One of the boys ask you for advice
Harry: You’re sitting in the living room you share with Harry when Zayn steps in through the front door. “Hey, is Harry here?” he asks from the doorway, darting his gaze from you to the TV in front of you. “No, he went out to lunch with Tom… is everything alright?” you ask, turning on your knees to stare at him. “Do you mind if I just wait for him?” Zayn asked, taking a seat on the couch when you nodded your head. The two of you were silent for several moments until Zayn shifted back on the couch. “Are… can I ask you something?” Zayn asked suddenly. Muting the TV, you turn towards him to give him your full attention. “If a girl is ignoring your phone calls, hypothetically, what would that mean?” Zayn asks quietly, keeping his dark eyes turned towards the floor while leaning forward on his knees. “Maybe, that means this hypothetical girl is upset with whose ever phone calls she’s ignoring” you offer with a soft smile, watching as Zayn nods slowly. “What should that person do, to make that girl not mad anymore?” he asks. “Well, figure out why she’s upset first and then do their best to apologize” you tell him, setting your hand on his shoulder as the front door opens. “How do I find out if she’s mad at me?” he slips, staring at you as you smile softly. “Go to her apartment Zayn, talk to her” you tell him as Harry steps into the living room. Zayn smiles in appreciation before pressing a friendly kiss to your cheek. “What was that about?” Harry asks, watching as Zayn shuts the door behind him. “Just giving out my award winning advice,” you tease as he wraps his long arm around your shoulders. “Look at my baby, just a resident Dr. Phil over here” he mumbles against your cheek as you giggle.
Liam: “Louis, what can I do for you?” you ask, opening the door to the apartment you share with Liam to let Louis step into the entry way. “I need advice” he says, face serious and you frown. “Ok, let’s go in the kitchen” you tell him, leading him into the kitchen to poor him a cup of tea and take a seat at the bar. “Alright, Lottie asked me to be her date to this cotillion and I have no idea what to do. You’re from the south, advise me” Louis begs and you laugh gently. You pull some plates and silver wear out, lining them up on the table like you were taught before explaining what everything was for. Once Louis has gotten the hang of which fork to use for each course, you open your Pandora account and play your classical station while teaching him how to dance. “What’s going one?” Liam asks from the doorway, watching as you waltz around the kitchen with Louis. “She’s teaching me how to dance” Louis shrugs, stepping to the side as you step forward before turning you around. “And he’s learning! I think you’ll be ok Louis” you tell him, patting his cheek softly before stepping out of his embrace. “What was that about?” Liam asked once Louis had left. “He didn’t me to advise him on how to be proper… Lottie’s taking him to this cotillion thing as her date” you explain and Liam smiles. “You’re cute” he tells you, rubbing his nose against yours before kissing you.
Niall: You were walking around the toy store, searching for a gift for your nephew’s birthday. You’re scanning through the toys when you see a familiar brown haired boy one aisle over. “Liam… what are you doing here?” you ask with a smile, scanning the toys in front of him. “Well… I can’t seem to pick one out” he tells you, showing you the two toys he holds in his hands. You chuckle at him, setting the toy you had picked up back on the shelf to help Liam make his decision. “Well… this one shots lazars and this one’s a water gun; seems like a hard decision” you tease as the two of you mull over his decision. “Well… I think you should go with the lazar gun, personally” you say handing him the gun and Liam smiles. “Thanks love… I think that’s the best advice I’ve had all day” he says, picking a toy off the shelf to hand it to you. “Your nephew would like this one” he tells you. When you return home that night, Niall looks up from the TV with a smile. “Find something?” he asks, watching as you pull out the toy Liam had advised. “Liam helped me pick it out” you tell him, watching as Niall quirked an eyebrow at you. “He was struggling over what to buy for… well, I don’t know why he was buying it but he was, so I helped him pick one out and he helped me pick one out for my nephew” you explained. “You’re just a regular Jeremy Kyle, helping everyone with life changing decisions like what toy to buy” he mumbles against your neck and you giggle.
Louis: You worked for a fashion magazine in London, blogging about recent trends and styles. Everyone knows how fashionable you are so it’s no surprise when Harry comes to you for advice on what to wear for an event later in the week. He’s been in a rut with his clothing, sticking with his classic jeans, t-shirt, and that beanie you hate so much. You take him to the sample room of the magazine you work for, letting him browse through the racks as your editor watches giddily. “This one?” he asks, holding up a navy blue suit and you cock your head to the side as you imagine him in the suit. “That would look good, let’s try a plaid button down with it” you say, pulling out the one you have in mind and hand it to him. a week later, he and your editor can’t thank you enough when he lands on the best dressed list of every magazine. “He looked better than me” Louis complains and you chuckle. “He asked for help” you shrug.
Zayn: You’ve been sitting on the couch, letting your toe nails dry when Niall steps into the apartment you share with Zayn. He begins explaining how he wanted to ask a girl he had met at an event out for a while now. He hadn’t stopped talking about her to the boys and the more he explains the situation, the more you realize he’s been talking about this girl for a while now. “Can you help me not make it awkward?” he questions with blushed cheeks and you chuckle. You remind him of the story of how Zayn asked you out, giving him some tips on how to approach the girl without coming on too strong. “If you get awkward, it’ll be ok” you tell him with a smile as Zayn chuckles. “It worked for me” he reminds his blond friend, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
