One Direction Preferences

He wants to cuddle

Harry: You were working on a essay that needed to be done by tomorrow to turn in and you were almost finished, just another paragraph more and you'd be finished. You've been working hard all weekend making sure the whole essay was totally perfect. Harry had kept out of your way until now. He missed you, and you were too busy to worry about him. Sitting on the couch, with the end of your pen in between your teeth and your face scrunched up in thought, Harry plops beside you making your laptop wobble on your lap. You glance sideways at him and he gives you a cheeky smile. You roll your eyes going back to the computer screen. You type another sentence, and suddenly you've got the next part all figured out. You type furiously wanting to quickly end the paragraph and be done with it. Harry's arm suddenly wraps your shoulders and you jerk your head around to face him. "Not now Harry please." You groan and turn back to the laptop screen. "But kitten, I wanna cuddle." He whines, scooting closer. You place your palm on his forehead pushing him away. He just comes back bolder, burying his face in the crook of your neck, kissing softly just wanting some 'us' time with you. You quickly type the last sentence, save and send to your professor as well as printing it out and then putting it in  folder to keep it away from being destroyed. You walk back into the living room to find Harry cuddling a pillow. You giggle, and sit on his lap putting your arms around his neck while kissing his cheeks. "Oh so now you want me, huh?" He asks, and you nod sheepishly. He grins, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you tightly to his chest. "Good." he mumbles.

Liam: Liam had told you this morning he would be home late, so you told him you'd wait anyways. You kept yourself busy cleaning around the house and making yourself something to eat and watching T.V. It rolled around midnight and Liam still wasn't home.  You lay down on your back watching T.V still awake. You hear a knock at the door, and you jump up running towards the door ready for Liam to be home. You open the door and see Liam standing there, shivering in the cold, bitter wind. "Come on." You urge and he grins walking inside. "I missed you." he breaths taking off his coat and gloves while your grab at his mittens getting them off. "Mm, cuddle with me please?" You nod and pull him upstairs to the bedroom. You turn on the T.V in this room flipping it to a show you both like. You lay down patting the spot beside you and he crawls up from the foot of the bed. He collapses beside you, pulling you into his side. He kisses your temple lightly, while clinging to you for warmth. You burry your face in the crook of his neck breathing hot air onto his cold skin. "I love you." You whisper, lips pressed to his ear. "I love you." He whispers back pressing his forehead against yours.

 Louis: You and Louis had just come back from a nice lunch date, in the pouring rain. You both decide to run home not bothering to take the taxi that drove you there. Louis opens the door and you both dart for the bedroom to change. After you get into comfy warm clothing, you put your hair in one of Louis' beanies letting it dry on it's own. You both skip down the stairs and plop yourselves down on the couch. "That was fun." You grin and he nods beside you, laying on his back propping his feet up on your lap. You give him a look and he smiles "cuddle with me beautiful?" You hesitantly agree to make him angry. You lay on top of his chest, face down rubbing your nose against his own. He blushes biting his lip as he looks at you. "Hi." You mumble, rubbing your nose with Lou's, making him giggle. He kisses your cheek. You kiss his nose biting down softly. He smiles, flipping you over onto your back while he hover's above you. "Hey." he responds before pressing his lips to yours in a nice passionate kiss that makes you dizzy after he's pulled away to make some warm tea for the both of you.

Niall: After a concert you and Niall get back to your hotel. He sighs, rubbing his face in his palms. "Babe, come on it's alright. Don't worry about them, they can say whatever they want. But you will always have an amazing voice. I love you, stupid Management doesn't have the right to shut your mike off like that. I'm so sorry baby." You coax, getting him in his PJ's. He keeps quiet as he slips under the duvet and you hear light sniffling. "No, no, no. Baby please don't cry." You take off your clothes, change quickly and snuggle into his back once you're under the covers. You rub his back lightly and he soon calms himself down. He turns, his face red and puffy, his eyes blurred by tears and his cheeks stained from previous tears. "I-I don't k-know why t-they do t-that to m-me." He sobs, breaking down again as he rests his head on your chest, wet tears soaking into your shirt. "I'm sorry Ni. If I could make them stop I would but they think it's a good thing. It most definitely is not. You're voice is different from all the other boys but that's what makes One Direction, the biggest boy band we know. They may not realize that fans love One Direction the way that it is. I'm so sorry." You whisper kissing his forehead over and over. He nods, sucking in a shaky breath. He pushes himself closer to you, and you wrap your arms around his shoulders holding him tightly. He eventually falls asleep hugging you tight.

