Harry: You and Harry have been dating for a week now, and you were still surprised that he hadn't found out that you were famous yet. You're an extremely famous singer, ALMOST like One Direction, but of course, nobody compares (to you!! Sorry, I love that song! :P) to One Direction. "Babe, this girl looks exactly like you," he said one say as you both were checking out at the grocery store. He was holding up a magazine with you as the cover. "Yeah..." you said, grinning. "Why are you smiling like that? Wait, is that you? Why didn't you tell me you were famous? So cool! Hey, there's me holding hands with you! Let's buy this magazine, I think this edition has nude photos..." he cheekily.
Liam: "That's what makes you beautiful!" you finished singing perfectly in the shower. You turned off the water, dried off, and slipped on a T-shirt and jeans, to find Liam gaping at the door. "What is it?" you asked, drying your hair/ "You can sing! Very well! Wow, that was perfect! You could be famous," he smiled widely at you. "Actually, Liam, I am!" you smiled back at him. "I should have known." he shook his head, and laughing at his silliness. "You're so beautiful you HAVE to be famous," he said. You shook your head, laughing. "Oh Liam," you sighed happily.
Louis: You and Louis were having an official "clean up day", because the flat has gotten incredibly dirty and messy. The radio was on as you guys were cleaning, because it just...sorta...helped. Kinda. "And this song will be by Y/N Y/L/N" the radio announced. Louis dropped the broom he was holding, and stared at you as you blushed and looked at the ground. Your song came on. "You're a singer?" he asked in awe. "I guess so," you said slyly. "Wow! Y/N that's great! Why didn't you tell me?" he asked, confused. You shrugged. "Okay," he said simply, and you both went back to cleaning. That was easy.
Niall: You and Niall have been dating for a year now, and you have no idea how he hasn't discovered your past vevo videos. Until today. You were cooking lunch for you and Ni, until Niall called you over. "Yeah Niall?" you asked innocently. "Is that you?" he asked, pointing to his laptop screeb. You leaned over and saw your music video. "Yep," you said, popping the 'p'. "And you never told me?" he asked, giving you a hurt expression, yet an adorable one. "Aww, Ni." you laughed sweetly, and hugged him. "I didn't want to tell you because I wanted to know how long it would take for you to find out," you smiled.
Zayn: You and Zayn were going on a second date tonight, and everything was going great. He still didn't know you were famous, but you didn't want him to know, afraid it would ruin your relationship with him somehow. Now you guys were sitting a table, face to face, and talking about eachother's interest. Stuff got quiet and awkward, then Zayn started humming a song. Your song. "What song is that?" you asked nervously, just to be sure. He shrugged. "I don't know, I heard it on the radio. It's really good, though." "Zayn...that's my song," you said quietly. "Then that's just another thing that makes you amazing, Y/N," he said simply, and kissed you.
A//N: Sorry this was bad! It's hard to write when you have hiccups. And my baby cousin is like BAWLING and I can't concentrate. Lame excuses, but whatevs. Vote, comment, request, fav, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla.
PS I had to do this GIF. I HAD TO!! Zayn's just too...I don't even know. Ughhh speechless :)

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