One Direction Preferences

He visits you while you're at the salon

Harry: You're reading through a magazine at your hair salon, waiting for your highlights to set when Harry steps into the posh salon. He looks around, ignoring the looks of some younger women who clearly know who he is as he searches for your familiar face. One of the hairdressers directs him your way, watching as he walks through the salon. You're shocked when you smell his familiar scent invading you as he leans down to press his lips to yours. He shrugs his shoulders when you ask what he's doing, taking a seat beside you to keep you company. He sits in the chair next to yours as your hairdresser dries and styles your hair, passing his credit card over to pay for your highlights. "Thanks for keeping me company Haz," you whisper against his jaw. "Anything for my lady" he reminds you with a smile.

Louis: Louis spins in the chair next to yours, entertaining himself while Lou cuts your hair. The two of you are chatting happily about baby Lux and all the new things she's doing when Louis spins out of the chair and onto the floor. "Do you really need highlights?" Louis asks thirty minutes later as you sit beneath the dryer, your foiled hair drying. He tweets a picture of you beneath the dryer before lying down at your feet while playing with baby Lux. "This sucks Lux, doesn't it?" he babbles as Lou finishes up your appointment in her living room. "You ruined today Lou," you complain later, huffing when he tries to wrap his arm around you. "Today was supposed to be relaxing! I just wanted to get my hair done in peace and you ruined it!" you whine, walking ahead of him as you head home.

Liam: You're seated at the station in the nail salon as the Vietnamese woman fills your tips in. You're cringing as she files the tops of your nails to smoothen them before you're standing to wash your hands. You see Liam walking through the door, pushing his sunglasses to the top of his head as he spots you by the sink. He waits in the waiting area, flipping through a magazine as the woman finishes your appointment before you're headed for the UVA lights to dry your nails. "Just white tips?" he asks, taking a seat beside you before pressing a kiss to your lips as a few girls snap pictures. "Sparkly tips" you correct and he grins as you wiggle your fingernails at him. "Sparkly" he coos, leading you out of the salon and to his waiting car.

Niall: You're halfway through your pedicure when Niall steps in. You watch as he smiles at the little girls who've recognized him before he makes his way towards your chair. "Hi princess" he says against your lips, stepping to the side to be out of the pedicurists way. "What color did you chose?" he asks, handing you the smoothie he had bought especially for you. "A pale pink" you tell him, watching as the pedicurists holds up the bottle for Niall to observe. He hums his approval before taking a seat in the stool another woman has brought to him. You ignore the stares of the little girls as Niall pays for your pedicure, lacing your fingers through his as he leads you out to his car. Later that night, pictures are put on all the social media sights of Niall's visit to the salon.

Zayn: You're seated in front of your hair dresser as she applies the dye to your hair, pulling a clear cap over your damp head. You sit in the chair, messing around on your phone when a familiar scent invades your senses. "What are you doing here?" you question, watching as Zayn plops down in the empty chair next to yours. He looks every ounce the sex god the girls swoon over, his hair done perfectly while dressed in all black. "Got my hair done and saw you over here... I thought your appointment was tomorrow" he says and you smile. "There was a cancelation so she got me in early" you explain and he nods, reaching his foot out to rest against your foot rest as you continue to chat. "And?" you ask, looking at Zayn's reflection in the mirror after the hair dresser has dried and styled your now red hair. "I like it... it's vixeny" he says and you chuckle.