Harry Styles:
"Harry, are you okay?" You asked concerned. Harry had been jumpy all day.
"Y-yea, fine! I'm f-fine!" He stammered.
"Um okay."
"Y-y-yea."
Louis Tomlinson:
"Lou, can you help me with this?" You asked carrying groceries into your house.
"Yea Y/N!" He said. He jumped up from your couch and ran to your car. He came in with a bunch of bags on his arms.
"Thank you." You said hugging him. He didn't hug back.
"What's wrong?"
"N-nothing. Why would there be something wrong?" He asked.
"You're acting weird."
Zayn Malik:
"Zayn, can you hand me that poster?" You asked. You were redecorating your room.
"S-Sure. Oh, I'm so sorry!" He said after a ripping noise.
"It's fine Zayn. I have another one exactly like it." You smiled going to get it.
"I really am sorry though." He blushed.
"Don't worry about it Zaynie." You smiled kissing his cheek.
"Y-You know...m-m-maybe you should a-add blues to your w-w-wall. To c-contrast with the purple." He stammered.
"I um...okay. Would you like to help with that?"
"S-s-s-s-sure."
"....Okaaaaay?"
Niall Horan:
"Hey Y/N!" Niall smiled.
"Hey Ni! Thanks for picking me up." You said getting into his car.
"It was no problem. Besides, I'd do anything for you." He said.
"Oh shit, I said that outloud." He muttered, turning red.
"Oh Ni. I'd do anything for you too." You smiled placing your hand on his arm.
"S-so, um, Y/N, h-how was sc-school?" He asked.
"It was fine...." you went off into detail about how you got in a fight with a girl for calling you a gold digger for being Niall's friend.
"O-oh, well, t-that girl is wrong." He said.
"Yea!" You agreed.
"S-s-so do you w-w-want to get some-some food?"
"Sure?"
"O-o-okay."
"....Okaaay?"
Liam Payne:
"Hey Liam, can you help me with my outfit for tonight?" You called from your room. You had to go to a dinner with your parents and their friends.
"Sure." He called back. A few seconds later you heard him walk to your room.
"I was thinking I could wear my blue and black dress, but the shoes for that don't fit anymore." You said.
"Well, why don't you wear...this and these shoes?" He asked.
"Thank you Liam!" You squealed hugging him.
"No p-problem." He said.
"Are you okay?"
"Fine, why?"
"You were stuttering."
"O-oh, I d-didn't r-realize it."
"You're doing it again."
"S-s-sorry."
"....okay?"
Calum Hood:
"Cal, guess what!" You said excitedly as Calum opened the door.
"What?" He asked hugging you hello.
"I got a 100 on my test today! I'm the only one in 10th grade (year 10) who did!" You said, muffled by his shirt
"That's amazing! I'm proud of you." Calum said.
"Thanks to you. You helped me study." You smiled.
"Yea, I'd do anything to help you! You're like...amazing." He said.
"Aw, thank Cal." You smiled.
"Y-Yea. Hey, do you w-want to help me make d-d-dinner for the boys? You can stay o-o-ver." He stammered.
"Sure? Why are you stuttering."
"Oh, I didn't r-r-realize I was."
"Um Okay."
Luke Hemmings:
"Lukey, stop!" You shrieked.
"What am I doing?" He asked.
"You keep messing with my nose!" You sighed.
"Because it's so cute. Kinda like you." He added quietly.
"You're cute too." You smiled.
"O-o-oh, you heard that? I um, well, um, haha...wellll." He said.
"It's okay!" You said tickling his side.
"Haha, s-s-stop." He begged.
"Aw, poor Lukey." You said.
"Why?"
"Because." You said laying your head on his lap. "Yolo."
"Wh-what does that have t-to do with anything?" He asked.
"Because." You said.
"I um...u-um..o-o-okay."
"Okay?"
Michael Clifford:
"I literally cannot believe that they ate all of the cupcakes I made." You sighed.
"I'm sorry." Mikey said hugging you.
"It's not your fault your friends have bottomless stomachs." You giggled.
"Well, I could've told them not to eat the cupcakes. Wait, now what are you going to give for the wedding?" He asked.
"I'll just make some cookies." You sighed. It was your mom's wedding, and she was marrying your soon to be Step-dad.
"Oh, no honey. I'll help you make the cupcakes! Your mom loves them and will totally want them there." He said
"Thank you Mikey. I can always count on you." You said hugging him again.
"Always." He whispered.
"What?"
"Oh, I just said...you can always count on me!"
"Okay?"
"C-c-c'mon, lets go m-m-make the cupcakes."
Ashton Irwin:
"Ash, don't you think this puppy is adorable?" You asked.
"Sure." He said not paying attention.
"Ash?" You asked.
"Hi." He said.
"Are you okay?"
"Peachy.'
"No you're not."
"I know...Luke broke my drumsticks." He sighed.
"Aw, Ash!" You said hugging him.
"I know." He sighed.
"I know what'll make you feel better." You said.
"What?"
"I actually was waiting for your birthday, but here." You said hanging him new drumsticks.
"Ohmgod, d-dude...y-y-you didn't h-have to do this!" He stammered.
"Are you okay"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"O-o-o-of course I am! W-w-w-why would I b-be?"
"....I dunno?"
