One Direction: Preferences and Imagines (Tumblr)

You have a bad dream

Liam: You're fidgeting in your sleep, tangling the sheets around you. Small whimpers escape your lips while you hug the sheets closer to yourself instinctively. Liam's small snores end abruptly as he immediately sits up, hearing you struggle in the covers. His hands reach out to your shoulders, trying to keep you from squirming around. Your eyes open abruptly as you take in a gasp of air, thankful that the dream is over. He hushes you when you open your mouth to speak. "It was only a dream," he speaks as he places a docile kiss on your forehead, lingering a bit for extra reassurance. You lay there, a bit disoriented from just waking up. Liam lays back down and wraps his muscular arms around you, pressing his body against yours. He tries to stay awake until you fall asleep, but his efforts are futile seeing that he was tired from the tour. The gentle thump of his heart beat accompanied by the light snores that leave his lips comforts you, your eyes eventually shutting close into a deep and restful sleep.

Harry: Tremors take over your body as you sit up abruptly in bed, tears falling down your cheeks, the dream you just woke up from caused you to be in the state of fear. Harry stirs in his sleep slightly. Not wanting to wake him up, you attempt to get out of the bed. Your feet almost touch the wooden floor when you feel a soft, much larger hand grab yours, pulling it slightly. "What happened, babe?" His voice is gruff from just waking up, but soothing and gentle at the same time. The tears start flowing down more freely now, Harry's expression softening when he sees you're crying. He knows what happened as he frowns, pulling you into his strong arms. You're both sitting up now, sobs still shaking your frame. His curls tickle your cheek as he leans down to whisper comforting things in your ear. You stay like this for awhile until the tremors slow down and your breathing is even. He pulls away and smiles, showing his deep dimple. "Let's get some sleep now, yeah?" He offers, laying you both down again. He curls you up into his chest, rubbing small circles on your back, his other hand playing with the ends of your hair. Every so often, he'll place a light kiss on your neck, murmuring how you're safe with him and that he loves you. With Harry there comforting you, you're able to fall back asleep in peace this time.

Niall: You wake up from a frightening dream, only to find Niall beside you, still sleeping peacefully. His hair is pushed flatly against his head while his mouth is slightly agape, a light snore leaving it, causing a small smile to creep on your face. Niall told you if you ever needed him to wake him up, so you did just that. After shaking his shoulder and telling him about your dream, his eyes immediately light up. "Wait right here," he tells you, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. He practically leaps out of bed, in search of something. When he returns, a guitar is in his hands, accompanied by a goofy grin etched on his face. He sits next to you, strumming the opening chords to your favorite song. His soft voice echoes throughout the room along with the melodic sounds of the guitar, causing you to relax immediately, forgetting about the nightmare. Sleep takes over your tired body. Once Niall sees you're sleeping, he quietly sets the guitar on the ground and crawls up to the space next to you. His arms wrap around your frame, making sure the nightmare doesn't come back.

Louis: "Babe, what's the matter?" Louis's quiet yet gentle voice whispers in your ear. You shake your head, not wanting to remember the nightmare you had just awoken from. He looks a bit confused at first, but then comes to the conclusion of what happened. He smiles a bit, grabbing your hand. He starts heading to the kitchen, pulling you along. You follow him without protest until you're both in the dimly lit kitchen. The flicker of the stove rings in your ears as your eyes adjust to the sudden light. Your knees are pulled up against your chest while you sit on the kitchen chair, seeing a steaming cup of your favorite tea in front of you. A tiny smile creeps on your lips, the kind gesture immediately making you feel better. He plops in the chair in front of you with his ruffled up bedhead, creating small conversation to distract you from your previous nightmare. You both stay in the kitchen, laughing and making jokes until the sun comes up.

Zayn: Zayn wakes up to hear your muffled sobs, his brows immediately furrowing. A confused expression etches his features, until the realization that you had a nightmare hits him. He stays quiet, immediately wrapping his arms around you. The only sound in the room is your choked sobs, and the occasional 'shh' from him. He holds you close to him, rubbing your back lightly. He doesn't have to say anything to comfort you, just being there and holding you is enough to make you feel at ease.