One Direction Preferences Part 2

First time he hears you sing

First time he hears you sing

Harry: It was one of your first dates with him. He took you midnight bowling because he remembered that you said you had never been. You immediately loved it as soon as you stepped foot in the building. The lights were off, everything was illuminated by black lights and neon on the lanes. Music was blaring, but you could still hear everything Harry was saying to you. “Over here,” he motioned to you as he walked over to the counter. “We’ll need a lane and two pairs of shoes, please,” he said to the girl working the counter.”Sure thing, shoe sizes?” “I need a 10.5 and my girlfriend needs a y/s/s,”  he said grabbing your hand. “Here you go, lane eight,” she said setting the shoes on the counter. You both grab you shoes and head over to your lane. You guys started off the game and Harry ended up leading by a few points. While he was up, you were sitting at the panel when your favorite started playing out of the speakers overhead. You started singing along not noticing when Harry came up. “I didn’t know you could sing,” he said standing behind you. You hadn’t realized he came back and was startled. “I can’t,” you said grabbing your ball from the ball return. “Yes you can. I just heard you,” he argued following you as you made your way to the alley. “Not well, and go away before you mess me up,” you told him. “Fine, but just so you know, you aren’t half bad at singing,” he said as he turned to walk back to his seat. You took a deep breath and started to line the ball up. Just as you were about to release the ball you felt a pair of hands grab your sides. You jumped ten feet in the air.”I told you not to mess with me, Curly,” you said trying to be as serious as possible even though you were laughing like crazy. “You definitely let go of the ball before I tickled you,” he said defending himself. You both stood there watching your ball roll down the gutter. “You did that,” you said to him laughing. “I did no such thing. Don’t blame me just because you can’t bowl,” he said teasing you as he hugged you, “but it’s okay babe, I’m not dating you for your bowling skills.” “Good thing,” you muttered just before he kissed you. The whole way home he made you sing literally every song that came on the radio. 

Liam: Ever since you were little you sang in the shower. You didn’t even know how you got started. It was just something you did, something you had always done. You were self conscious about it though. You never liked for anyone to hear you, you didn’t think you were any good. All your life you found ways to cope. You would shower after everyone went to sleep, while you were home alone, before everyone woke up. Moving in with Liam made it all the more complicated to do. Your bathroom was in your room, so that ruled out waking up before him and waiting for him to go to sleep. You had the bathroom downstairs, but it would be too much to move everything down there and back up after. So that left only one option. You would just have to wait until he left the flat. “Babe, Niall just called. He needs me to go over there and help him with his laptop. It’s messing up and he wants me to see if I can fix it,” Liam told you as you guys sat on the couch. You saw your window of opportunity. “How long will you be gone?” you asked. “Ten, twenty, maybe 30 minutes at the most,” he answered. “Why?” “No reason, I was just about to go get a shower,” you said nonchalantly. “Oh, alright. Well, be back soon,” he said as he kissed you then walked out the door. You hopped up off the couch and hurried into the shower. “Okay, he won’t be gone long. One song, that’s it,” you promised yourself. As much as you loved him, you didn’t want him hearing you. He was part of the biggest boy band in the world and you were a mediocre shower performer. After you finished your one song, you started another without realizing it, and another one after that, just out of habit. You finished your shower and reached for your towel. You wrapped it around you before stepping out of the tub. You walked out of your bathroom to find your boyfriend sitting on the bed looking at you. “When did you get back?” you asked him, scared of what his answer would be. “I got back around twenty minutes ago. Was that you? In the shower?” “What are you talking about?” you asked him, hoping he would drop it. “I heard you singing.. It was lovely. Really,” he said putting his arms around your waist. “You weren’t supposed to hear it,” you said blushing. “I’m glad I did. Honestly, I had no clue you could sing like that,” he said reassuring you. “Well, thanks,” you said to him. After that you sang in the shower whether he was home or not. When he was he would sit at the edge of the bed and listen to you, occasionally singing along himself.

Niall: One particular day you found yourself wanting to be extra sweet to your boyfriend. You decided to cook him dinner so he could eat when he came home after a day at the studio. You grabbed your ipod and the dock, sat it on the counter, and hit shuffle. While you prepared the meal you danced around and sang to every song that came up. Niall came home earlier than you expected. He sat at the counter just watching you, smiling. “Why are you smiling so much?” you asked him over the music. “Oh, nothing. You are just the cutest thing ever,” he answered not taking his eyes off you. You leaned over the counter and kissed him, setting his plate in front of him.

Louis: Normally you were the difficult one to wake up, but today Louis just did not want to get out of bed. You tried everything. Kissing him awake didn’t work. Shaking him gently did nothing. He was unresponsive to his own name. If it weren’t for the slight rise and fall of chest, you’d think he was dead. You didn’t want to pour water on him, that just didn’t seem fair. You sat beside with your legs crossed as you thought of a solution. Nothing came to you. Then you remembered that he once said that his sisters used to wake him on the weekends by singing the Saved By the Bell theme song and jumping on the bed. It was already almost noon so you were willing to try anything. You youtubed the theme song, and as it started playing you set the laptop on the nightstand. You instantly started singing as loud as you could and lightly jumping on the bed. “Hurmmmmm,” Louis started groaning. It was beginning to work. The chorus came and you just belted it out. At the very end of the song you jumped it one last time and plopped down on the bed beside Louis. “You are a terrible singer you know,” he grunted at you. “And?” you asked  sarcastically as you laughed. “And adorable. But seriously, don’t quit your day job,” he said as he rolled over. “Oh hush and get up,” you said to him as you tried to push him off the bed. 

Zayn: It had been two months since you last saw your boyfriend in person. He was extremely homesick and you both missed each other terribly. You were laying in bed listening to music when you felt your phone vibrate. Zayn had texted you. “I miss your face! Skype date? :D” “Of course! When? (:” you texted him back. “Now, silly! :D” You signed in and immediately received a call from him. You guys talked for well over two hours before he yawned. “Awwh, are you tired?” “A bit. It’s hard to sleep without you next to me,” he said. “Well, what can I do to help you now?” you asked him. “Hmm.. Sing to me!” he suggested. “Sing to you? Sing what?” “A lullaby, sing me a lullaby.” Considering all the things he had done to help you sleep in the past, you figured you could humor him this once. You knew you weren’t any good at singing, but you attempted anyways. You sang him the first one to pop into your head, Brahms Lullaby. It was the one your mom had sang to you when you were little. After your finished he just sat there smiling at you. “What’d you think?” you asked him. “Hahah, you are no Zayn Malik, that’s for sure. It was wonderful though.” “Oh shut up. I know I can’t sing,” you admit laughing. “You’re not bad.. You’re not that good either,” he said laughing as well. “Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter if I can sing or not. I’m not the one in the band,” you reminded him. “This is very true,” he said as he yawned. “You need to go to sleep. Love you!” you said as you made a heart with your hands. “Love you too y/n! Night boo!” he wished you as he blew you a kiss. You blew him one back and logged off, going to sleep yourself.