One Direction Preferences

#76: Your Weakness..

Harry:  You walk through the front door of your flat after a long day of work, you're instantly hit with a familiar skunk like scent. It smelled like your days at university, it was pot. "Harry!" You call out, "I'm home!" Harry leaves your bedroom chuckling but he froze when your eyes met, "Y/N, I am so-" You cut him off, "If you're gonna spark up with the boys, please invite me." He looked shocked, "You smoke?" "Not lately," You giggled, "But I did in Uni and... It's my one and only vice." You couldn't help but blush, that was one of your deepest secrets. "Besides me of course?" He winked. "Of course." Liam and Zayn came creeping out of the bedroom with guilty looks on their faces, they were obviously high. "Good evening, Y/N..." Liam said sheepishly. You nodded to him with the same firm look on your face. "It's alright mates, she's not mad." Harry said and two boys relaxed. "Oh... I'm mad." You said. All the boys looked shocked and scared. "I'm mad at you guys for not sharing." You explained. The look of relief on their faces was beautiful. Harry wrapped his arm around you, "C'mon love, I'll pack a bowl to make it up to you."

Louis:  "Oh my god, there's Chipotle! i've missed it so much!" You almost jumped out of the car upon driving by your favorite restaurant that is just blocks away from you house in your hometown. You're mother just laughed, "London hasn't changed you a bit." She had just picked you and Louis up from the airport. "What?" Louis asked so confused by your mothers giggles. "Are you not aware that you're girlfriend, my daughter, has an unruly obsession with Chipotle?" Your mom sounded shocked. You sank in your seat, "It's not an obsession... it's just... it's my one and only vice!" Louis let out a loud "HA!", he was going to tease you about this for the rest of your life. "Oh my god, I love Chipotleeeee. Chipotle is my lifeeeeeee." Louis mocked the Vine of the little boy pretending to be a basic girl. "So..." you smirked to yourself, "Does this mean we can get Chipotle for lunch?" You were so hopeful. "After you go visit your grandmother. Your mom proposed. "Done." You said quickly, "Done. Done. Done. All i want is that burrito." Since then Louis has used Chipotle as a bribe to get you to do anything... Bastard.

Niall:  You drummed your fingers against the Starbucks table angrily, you were waiting for your fiance to meet up with you. He had gone out last night with his boys and crashed at Harry's without calling you. You made him meet you for coffee because you weren't quite sure if you wanted to let him back in the flat. He walked through the door wearing his sunglasses, he didn't take them off once he came in. He was obviously nursing a hangover. "Good morning, love." He smiled. "Sit." You commanded. And he did, without question. He knew he was in trouble. "I was preparing myself for 48 hours of misery before I could file a missing persons report. Would it have killed you to call or at least answer your fucking phone?" You kept your voice calm but you killed him with a glare. "Babe, I'm so sorry." Niall explained, "I was plastered, the guys had to drag me back to Harry's. I was out before I even made it to the couch, there's no way I heard your calls." You let out a groan, "You know, I should-" You paused and looked past him in the distance. "You should what?" He asked. You pointed to the sight just past his shoulder, "That is the damn cutest baby I've ever seen in my life." He turned around and caught a glance of the little squishy infant smiling and giggling at you all, "Woah, that baby is cute." You both spent a moment waving and making funny faces before the mother walked away. "So what were you saying?" Niall asked. "I-" You thought for a moment, "I don't know." He just sat there and smiled, "We need more babies around here."

Liam:  This wedding was kicking your ass, how could being a maid of honor be so damn difficult? Can you quit? No, the bride is your sister, you have no way out of this. You had to plan this bachelorette party. At the kitchen table in your shared apartment with Liam, you mapped out all the different venues, party favors, transportation, and cute T-shirt ideas. You are not an event planner, you were not cut out for this. You let out an exasperated sigh and rested your head onto the table. Liam walked in, he had just come home from the gym. "Babe, what's wrong?" You didn't even bother to lift your head, "Being the maid of honor is like being the maid from hell." He rubbed your back, trying to soothe you. It was not working. "What's going on?" He asked. "This planning just sucks, all of the other bridesmaids are suggesting really tacky ideas that are not to mention, too expensive for how much money they are willing to chip in, my mom is not helping me, and my sister is just being a freaking Bridezilla!" You were panting after blowing off all this steam. "C'mon babe, lets go relax... maybe shower together. You love being my shower buddy..." He was feeling frisky too, just one more thing for you to deal with. "No, babe." You said. He leans down and places his chin on your shoulder, before you know it, he's pushing your hair to the side. "C'mon babe, let's relax in the nice warm shower." You bit your lip, "Babe..." Then he starts kissing your neck, you let out a moan. "God, you're good," You giggle, "Let's go."

Zayn:  "Y/N, give it to me!" Your brother yells as he chases you around his apartment. "No! I want to see the girl thats flirting with my big brother!" You cry, running away with his phone in your hand. Even though you were basically an adult, you were still very protective over your big brother, you didn't want just anyone taking him away for you. "Y/N, what is going on?" Zayn walks into the room after a bathroom break. Your bother started to explain, "She's being an annoying little sister-" "No I am curious!" you cut him off. Not to mention, you two were still running around the apartment. Zayn has little sisters, he understands your brothers pain, "You need help?" Your brother suddenly runs you into a dead end and grabs you, "I got this, I've been dealing with this for years." You clutched the phone close to you, "I am not giving up!" "Yes,you are." Your brother tackles you onto the couch, "Zayn, come observe." Zayn seemed confused, yet walks over anyways. "This, my friend, is how you get my stubborn baby sister to do as she's told." He smiled at you and you knew exactly what was coming just like when you were kids. "Nooooooo!"You cried and tried to wiggle out of your brothers grip, but he was too strong. Next thing you know, you're being tickled into releasing the phone. Zayn had a look on his face for the rest of the day that made it seem like he struck gold. But he did. He finally found your weakness.