One Direction Preferences

He picks you up because your drunk

Harry: He's just returned from tour and encouraged you to go out with your friends because he'd be sleeping. It's three o'clock in the morning when the bartender calls Harry, asking him to pick up his smashed girlfriend. He rolls out of bed to pull some clothes on and pick you up from the bar a few blocks away. He makes his way through the emptying bar to find you and a few friends at the bar, giggling and rambling. You stumble beside him as he makes his way back to his car but by the time he pulls away from the curb, you've passed out against the window. He throws you over his shoulder as he carries you into his apartment, carefully tossing you onto his bed before cuddling beside you.

Liam: "I'm on my way... just, keep her off the tables" he tells the bartender, sliding into his new Land Rover to pick you up at the club you gone to with Niall and Harry. He'd been expecting this call all night. He stops when he sees you atop the table top of the VIP longue, Harry and Niall throwing dollar bills in the air as you dance. "Ok, no more of that" Liam shouts over the music, slapping the rest of the money from his friends hands before pulling you off the table and into his arms. "I was pretending to be a stripper" you giggle as he sets you in the car. "I thought we agreed you'd only strip for me" Liam says, driving the two of you back home. "You weren't there?" you question and he just laughs.

Niall: Honestly, he's been waiting for a call like this for some time. You've gone out without him loads of time, returning back sometimes worse for wear. One of your friends boyfriends calls Niall around two o'clock to pick you up from the local pub. You squeal, clapping happily as Niall makes his way towards you with a smile on his face. He wraps an arm around your waist as you stumble out of the bar, rambling about nonsense as he sits you in the front seat. He carries you bridal style into his apartment, setting a bucket by your side of the bed before falling asleep next to your passed out form.

Louis: "Louis you're going to have to come get (y/n). She's out of it." Your friend explains to your boyfriend over the phone. "It's only seven." He says laughing. "Trust me, I know." "Alright, I'll be there soon." He makes his way over to your friend's house that you had planned to stay the night with, which obviously wasn't happening. Your friend shows him to you when he arrives. "Heyy baby! What are you doing here??" you slur. "I'm picking you up love." 'I'm staying with (y/f/n) tonight." You explain as your head falls forward against your will. He laughs "I don't think you are." He picks you up off of the couch and carries you to the car. "Thanks Louis. Tell her to text me in the morning." your friend calls out as he shuts your car door. "Will do (y/f/n)"

Zayn: He received a text from your phone from your friend saying that he should probably come and pick you up from the club. You had been drinking all night and were out of it and no one else was able to drive you home. When he arrived at the club your group of friends was outside waiting on him because they had been ready to go home for a while. "Thanks for coming to get her Zayn" you friend says apologetically as she hands your already limp body over to him. "It's no problem thanks for letting me know she needed me. You open your eyes as he's carrying you back to the car. "Heyyy baby, did you come to the party too?" you whisper. "Yeah babe, I did, I came to pick you up." He laughs. "Oh. Awe!!" you say smiling before passing out in his arms.