Louis: Louis loved that fact that you were a fan of One Direction before you ever met, what he didn’t know was that he wasn’t exactly your favorite at first. You and Louis would always have long conversations about your past and now, as you sat talking about how you first got into One Direction, he caught on to something he hadn’t heard before. “Yeah, I had one of the Liam dolls.” You giggled, blushing in embarrassment. “You didn’t have one of me?” His brow furrowed as he asked his question. You shook your head. “No, my mom would only buy me one so I had to pick between you and Liam.” You cringed as you waited for his reaction. The look on his face told you that he was confused as to why you’d choose Liam over him. “Well back then Liam was my favorite. You were my number two though.” He remained quiet until you continued. “But now you’re my number one, my one and only actually.”
Harry: You’d warned your family that Harry was coming home with you, begged them not to pull out baby pictures, but most importantly not to talk about your being a massive fan of One Direction even before you’d met him. Still, they wouldn’t listen, the baby pictures coming out before you even sat down for dinner. “Now, he’s not the one you liked at first is he (Y/N)?” Your mom asked, your head falling to your hands as you heard her. Harry sat beside you, his eyebrows raised questioningly, waiting for your answer. “I always liked Harry mom.” You tried to cover yourself but your mom wouldn’t let up. “No, I could have sworn you liked the blonde one.” She continued, making you groan in response. Thankfully, Harry squeezed your hand once it was beneath the table, the small smile on his face letting you know it hadn’t bothered him that much because well, maybe you were a fan of Niall, but your true love was something only Harry would ever have
Niall: You sat across from Niall at dinner, unable to believe you’d scored a date with Niall Horan of One Direction, let alone one of the most wonderful guys you’d ever met. You made small talk initially, learning about who he was outside of being famous though you knew he was crazy about his fans and music. When the subject came up, you complimented his music, having been a small fan before meeting him. “Honestly I didn’t really know much about you until now. I just knew I liked the one with the dark hair.” You laughed. “Zayn, you liked Zayn at first?” He replied, a little falter in his voice but he regained himself, realizing it was a thing of the past. “Well now you get to like me.”
Liam: Liam had never seen a girl in the crowd who he took so much interest in, as you made your way through the line though, he was unable to take his eyes off of you. He waited until you were right up to him, posing for a picture. As you made your exit, a security guard pulled you to the side, asking that you wait for a moment. Once the meet and greet session was finished, Liam came to talk to you, noting the button of Louis you wore. “So, Louis is your favorite?” He asked, nodding towards your chest, where the item was pinned. You blushed a little, pushing a stray hair behind your ear and looking over to Louis and finally back to Liam. “Well yeah, but I’m open for persuasion.” You smirked at him, ready to switch sides for the guy who took notice of you even in a crowd of so many other girls.
Zayn: “Who’s Harry?” Zayn asked as he looked around your old bedroom. There were a few posters hung on your wall but right now his attention was focused on an old notebook you had, a heart drawn around the name Harry on the cover. You blushed a little, looking at the book from when you were in high school. “Harry Styles actually. I used to be pretty big on Harry when I was in school.” You admitted, looking over as his face dropped, realizing that he wasn’t always your favorite. Knowing Zayn could sometimes be sensitive over other guys you grabbed his hand, kissing his cheek. “Before I met you.
