One Direction Preferences

#4 - You can't sleep.

Niall:

The snoring of your boyfriend, Niall, sleeping next to you and the slight sound of the fan is the only noise in the room. You blankly stare at your ceiling, feeling nothing but air being blown on you and the tossing of Niall's body.

Just shut your eyes and go to sleep. You thought to yourself, closing your eyes. Your laying there for a long time, still wide awake.

Suddenly, Niall moans in his sleeps and shifts positions. You glance over at him, and he slowly flutters his eyes open. The light of the moon shines, brightening his blue eyes, making them glow. He looks at you and says, "Why are you awake?" His Irish accent is raspy.

"I can't sleep. Like, at all." You sigh, sitting up, as he does.

Niall embraces you in a warm, long hug, then gets up to get something. Minutes later, he comes back with a glass of warm milk.

"Thanks." You say as he sits it down on the night stand.

He crawls back in bed as you sip it.

"C'mon, we'll fall asleep together." Niall takes your hand and you rest your head on his chest. All you hear is his heart beat until you slip into a deep sleep.

Harry:

One second your hot, then your cold, then your comfortable, then your not. You just couldn't seem to close your eyes and sleep, like Harry laying next to you.

You've tried everything. Everything from pills, to warm milk. Nothing is working so you pull your phone out and play a game.

"Babe? What's the matter?" You jump and look at Harry. His curls are messy, and he flips his hair and squints at you.

"Nothing, go to sleep." You tell him.

"Then why were you up? What time is it?"

"It's only 4 in the morning," you shrug. "No biggie."

"Can't sleep?" He asks, scooting next you and putting his arm around you.

"No." You say angrily, hugging him. He lays down, and you do too.

He rubs your back and starts to sing 'Teenage Dirtbag' to you.

Eventually, you both fall asleep, with you on his bare chest.

Louis:

It's two in the morning and you're in your room staring into the darkness. Louis is sitting in the living room with the boys quietly watching the tele. They knew you had a headache, so they told you they'd be quiet while you sleep.

You couldn't sleep, all you could do was lay there with your eyes closed. You kept wanting Louis to come in, and you even thought about asking him to give you a relaxing massage, but he was with his friends and you didn't want to ruin their fun.

About five minutes later, Louis comes in and the door creaks. He tip toes in and sits at the end of the bed.

"Did I wake you up? I'm sorry, babe."

"No, I've been awake for hours." You sigh.

"Want some pills?" He asks, standing up.

"Nahh."

"A massage?"

"Well, if you insist." You laugh. Louis starts to massage your back gently. You fell asleep almost instantly.

Liam:

"Psst, Liam." You whisper, trying to wake your boyfriend. You couldn't sleep and this was your last resort. You didn't want to wake him up, since he was sleeping so soundly, but you couldn't help it.

Liam starts moaning and opens his eyes.

"[Y/N]? What's the matter?" He asks, rubbing his eyes, propped up on his elbows.

"Sorry for waking you up, but I can't sleep." Your voice is tired and groggy, but you're not sleepy.

"It's okay, just lie down, I'll be right back." He gets up, an goes to the closet.

He comes back with a heated blanket.

"This never fails to make me sleep like a baby." He laughs and tucks you in.

"What would I do without you?" You kiss him on the cheek and you both fall sound asleep together.

Zayn:

It's about four in the morning and you're pacing back and forth in your kitchen, trying to ware yourself out. You couldn't sleep so you got up.

"Sleep. You're very, very, sleepy." You trying to hypnotize yourself. You knew you probably looked really stupid, but you'd do anything to sleep.

Suddenly, you hear a giggle and turn around to see Zayn laughing at you.

"What?" You ask, putting your hands on your hips.

"What are you doing!?" He's laughing so hard, he starts to complain of a stomach ache.

"I can't sleep so I'm trying to hypnotize myself. Problem?" You giggle.

"C'mon," he picks you up bridal style and carries you to your bedroom and sets you down on the bed.

"Read me a story." You command, playfully.

"Ooh, sassy," he grabs a Dr. Suess book that you always read to Lux when you watched her.

"One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish." He begins, and within two pages, you fell asleep.