Zayn: You were trying to practice your starts for a NSC exhibition event that you were in, and Zayn would interrupt you every 5 minutes.
"Zayn, like I have said almost a million times before, I am practicing my starts." You said, annoyed that he was bothering you, again!
"Sorry...I just want to help."
"How?"
"Well...we could play 'Speed Meet.' You could be the skater, and I could be the referee."
"Ok, whatever." He stood behind you, and helped get your form correct. At the event, you were dominating, all thanks to Zayn, your 1Derful boyfriend.
Niall: You were trying to study for a huge World History test, and he was giving suggestions on how to take notes, but you were annoyed with this.
"Niall, I know how to take notes. Alright?" You almost screamed at him. You had to try your best not to lose it, because you would lose all of your focus.
"Sorry, love. I just want to help."
"It's OK. Just from now on, don't distract me when I'm studying." That promise was broken the next day, when you were trying to type an essay for Honors Literature.
Liam: You were having the worst nightmare ever, and Liam was watching you toss, turn, and scream cries for help. He took you into his chest after a few minutes of watching you go through that.
"It's OK, lovely. I just want to help. I just want to help you get rid of that bad thought. Now, go back to sleep."
"LiLi's going to stay??"
"Yes, LiLi's here to stay. Forever. Now, fall back asleep." That never happened, but you tried.
Louis: You were editing a classmate's persuasive essay on dams, and it wasn't going well. You could barely read the handwriting, and the paragraphs didn't flow the way that they should. It was a bad paper.
"Hey, Janel, still reading that dumb dam essay?" Louis asked.
"I can't understand it. The handwriting's so bad, I can't read it." You sassed back, not really meaning to be sassy, but you were upset.
"I want to look at it." You let him have the essay, and he could barely read it. "I just want to help....this person. He sucks at this."
"I won't tell him that you said that..."
Harry: You were trying to plan your outfit for a dance that Harry was taking you to, and it had to be perfect.
"Janel, what are you doing?"
"Looking for clothes for Friday, why?"
"Oh........well....."
"What?"
"I just want to help. No need to get upset."
"Ok, sorry. In all seriousness, what am I going to wear?"
"How about this dress?" He pulled out the dress that you wore when you presented your speech for class president at your high school.
"Maybe...I'll think about it." You ended up wearing the dress that Harry picked to the dance.
-Janel
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