Harry: Lux is wiggling by the speakers, shaking her hips to make the ruffles in her skirt flare out before she giggles and claps her hands. You're observing her from the kitchen with Lou, helping her prepare for the little girls birthday party. Harry's with Tom, entertaining the guests while keeping Lux out of trouble when a girl you've never seen before walks up to him. Harry is friendly, making conversation with the new face before his eyes search for yours. He gives you a soft smile, raising his beer bottle to you before returning his attention to the girl as she giggles and touches his arm. You try to ignore her for the rest of the night but it's almost impossible when she tries to attach herself to your boyfriend. Once a majority of the guests have left, except a few close friends and the no-name girl, you've had enough. Lou is putting Lux to sleep when you stalk towards Harry, locking eyes with him as he watches you. Sliding into his lap, you roll your hips against his until he gives you that breathy moan that always does you in and you smile. "Don't forget who you're going home with" you whisper teasingly, nipping his bottom lip.
Liam: Liam is pressing heated kisses to your jaw, fingers trailing up your sides when there's a knock on the door. He ignores it initially, pushing your dress up your thighs while pressing you harder into the couch cushions but the knocking becomes louder and soon Andy's voice can be heard through the door. If there's one thing Andy's good at, it's cockblocking. He has his new girl with him, the one he's been waiting to introduce the both of you, and she's all smiles and trays of cookies. Liam is impressed with her culinary skills, shoving cookie after cookie into his mouth while praising her for how good they are. She gives him endless smiles and compliments on his music and apartment, barely acknowledging you and before long, Andy can tell the shit is about to hit the fan. "Andy... you sure know how to cockblock" you blurt unapologetically, watching as Liam's face blushes and the girl looks uncomfortable.
Niall: The last place you want to be is at the X-Factor. Niall had conveniently forgotten to tell you the boys would be performing there when he asked you to come to the States for a few weeks. You were less than pleased when you discovered that piece of information. So, here you stand as they practice their set for the night, arms crossed and everyone knows you are not happy. Your eyes narrow when she appears, all bright smiles and flowing hair and you have to try not to choke her out. His eyes dart to yours when Demi steps up to him, arms wrapping around his shoulders for a hug and he knows he's in trouble. You wait until she's walking away before you make a move for the stairs, eyes trained on Niall's and he's not sure what's coming but he knows it won't be good. You press against him, pulling his mouth down to yours for a kiss that is entirely too inappropriate for daytime or outside the bedroom and he stumbles into you, hands gripping your hips to steady himself. "You are mine" you remind him, warm breath blowing against his lips and he nods. "Possessive?" Harry teases and you shrug with a wink.
Louis: You loved award shows. The amount of famous people you were able to meet while on Louis arm was incredible. But of course with great things also comes the bad. You were told to stand to the side as the boys took their picture with Taylor Swift on the red carpet. After Harry had publicly demolished any hope she had of getting with him, she was keeping her distance from him and posed herself beside Louis on the end. After the photographers got their pictures the boys moved on down the line, all except for Lou. Taylor had struck a desperate conversation up with him as the photographers continued to shoot every moment. You roll your eyes, immediately catching on to what she was doing and quickly decided you had had enough. You walk in between the small space that was left holding them apart, and look up into his eyes. "Um, excuse me?" Taylor says annoyed. You whip around, brushing your hair in her face. "Don't," you simply say. "We were clearly talking," she continues. "Uhh," Louis begins, trying to warn Taylor of what she is getting herself into. "Whatever it was, I'm sure it wasn't important, seeing as though everything that comes out of your fake ass mouth is pure bullshit," you say, turning around to Louis. He holds his hand out and you take it as the two of you walk away. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" He asks, smiling down at you.
Zayn: Zayn and Niall have sat down for an interview with a very flirtatious presenter. You stand behind the camera sending pure evil her way. Zayn can see you are getting agitated and only wishes she would stop. You are in complete shock as you see her get up out of her seat and sit down on your boyfriend's lap, causing everyone, Niall included, to be concerned with your impending actions. "Hell no," you say quietly. "Don't cause a scene," Preston says. "No worries," you answer smiling. You pull out your phone and dial Zayn's number knowing he has it on vibrate and she will be able to feel it as well. "Who is that Zayney," she asks. He pulls his phone out of his back pocket and looks at you. She clearly didn't recognize that the name on the phone was you as she tells him to answer it for fun. He holds the phone up to his ear, worried of what you will say. "Hand her the phone," you say calmly. He says nothing to the presenter, just quietly hands her the phone as he hangs his head, Niall following, both knowing what is about to happen won't be good for the presenter. "Hello!" She says with an inquisitive smile on her face. "I suggest you get the FUCK up!!" You shout, not even needing to be on the phone to get the message out from behind the shadows. She's startled by your loud tone in her ear, but quickly stands up and walks back to her seat, handing Zayn back his phone. "That's (y/n) for you," Niall says under his breath with a smile. Zayn looks in your direction as you show him your proud smile. "That wasn't too sceney was it Preston?" You say patting him on the shoulder as he rocks his head in his hand.
