Preference: He proposes
Zayn: Today marked two years of Zayn's and yours relationship, so to celebrate he took you on a trip to Paris. Things had been going really well until recently when he seemed more distant. You were walking to the Eiffel Tower when you finally decided to ask what was wrong. "Look Zayn I noticed you're acting kinda weird. I'm in the most romantic place in the world with the love of my life but you don't seem to be enjoying yourself." He let out a deep sigh mumbling to himself. Now or never. Before you had the chance to question him he got down on one knee. "Look Y/N I know I've been acting funny but I was just nervous. You are the love of my life and by far the best thing to ever happen to me. Will you make me the happiest man alive by becoming my wife?" Zayn looked up into your tear-filled eyes, flashing you a hopeful smile. "Of course I'll marry you Zayn."
Niall: The boys were taking a break from promoting the new album so Niall decided to spend some time with you somewhere peaceful. He flew you out to Hawaii where you two would be enjoying yourselves for the next week. You crept slowly into the clear water, your feel touching the graveled sand below. The neon sun barely visible in the now pastel sky. "Beautiful, isn't it?" you heard the familiar Irish accent behind you. Within seconds his strong arms were wrapped securely around your torso. "Princess I wanna ask you something," he said before pressing a gentle kiss to your left shoulder blade. "Go on," you encouraged while turning to face him. He gave you a faint smile before lowering himself to one knee. "Princess I know that we're young and you might not be ready but I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you," he reached into his pocket opening a small box. The many diamonds dazzled in the dim sunlight. "Y/N will you marry me?"
Harry: After a long, dreadful day you wanted nothing more than to cuddle with your loving boyfriend Harry. You unlocked his apartment door with the key he'd given you months ahead, before opening it to reveal a vacant room. "Haz? Babe are you here?" "In the kitchen," he responded with his low British accent. You padded across the living room towards the room occupied by your boyfriend. You stood in the doorway waiting for him to notice you. He turned around to face you, a broad smile adorning his perfect face. "I've got something for you love." He took your hand and led you towards the counter where there was a rack of cupcakes. "I made you something." That was an understatement. There had to have been at least thirty cupcakes there! "Read them," he stated simply. You started at the top row and then made your way down. Will. You. Marry. Me? You turned around to face Harry with your eyebrows raised in confusion. He got down on one knee before recovering a small box from his pocket. "So will you?"
Liam: It was the first snow storm that London had received this far, so of course you wanted to spend it with your boyfriend Liam. "It looks so pretty I just wanna play in it," he smiled at your cuteness before leading you towards the couch. He sat down first, pulling you into his lap. He calmly stroked your soft hair before murmuring into your ear. "What would you say if I asked you to marry me?" You let out a gentle laugh at his unexpected question, "I'd say yes." He turned you around so that you were now facing him and straddling his lap. "Well that's good because this is me asking." Your confusion soon faded to happiness as Liam reached into his shirt pocket revealing a dazzling silver ring.
Louis: "Lou stop. There's fans and paparazzi down there, what if they see us?!" He laughed and continued to place yet another sloppy kiss to the nape of your neck. "I couldn't care less. We just played Madison Square Garden and now I'm in New York with the most beautiful girl in the world. That's all that matters." He was right. You two were staying at one of the best hotels in the state that gave you the perfect view of the Empire State building. He pressed one more lingering kiss to your neck before spinning you around and taking your hands in his larger ones. "So I've been thinking," he began. "I love you so much and I just want you to be mine Y/N," he said before kneeling down and pulling a velvet blue box from his pocket. "Marry me."
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