Niall: You were really excited for your birthday, as Niall said that he would be taking you somewhere special. You put on a fancy sundress, curled your hair and did your make-up, and waited eagerly by the door for Niall to show up. He picked you up and wouldn't tell you where you were going. It was dark, so you couldn't recognize where he was driving to. He stopped the car, opened your door for you, and you came face to face with a beautiful, star lit beach. "Niall," you breathed as you two walked down the beach, hand in hand. "This is perfect." "It's because you're so perfect," Niall said, looking at you with his bright blue eyes. "What did you bring to eat?" you asked as you stood and watched the waves roll in. In the moonlight, you could see him smirk. "Nando's."
Liam: You worked at a coffee shop, and you were stuck working on your birthday. You were looking forward to getting off work, as Liam had promised to meet you at your house for the night. You kept staring at the clock, watching the minutes tick by as the coffee shop remained nearly empty, as usual. There was a half an hour left of your shift when the front door swung open and Liam walked ib, smiling at you. You blushed, surprised. "Liam," you said, walking over to kiss him. "I'm still working for a half an hour." He laughed and handed you a present. "I couldn't wait any longer, I had to see my baby."
Zayn: You had the inconvenience of having your birthday in December, which meant no pool parties or doing anything outdoors- it was much too cold. Zayn texted you on the afternoon of your 17th birthday, telling you to dress warm. You cringed as you looked outside- it was snowing and very cold. However, you put on a winter jacket, boots, hat, and mittens and met him at the spot you two agreed to meet at. "Hi, love," he said, greeting you with a kiss and a hot chocolate. Your lips met his, tasting the sweet taste of chocolate. "Where are we going?" you asked, as he grabbed your free hand and started walking slowly through the snow that was falling softly around you. "Just for a walk," he said, his cheeks going red from the cold. You took a sip of your hot chocolate and pulled him close, kissing him long on the lips. You then pulled away, your face only inches from his perfect one. "I love you," he breathed. "I love you too."
Louis: "I'm taking you somewhere fun for your birthday," he said, grabbing your hand. It was summer and you two were suntanning on the beach, and it was feeling like the best birthday ever. "Where?" you asked, folding up your towel and grabbing your beach bag as you followed Lousi up to his car. You laughed as he pulled up to the towns bar. "Karaoke night?" you said, shaking your head and giggling. "I'm not singing, Louis." He grinned as you two walked into the bar. "I know you're not. I am." He waited in line for the karaoke as you sat on a bar stool. When it was his turn, he grabbed the mic and spoke into it. "I'm dedicating this song to my perfect girlfriend that i'm in love with." You blushed as he looked at you, and he started singing the words to "Little Things," a song that him and his band wrote.
Harry: You and Harry sat on his couch in his cozy apartment, cuddling, watching movies and eating icecream. "I've got a present for you," he said, smirking. "Oh Harry," I said blushing, "You didn't have to get me anything. "It's my pleasure," he said, pulling your face towards his and kissing you long and hard on the lips. The kiss quickly turned to making out, and you ended up lying down on the couch with him on top of you. His hands found their way up your shirt, and you shivered as they moved against your bare skin. He stopped kissing you and sat up, pulling you up as well. "My present for you is in my bedroom," he said, standing up and grabbing your hand. You followed him to his room and watched as he pulled off his shirt, showing off his abs, and sat down on the bed, looking at you with a sexy smirk that made your heart melt. "Where's the present, Harry?" you asked, looking around the room. Harry motioned you closer, then pulled you on his lap. "You're present is me."