Zayn: "Boo, boo, boo!" Zayn sings walking around the house trying to find you. You giggle pushing yourself deeper into the closet you are hiding in. Zayn and you are playing hide and seek. "Come out, come out where ever you are." he says mischievously. You squeal, covering your mouth with your hand. Zayn burst through the closet door, grabbing you and pulling you onto his body. He hoist you up on his waist, letting you wrap your legs around his fit torso as he brings you to the couch. You press your head against his chest letting him carry you. "I gotcha." He exclaims pecking your lips quickly. "Mm." You hum, listening to his heartbeat. You're very tired, because you and Zayn were trying to throw an all night-er and it was already 6 in the morning. He sits down, with you straddling his waist. You have your arms around his neck, not wanting to move because you're absolutely comfortable on Zayn's lap. He holds you tight. "I love you Y/N did you know that? I bet you did, but I don't think you know just how much I love you. I love you so much I'd die for you, you know? You're tired baby girl. You can sleep. I just thought I'd let you know so you can sleep peacefully. I know you like me to sing to you before bed, want me to do that now?" He whispers in your ear. You nod gripping the back of his T-shirt between your fingers slowly drifting to sleep. "You're hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me..." He continues until he gets to Niall's part, you already asleep curled up against his chest.

Josh: "Joshie!" you yell walking into the shared flat you two own. "Y/N you're home!" He grins hugging you tightly. You nod, kissing his cheek. "Did you clean the bathroom like I asked you?" You scowl hands on your hips as you stare at him. He widens his eyes. "Uh, totally.." he looks to the left, his cheeks becoming red. "Oh okay, let me go pee then." You say with a raised eyebrow ready to walk up the steps. "No, uh, I need too first!" he stops you, running up the stairs and grabbing the stuff and putting it in the dirty hamper. He stomps back down, grabbing you and holding you over his shoulder. He takes you into the backyard where he has a blanket set down for the two of you. You laugh patting his bum as he carries you. He sets you down, and you lay on your back looking up at him until he sits besides you. He pulls you close, burying his face in your shoulder. "How was work?" He mumbles, kissing your shoulder softly. "Meh, it was okay. I tripped and dropped these drinks all over the floor." You snort and he chuckles. "Of course you did." You look up at the sky, admiring the pretty clouds while Josh admires your pretty face. You look over at him, giving him a weird look. "I love you." he says snuggling into your side even more. You laugh and kiss his lips softly. "I love you too." He nods and turns his attention back to the sky to point out clouds with you.

Okay can I just say how upset I am about what happened at their concert? Niall was singing his solo in some song, and Management completely cut him off, lowering his mic, or shutting it off completely. He didn't even finish the solo. Like, how fucking selfish can you be? Niall's voice is beautiful. Without Niall 1D would not be, 1D. Niall's different from all the other boys, and being different is why One Direction is the biggest boy band we know. I couldn't believe they did that him. Harry and Louis tried giving him their mics, but because they have ear pieces they couldn't really do anything to help. Harry held Niall the rest of the night, but that's not going to fix how heart broken he must have been. I mean, remember in the first few concerts, when Niall got hate? Some fans would tell him he didn't deserve to be in the band? Now, management is saying that by turning off his mic. And there's a rumor that Niall wont be singing AT ALL in 'Where We Are.' Like, Niall deserves to sing just as much as the other boys do. He's just a boy trying to live his own dream. I was devastated when I heard that. Who wouldn't be? Niall isn't even my favorite in the band but because I love them all I feel for him. I get that, because Niall's Irish his pronunciation is different but when he sings, it's like all that is forgotten. He has an amazing voice, and it's just as impressive as all the other boys. I just really can't believe they'd go to something so drastic. I'm glad all the boys were there for him. Management is a bunch of dicks really. -Haley >:[