Niall:
You were currently getting ready to go to the boys' album release party, and you'd picked out the perfect, brand new outfit. As you were zipping up your dress, Niall came into your shared bedroom with a box in his hand. "Hey, Y/N. You look beautiful." he breathed, a large smile forming on his face. You blush, "Thank you, Niall," you say as you make your way to your makeup vanity. You glance up at him in the mirror and you finally spot the box in his hand. "What's that you've got there?" you ask curiously, applying some lipstick. "I wanted to give you a gift as a thank you to everything you've done. You put up with a lot and I guess I just want to show you how much it means to me," he shrugs, handing you the box. You smile and open it, only to find a pair of black Christian Louboutin pumps. "Oh my god," you whisper, not being able to believe you're holding a pair of actual Louboutin's. "Are they okay? I didn't know what colour so I figured black would go with everything," he said in worried tone. "If you don't like them..." he trailed off. "Niall. They are wonderful. Thank you. Thank you, thank you." you start, tears in your eyes. You rush up to hug him, causing you both to fall on the bed. "I love you," he whispers before kissing you. "I love you more," you reply.
Zayn:
Blogging and making music was your true passion, and Zayn was always super supportive of you. Unfortunately, you weren't up there in the views and ranks, so you had a few part time jobs as well as doing the blogging and music, so you couldn't always afford the new brands and products for your music. As you opened the door and threw your purse on the ground, you were pleased to see Zayn sitting on your couch waiting for you. "Hey babe!" you smiled, making your way over to him. "I wasn't expecting to see you here." As you hugged him, you saw a bag on the couch next to where he was sitting. "What did you buy me?" you joked, teasing him. "I know how hard you've been working with your blog and your music, and I just wanted to do something for you to make your life a bit easier," he explains with a huge grin on his face. You tilted your head, confused as to where he was going with this. "Soooo," he began as he handed you the bag, "This is for you, babe." Opening the bag, you caught a glimpse of the laptop and your heart started racing. "Zayn, no." you said, giving him back the bag. "I can't take this. Please," you said, wiping the tears from your eyes. "Y/N. Listen to me," he began, taking you into his arms. "I want to do this for you. I love you. Please, accept this." he said, kissing your lips. You threw your arms around him and hugged him as tight as you could, whispering a thank you into his ear.
Liam:
You'd been on YouTube for three years now, and the entire time, you had dedicated yourself to being a beauty guru. Ever since you could remember, you'd been playing with makeup and trying new things out, and you loved it. Liam loved watching you do your makeup before going out for lunch or to an event, and he never failed to be amazed at what you could do with it. As a birthday present, he decided to take you to Sephora and MAC on an unlimited makeup shopping spree. "Liam, no. No, you can't do that," you practically yelled once you opened the card and read the news. "Yes I can, and I'm going to. Now get ready, Y/N. I've got a feeling this is going to take a while." he jokes, gently smacking your butt, ushering you to be quick. "Wrapping your arms around him, you gently kissed his neck, "Thank you. Thank you so much Liam. I love you so much," He smiled, knowing just how appreciative you were of his gift. "I love you more."
Harry:
You were currently enrolled in your dream art school, and you couldn't be happier, or more proud of yourself. It had been a long time coming with saving every penny that you could, and having two jobs to go to everyday. Harry had offered to help you out, but you would never accept, and strongly put your foot down about it. Your day had finally come to an end, and Harry was waiting in front of your school as always waiting to pick you up. "Hey," you breathed, elated to see him. "Hi baby. How was school?" He asked as he jumped quickly into his seat. "Good. I have two projects due next week though. So I'll be busy with those," you sighed, running your hands through your hair. Before you knew it, the car was stopped in front of an unfamiliar building. You turned to Harry and asked, "Where are we?" He smiled and opened his door and then opened yours as well. "Come, Y/N. I want to buy you some new supplies." You shook your head, not being able to comprehend what he's said. "Come. Anything you want," he smiled at your reaction. "Harry, thank you. Oh thank you," you whispered, taking his hand and running into the art supplies store.
Louis:
Today was yours and Louis' two year anniversary, and you'd planned out the whole evening. A nice dinner, taking a walk down the path behind your house, and then a movie to end the night. Knowing of his new obsession with fun socks, you bought him packs and packs of bright coloured socks, ones with funny sayings on them, and even a joke pair with pink pom poms. You'd also stuffed some candies and a cute note in there as well. After the nice dinner, it was time to go for your walk. Behind your house was a beautiful stream with trees all around, and a nice path leading in and around the stream. After walking for a bit, Louis stopped and put his forehead against yours. "Y/N, I've loved the time we've had together, and I want to spend a long time with you," he began. "You're the best thing that has happened to me, and I want people to know that you're mine and I'm yours." You had tears in your eyes, and you squeezed his hand, kissing him slowly. "Here," he said, handing you a long bright blue box from Tiffany & Co. Your heart stopped. "Louis..." You trailed off, not knowing what to say. "I only got you socks and candy," you laughed, wiping your tears. You opened the box and saw the beautiful Tiffany key on a white told chain. "You've got the key to my heart, Y/N. As cheesy as it is, it's true. I love you." He said, kissing you deeply. "And happy anniversary."
