#1: Where you two first met.
Niall: It was at one of his CD signings, you waited in line for hours just so Niall could sign their new CD for you. As you got closer to the front of the line you saw his perfect blonde hair and beautiful face, he looked even better in real life. He looked at you and you looked at him for what felt like forever. "Wow," he said breathlessly, blinking his eyes a few times to make sure you were real. "You're gorgeous. What's your name?"
Liam: The toy store, of course. You visited your towns toy store to get a birthday present for your nephew. You took a step back to see the Toy Story items on the top shelf when you bumped in to someone. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" A deep male voice with a British accent said apologetically. You turned around and came face to face with the most handsome, sincere looking boy ever. "Hi, I'm Liam." He said, shaking your hand. "What's your name?"
Zayn: You were at a restaurant with your friends, seated beside a really loud group of people talking with British accents. The lights were low, you couldn't see what they looked like, but they were disrupting your dinner by being too noisy and laughing. "I'm going to go ask them to quiet down next time they laugh again," you told your friends, all of you looking at the group in the next booth. Sure enough, with the next loud laugh you stood up and walked over to that table. They all stopped and looked at you. "Could you guys please quiet down?" You asked politely. "Of course," the boy sitting closest to you said. He had a beautiful accent and the prettiest eyes. "But tell me one thing, darling," he said, "What's your name?"
Louis: You were at an ice cream parlor, sitting at a table by yourself while you waited for your friend to show up. As much as you were craving ice cream, you had no money so all you could do was stare at all the colourful flavors lustfully. The bell on the door rang, signaling that someone had entered the store. You looked up, expecting it to be your friend. It wasn't. Instead, it was a boy with stunning blue eyes and a really cute smile. He caught your eye and smiled bigger, walking slowly over to your table. "I'm so sorry," he said, his adorable British accent making your heart flutter, "but I was passing by and noticed how beautiful and lovely you looked. What's your name?"
Harry: You were taking a walk around your local park, loving the way the air smelled after a rainfall in May. The park was quiet; it was still really early. You walked slowly, taking in the gorgeous greenery. A boy was walking in the opposite direction, walking towards you with stunning green eyes and brown curls. You didn't know him at all, but you had a sudden urge to run your fingers through his curls. He caught your eye as you walked by and didn't break eye contact, and you both stopped and looked at each other. "Whoa," he breather, taking a step closer to you. "Erm, I'm Harry, what's your name?"
