One Direction Preferences

"You're not going anywhere."

Preference #44 “You’re not going anywhere.”

Harry:Sometimes you can’t help but let the hate get to you. You feel bad because you don’t deserve this hate you’re getting. You’re not even supposed to have it. And when he sees that you’re questioning if all of this is worth it, he takes you in his arms and hugs you tight, rocking you back and forth. “Don’t say that. Don’t scare me. You’re not going anywhere. I won’t let you.”

Liam: The two of you are fighting, shouting, too angry to calm down. Things are thrown, vases are shattered, and you’ve had enough. You try to walk out, but he stops you, yanks you away from the door, and slams it. “You’re not going anywhere,” he whispers. “Not in this storm.” You’re not sure if he’s talking about the storm or he’s talking about the two of you.

Louis: You’re with him at the bar, and just as he leaves to get drinks, a strange man approaches you and starts drunkenly dancing behind you, pulling your hips to grind with his. “Let go of me,” you say, trying your best to get out of his grip, but he’s too strong. Louis sees you and he marches to you, glaring at the drunk man. The man sees the anger in Louis’ eyes and tries to run away, but soon Louis’ hands are gripping the man’s collar. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Niall: This is the first time the two of you have seen each other in months. The two of you stroll around the mall, window shopping, when fans spot you. They ask Niall for autographs and pictures, and being the nice person he is, he gives the fans what they want. You try to move to give the fans more space, but Niall holds your hand and grins at you. “You’re not going anywhere, babe. I had to be away from you in weeks. Won’t let that happen again.”

Zayn: You shower him with kisses on his face and neck as you sat on his lap. He laughs, but lets you kiss him anyway. He places his hand on your bum and slaps it lightly, obviously liking the attention you’re giving him. You stop and shake your head. “You’re bad. Slapping my bum like that. No more for you.” You try to leave his lap but he wraps his arms on your waist and kisses you. “You’re not going anywhere. Such a tease.”