One Direction Preferences Part 2

His thoughts the first time he sees you (His Pov)

His thoughts the first time he sees you (His Pov)

Harry:

Hard to get. She’s playing hard to get. Clever. I like it. Is she walking away? Don’t let her walk away Styles. Good, you’ve got her wrist. Loosen your grip, you’ll scare her. Smile. Smile. Now ask her out. Maybe? What’s that supposed to mean. I need a definite answer. I need her. She winked. I’ll take that as a yes.

Liam:

Who. Is. That? Don’t stare at her. Don’t stare at her. Crap she saw me looking at her. Now what. Look away. Make Niall laugh. Good. Now she’s looking at you. Is she still looking? Yes. She is. Now what? My god, she’s coming. Play it cool. I want her to be mine.

Zayn:

That girl. Why is she here? She’s Niall’s friend. Walk over to them. Do something. Why aren’t I moving? Malik, get over there. God, she’s beautiful. Move. She’s going to leave. Wait, no. No. Look at Niall. Let him have her. She’s not yours this time.

Niall:

Her lips. I want to kiss her. I want to hold her. Everything about this girl. Her voice. I bet she could sing. No, change that. I know she could sing. God I want to hear her sing. I want her. I want both. Speak up Horan. Maybe you can do this. Pull it off. Get her to laugh? Mission accomplished. Goosebumps from her laugh? That’s weird. Now pull her in, she’s not leaving without a date.

Louis:

Woah. That girl. She’s pretty right? It’s dark. Oh, yep, Yep. Gorgeous. Don’t trip on your own feet. Let’s make it over to her without a bloody nose, yeah? Oh. She’s looking at me. Breathe. Breathe. Alright. Let’s do this. Pull her in. Be charming. Be funny. Something, anything, to get her.