One Direction: Preferences and Imagines (Tumblr)

He gets jealous

A/N: Yay, this is finished. Writing this was alot harder than we had originaly thought (mainly because we got wayyy to distracted). We hope you enjoy it, this is our first time to write a preference. Also if you haven't noticed it is in the same order as the first preference (Liam, Harry, Niall, Louis, Zayn) and we are going to try to keep it that way through the entire book..

Thanks for reading, we love you, fellow directioners

~Mariah and Hanna :)

Liam:

You and Liam are shopping for a new lamp, after it had accidentally shattered. You were playing the Wii, and had forgotten to fasten the safety strap around your wrist. The controller flew from your hands, and hit Liam's favorite lamp. So you promised him today, that you would help him find a new lamp.

"How about this one, babe?" Liam asks, holding a lamp that resembled Andy's from Toy Story. You giggle at your boyfriend, and his love for Toy Story.

"Or, how about this lamp," you ask, holding up a retro lamp. He gives you a strange look, and you laugh at his furrowed eyebrows.

"I don't think so, love," He smiles. He pulls you in by your waist, and gives you a quick peck on the lips. He glances at the next row of lamps. He lets out a small gasp of surprise.

"What do you think of this lamp (Y/N)?" Liam asks, his face upturned into a smile. You turn your gaze to the lamp Liam was holding. It was an almost exact replica of the lamp you shattered.

"Oh, Li, it's perfect," you smile. He returns your smile and puts the lamp into the shopping cart.

"Go ahead and check out, sweetheart. I need to get something else," He smiles, and presses his lips softly against your forehead. You push the shopping cart into a checkout lane.

A man with ink black hair, and shimmering grey eyes smiles at you as you hand him the lamp. He seems to be around your age and attractive.

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing here alone?" He says flashing you a perfect smile. The compliment brings a rosy glow to your cheeks.

"Thanks, but I have a boyfriend," You say as politely as you possibly can.

"But...uh...I don't see him here," he says cockily. You laugh nervously, not knowing what to say. "Why don't you leave, whoever he is, for me? You can wait for me after work, and we can hang out at my place," He grins, getting uncomfortably close to your face.

"No, I already told you, I have a boyfriend," you say, taking a step back.

"But he doesn't have to know," the man laughs.

"Oh, yes he does," Liam says, jealously.

"Li, I-I," you stammer.

"No, it's okay, I understand," he says softly to you. He turns to face the man, glaring angrily. "I would appreciate it if you didn't talk to my girlfriend that way. I should punch you so hard, that you'll be hospitalized for three weeks," He begins to say, through gritted teeth, "and I will be talking to your manager about this little incident. Let's go, (Y/N)" He places his hand on your back, gently guiding you out of the store, forgetting the lamp.

Harry:

You're at Harry's house for a movie night. You are in the kitchen, grabbing snacks, and Harry is picking out the movie.

"What about this movie, babe?" he asks, holding up The Hunger Games. You nod your head, grinning, since you have always had a celebrity crush on Josh Hutcherson. You grab your bowl of popcorn, and sit next to Harry on the couch. He puts his arm around your waist, bringing you closer to him, and presses play.