One Direction Preferences

#20 - Flowers

Niall: You flutter your eyes open and look at the clock. Nine o'clock. Looking over to the empty part of the bed where Niall usually was, you put on a sad smile and groan at his absence. Tour always sucked for you, being forced to sit alone waiting to be happy again.

You roll out of bed and look at your self in the mirror before opening your closet. You begin browsing through your clothes and realize that Niall had left his favorite tank top behind.

Taking advantage of it, you slip it off the hanger and put it on along with a pair of shorts.

You then jog down the stairs to brush your hair and teeth.

Once you're done, you grab your mail key and open the door. Something below catches your attention and you take a step back, trying not to squash whatever the object was.

You glance down, expecting to see a shoe box or something unimportant that the wind had blown onto your welcome mat.

But, you were happy to see that it was a bouquet of multi-colored roses. Confused, you pick it up, smelling them. The aroma of them fills your nose, making you grin lightly. The corner of a pice of paper sticks out and your grab it and you're curious to see what it says.

It reads; "Dear Y/N, the tour is going great but I miss you so much! I miss your scent, your hair, your laugh, everything. I hope the flowers bring a smile to your face. Love you. xx :) -Niall"

You can't hold back your wide smile. With every word you read, you missed him even more. You look down at your slippers, smiling like an idiot.

You grab his tee, and take a sharp breath in, and you smirk, nodding. Niall's cologne coated the shirt.

You walk inside, setting the flowers in a baby blue vase. Right next to a window so they could get some sunlight.

You then rush upstairs to get your phone, dialing his number on your way back down. You press call and hold it up to your ear.

Niall picks up, food in his mouth. "Hello?"

"Hey, Niall." You laugh at his eating habit.

"Hi, babe!" His tone brightens as he realizes it's you he's speaking to. Niall's voice makes your heart skip a beat.

"Thank you for the flowers, they're beautiful." You smile at the vase, walking towards it and sniffing them once more.

"Beautiful flowers for a beautiful princess."

You feel your cheeks getting hot, and you just laugh half heartedly.

"Oh, and you left your tank here. You know the five seconds of summer one?" You ask, looking down at it.

"Yes, I know. I left it there so you'll have something to look at when you missed me."

"Oh." You say.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah, Ni?"

"Are you wearing it?" He asks, and you can hear the smirk on his face. You cheeks become pink as you say, "Maybe."

Harry: It's a warm, Saturday evening and your sitting in your backyard with Harry, bored out of your mind. You're sitting Indian style and Harry is laying on his stomach, picking blades of grass out from the dirt.

You see a bush with a ton of flowers attached to it, and you crawl your way over to it.

Picking out many flowers, all of different colors and shapes and sizes, you bring them to Harry and put them in his curly hair.

He looks up at you questioningly, and all you do is grin in return.

Once you're finally all done, you take a step back and laugh to yourself.