One Direction Preferences

#25 - He sees you fangirling

Niall: It's a Sunday, and you're curled up in a ball watching television while Niall is upstairs sleeping. He usually slept in late, but it was completely understandable since he was constantly touring and he's worn out.
The credits roll on the movie you were so indulged in. You sigh, looking for more movies to watch until Niall wakes.
Suddenly, you see 'Twilight' in one of the channels and jump up from your seat, selecting it. Luckily, you're at the exact part where Taylor Launter takes off his shirt, revealing his toned abs.
You gasp, covering your mouth.
Squeals erupt from your mouth as you get as close as you can to the T.V. as possible. You stare in amazement.
"Ehem." A familiar voice clears their throat behind you, and you turn around abruptly to see Niall standing there, remote in hand, turning your show off.
You blush, wondering how much of your fangirling he witnessed.

Harry: It's your birthday and he's taking you to an Austin Mahone concert. V.I.P passes. You've been a Mahomie ever since you met Harry, you were dedicated.
After an amazing show, security lets you backstage, and tears instantly pour down your cheeks as Austin smiles at you. "OH MY GOD WHAT IS EVEN GOING ON?" You try to contain yourself when he goes in for a hug, but you end up getting tears on his shoulder.
You hand your phone to Harry so he can take a picture.
"She really loves you," Harry slightly chuckles from behind your phone, snapping a photograph.
Austin gives you his winning smile. "Love you too." He laughs before moving onto the next fan.
"Thanks so much, Haz. This was the second best day of my life. Next to the day we met, that is." You kiss his cheek, viewing the picture of you and your idol.

Louis: "This is nice." Lou says, laying his beach towel down on the sand next to yours.
"Right? It's perfect weather!" You exclaim, flipping over so that your back also gets an even amount of sun.
Music is being played from a group of girls' radio.
"I gotta go to the bathroom, be right back, love." Louis says, getting up. You nod, smiling.
Everything is calm, when all of a sudden, Justin Bieber's 'Beauty And A Beat' comes on. You scream in joy as you hop up, jumping up and down in the sand. You look at the girls who own the radio and they are also fangirling.
Fellow Beliebers. You walk over to them, since they were only a few feet away from you and scream with them.
You see Louis walking over to you from afar with a confused look on his face. He soon realizes Justin Bieber is playing, as his confusion turns to embarrassment.
The song is over, and you and the girls have become friends, exchanging phone numbers.
"I'm gone for two minutes and when I come back, you're screaming at the top of your lungs with strangers." Lou laughs.
"They aren't strangers. They're fangirls. We're a family." You giggle, trying to get your heart rate to calm down.

Liam: As you absentmindedly scroll through your Twitter feed, Liam is on one end of an important phone call.
You click 'Connect' and see followers, retweets, and favorites gained. The occasional hate here and there, when something caught your attention.
"Channing Tatum and 113 others followed you." Your screen read. Your heart nearly stops as you click the name, making sure it isn't a scam.
The blue tick next to his name assured you it was everything but a scam.
You inhale a large amount of air before remembering Liam was on the phone.
You held in your scream until you hear him say, "Okay, thanks. Bye."
In that moment, you released a scream that was so loud, it nearly shook the house.
"What happened?!" Liam rushes into your room, his muscles flexing as if he were ready to tackle something.
"CHANNING TATUM JUST FREAKING FOLLOWED ME!" You continue to scream.
"Who?" He asks.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS."
You set him down on your bed and force him to watch every single movie Channing was in, starting with the funniest, 21 Jump Street.

Zayn: "ZAYN!" You call from your bedroom, huddled up in blankets, phone in your face. Tears are streaming down your face.
"Yes, love?" He asks, sitting at the foot of your bed. "Why are you crying."
"Don't laugh at me..." You begin.
"I won't."
"I'm crying because," you struggle to continue.
"Because?" Zayn takes your hand in his.
"BECAUSE CODY SIMPSON IS PERFECT, ALRIGHT?!" You cry.
"Seriously?" His face said the same thing his mouth did.
You nod.
"Girls." He smiles, shaking his head. He kisses you on the cheek and leads you in the living room to cuddle with him.

A/N: I was laughing so hard while writing this because I've done all of this stuff haha! c:

-Shay