely his eyes scrunching up his blue eyes mischievously gleaming with excitement. "I love pushing your buttons," He teased as he brought you close to him and placed dozens of kisses on your lips. "You are horrible," You managed to say between kisses as you wrapped your arms around his neck.