One Direction Preferences:
A stranger hits on you<3
Harry: he’s taken you out to a night club to celebrate his sister’s birthday; you leave Harry’s side and make your way over to the bar to get some drinks for you and him. You rest your elbows on the bar and wait to be served,
“Hey beautiful.” Someone says, leaning next to you. You turn to see a rough looking tallish man with jet black hair and a not so nice smile; you force a smile and turn away not interested.
“Can I ask something.” He says, edging closer. You wrinkle your nose at the fact he stinks of booze.
“Please.” You sigh and nod.
“What’s your name?” before you can answer a firm arm slides around your waist,
“(Y/N) soon to be Styles. In case you didn’t notice mate, she’s taken. Bye now.” He grunts and walks away, you turn round and Harry stares at you.
“You’re mine and only mine, okay?” You nod,
“All yours.” He smiles and gives you a quick kiss.
Niall: He’s taken you to your first football match; he’s psyched up and can’t stop jumping around like a little kid. It’s cute and makes you laugh. You find your seats and settle down waiting for the match to begin. When it does Niall helps you get your head around it and soon enough you’re shouting and cheering along, your side scores and you jump up in delight and begin celebrating. You nudge into the person next to you by accident and they turn to you and smile,
“Fancy somebody as beautiful as you being here.” He smirks; Niall hugs you from behind and places his chin on your shoulder.
“I know right, and she’s mine. Just can’t get better can it?” He rolls his eyes and Niall laughs and spins you round so you can take your seats again.
Zayn: It’s your five month anniversary and Zayn takes you out for a meal, he leads you into the restaurant and you sit down and order your meals.
“Excuse me.” Zayn says as he heads for the bathroom, you sit back and wait for the food to arrive. The waiter comes over and places down the food,
“Did your date leave?” he says with a smile, you shake your head.
“He’s just in the bathroom.” He sighs,
“Well, I’ve got something for you.” He drops a piece of paper next to you with his number on, you cringe and he walks away as Zayn joins you. He notices the look on your face,
“What’s wrong babe?” You chuck the paper over to him,
“That creepy waiter.” He nods and you finish your meals peacefully. At the end Zayn calls for the bill and the waiter comes over, Zayn pulls out cash as you stand up and places it on the tray.
“And for the record mate, try and pick up girls that aren’t taken.” Zayn says as he slams the number onto the tray, knocking it out of the waiter’s hands. He grabs your hand and leaves feeling rather proud with himself.
Liam: He takes you to go see Jay Z in concert, the whole nights going perfectly and you and Liam can’t stop smiling. You two are singing along and jumping around like excitable little children, you both can’t get over the fact you’re seeing your idol in concert. The concert draws to an end and you try and leave but get caught up in the massive crowd, Liam dashes ahead and you lose grip of him. You’re lost in the huge crowd and feel slightly panicky, you feel somebody grab your hand and look around for Liam. You’re disgusted when it’s not him and rip away,
“Babe what you doing, come on.” The slimy guy says, you try to step away from him but there are too many people. You shove through them and shudder at the fact he’s following you, when he’s out of sight you stop and look around for Liam. Suddenly two strong arms grab your waist and you scream and try and hit them off,
“Babe it’s me Liam what’s wrong?” You turn and hug Liam tightly,
“Some guy was trying to hit on me.” You confess, Liam shakes his head. You turn around and the guys’ familiar eyes meet yours,
“Oh I see why you were running, couldn’t wait to get your hands on another guy. Slut.” Liam shakes with anger,
“DON’T YOU DARE TALK TO MY GIRLFRIEND LIKE THAT AGAIN!” He roars as he shoves the guy back, he steps away with his hands up and slowly disappears into the crowd. You smile at Liam and he kisses your forehead softly.
Louis: you’ve taken Louis to his audition and he’s feeling nervous yet excited, you hold his hand the whole way round and remind him how proud you are of him and how good of a singer he is. You finally reach the audition rooms and wait for Louis’ name to be called, when it is you cross your fingers and pray for it to all go fine. The helper leads you backstage and stands with you as Louis goes onstage, he sings his heart out and you can’t help but smile.
“He’s amazing.” You mumble, the guy shrugs his shoulders.
“I’ve heard better.” You shake your head,
“Course.” He puts his hand on your shoulder,
“Hey sweetheart, I’m just being honest. You could do better, you know, with someone like me.” You laugh at his rubbish chat up technique,
“I think she’s fine with me.” Louis says as he takes your hand in his,
“I got four yes’ babe.” You squeal in delight and hug him tightly,
“So you can back off mate.” Louis says as he walks away with you, smiling widely.
