One Direction Preferences / Imagines (Book 1)

He pays attention to his ex

Zayn:"I'm home," you call, as always, as you step through the front door of the apartment, but this time you get no reply. You quirk an eyebrow as you wander through to the living room, finding Zayn lying on the settee, his head nodding to the beat of whatever was playing through his headphones. When he sees you he smiles, pulling the buds out his ears and sitting up, "Hey love, how's your day been?". "Alright," you sigh with a small smile, sitting down between his legs and kissing him softly, "Listening to anything good?". He smiles again, even more enthusiastically, "Little Mix's new album - management let us have a preview. Listen," he hands you one of the buds, replacing the other in his own ear, "There's this one track, and the riff is just great. And you should hear Perrie on it - on another level!". Your smile becomes more forced at his praise for his ex-girlfriend - not that you were jealous or anything. You nod along slightly to the beat, as Zayn had been moments before, watching his face beam as it reaches Perries solo, "Well she's certainly got a right voice on her,". "Tell me about it," he agrees, before turning the music off and getting to his feet, "You hungry? I'll sort tea if you want?". "That'd be nice," you smile, getting to your feet too and kissing his cheek as you pass him towards the bedroom to get changed. Once changed into your pyjamas, you opt to lie on the bed for a while, flicking through your phone in an attempt to distract you from all thoughts of Zayn and Perrie. As you refresh your twitter feed though, one tweet catches your eye, sent just moments ago, '@zaynmalik: @LittleMixOffic Just been listenin to new tracks! so good ;) Perrie just keeps getting better and better! good luck girls'. Your stomach tightens, and your eyes widen as you hear Zayn call, "Foods done babe!". You don't move, and not matter how hard you try to can't take your eyes off the tweet that's sending jealousy rushing through your veins.

Niall:"How was America then?" you ask your boyfriend with a smile as you settle on the settee beside him. "Awesome," he grins back, his arm automatically dropping around your shoulders. The One Direction boys had been flown over to America last minute to perform on the XFactor USA. "Get up to much while you were there?" you ask curiously, pinching a few of the grapes from the bowl he was holding. "Well, we did the show you know," he starts to explain, his eyes glazing over slightly, "It's so different to how we do it over here, like the behind the scenes stuff. Got to see Demi again too,". You look away at that - though you were aware that the two of them had never been a couple, Niall had made it no secret in the past before he met you that he had a thing for her. You're drawn out of your thoughts by Niall chuckling to himself beside you, shaking his head, "She's a nutter - does a good job as being a judge though. We ended up going out for a meal... It was nice,". "Oh," you mumble, biting your lip as you turn your attention towards the TV, feeling your cheeks reddening in emotion. Seconds later the arm wrapped around you squeezes, and Niall leans over to kissing lightly beside your ear before reassuring you, "Not like that love, all of us went out for a meal, the boys, all the team, everyone,". You're blushing from embarrassment now as you turn your head slightly, catching the slight smirk on his face. He goes on when you don't say anything, his tone smug, "Though i'll admit I quite like the fact you get jealous about me,". You narrow your eyes at him for a second before laughing, pushing the remaining grape you're holding into his lips, causing him to join in with your laughter.

Liam:Liam groans as he throws his mobile down beside the open suitcase lying on the bed, and you lean in the bedroom doorway watching him. "What's up babe?" you ask quietly, though you suspect you already know the reason why. The boys had only been back home for a few days, but this afternoon management had called them with last minute promotion work they now had to do, meaning they had to leave, again, tonight. "I can't get in touch with Dani, I wish she'd just pick up!" he whines, throwing a few tshirts unneatly into the case before reaching for the phone and dialling once more. You straighten yourself slightly, your arms folding across your chest, not speaking until he hangs up the phone yet again, "Why do you need Danielle?". "Loki," he answers simply, heading back towards the wardrobe, "Need to sort out either her picking him up or me dropping him off with her before I go. But she's not picking up,". You sniff slightly, moving into the room and sitting on the space on the bed, "I can look after him... You know I can look after him,". He turns to look at you, a sad smile spreading across his features as he makes his way over to you, "I know, and I know you'd do a wonderful job of it," he kisses your forehead lightly, "But he's Dani's dog. We agreed when we... Split up, that she would have him whenever I was away because of work,". You nod, looking away through the doorway where you could see Loki rolling on the floor of the living room, chewing at one of his toys. "I could keep trying to ring her if you like?" you offer, forcing a small smile as you look back at your boyfriend, "While you finish packing?". "Thank you," he replies sincerely, kissing you quickly before returning to packing his bag as you reach for his abandoned phone.

Louis:You can hear Louis huffing from across the room, a sure sign that he's pissed off about something. You wander up behind the settee where he's sat, letting your hands rest on his shoulders where you gently massage them, "What's up babe?". He sighs, tilting his head to one side slightly to give you better access, "Eleanor called,". "Oh yeah?" you ask curiously, half listening as you focus your attention on relaxing your boyfriend. "Yeah," he begins to explain, "The press have been at her a lot lately apparently, you know, demanding for interviews and what not. She's getting sick of it,". You frown slightly at that, pausing in your ministrations, "Surely that would have stopped by now? You two haven't been together in over a year,". He nods, "You'd think so, but obviously not. They don't know when to let up," he pauses for a moment, "She was really upset when she rang - it's affecting her job,". You resume your massaging, "What does she expect you to do though? Surely it's out of your hands now, it's her problem,". Louis tenses beneath your hands before jumping to his feet, "Of course it's still my problem!" he snaps suddenly, turning to look at you, "Just like it's my problem when the press start attacking you!". You frown slightly, shrugging, "I know Lou, and I didn't mean it like that. I just...". He sighs deeply, holding his hand out for you, guiding round the settee til you're stood in front of him, "I know," he kisses both your cheeks lightly, "But I still feel bad - if she'd never dated me in the first place she wouldn't be having all this hassle now,".

Harry:"I feel so out of my depth here," you mutter quietly, holding onto Harry's arm as if your life depended on it as he guides the two of you through the heaving party. As you glance around the room your gaze flickers from celebrity to celebrity, and with each turn of your head you feel even more out of place. "You shouldn't," Harry turns his head slightly to smile down at you, "You look beautiful,". You roll your eyes at his compliment, but you can't help but smile slightly. "Come on," he smiles lightly, transferring your hold from his arm to his hand, as he continues to guide you to his supposed destination. "Haz?" the two of you hear someone call, and both your heads flick around to see who it was. "Caroline?" you watch the grin spread across Harry's face at the sight of his face, the two of you taking a few steps to the left towards her. You feel his hand leave yours as he leans forward to hug Caroline, the two of them laughing lightly at something you didn't quite catch. You stand awkwardly beside your boyfriend and his ex as the two of them catch up very animatedly - you're very aware that Harry has yet to introduce you, nor has he taken hold of your hand again like he usually would. "Oh Caroline," Harry exclaims suddenly, turning to look at you with a beaming smile, reaching out to take your hand and pull you a step forward, "This is my girlfriend, (Y/N). This is Caroline,". You smile shyly, eyes widening slightly as Caroline unexpectedly leans forward to wrap her arms briefly around you, "It's great to meet you - Harry's told me a lot about you. You're so cute together,". You're at a loss for words, your gaze flickering between her and Harry in confusion, simply smiling politely. "Indeed," Harry smiles, pulling you closer to him and placing a kiss to the top of your head, "I've never been happier,".