One Direction Preferences

57-He picks you up from school...

CREDIT: TUMBLR

Liam:  'im outsde, hrry up bby. :) ' You glance at your phone after the final bell and run outside to find Liam, standing there with a two person bicycle. You laugh out loud. "This is how we're getting home?" You ask excitedly. Liam does this all the time, will surprise you at school with roses and candy, just cause he missed you all day. "Yes, we are, but first I promised some pictures and autograph and is that okay? I know I do this all the time, but they were very polite about it-" You cut him off, rubbing his newly buzzed hair. "Liam, it's fine. You love your fans, its cute. Go, I'll wait." You the notice the small line formed next to him, filled with your classmates, most of them smile at you, but some glare with jealousy. "No picture for that girl." Liam says in your ear, his hand on your waist, you roll your eyes at him, knowing he couldn't be mean to anyone. You watch as he takes pictures, and avoids certain questions with kindness, as you lean against the bike. "Safety first." he states after a while, placing a helmet over your head, clicking it under your chin. "This could get dangerous." he says seriously, looking at you from the front seat. You giggle, and nod your head, Smiling as you two pedal away from school.

Louis:  Your friend runs up to your locker, breathless. "Not to alarm you or anything, but your boyfriend is making quite the scene in the front entrance." Your furrow your eyebrows, your boyfriend? Louis was supposed to be doing promo all week, and you were only getting to see him at night this week. "Lou?" You ask her, zipping up your purse, ready to go home for the day. "No, just another very loud English boy, looking for his 'dollface' " She says sarcastically. "What the hell is he doing here?" You mumble as you turn the corner to see your English boyfriend chatting up some underclassmen. "Hello there love! Ice cream, my treat?" He says casually, as if everyone one in the school wasn't looking at you two. "Uhm, sure. Why are you here Tommo?" You ask quietly, touching his soft chest. "Couldn't wait to see my favorite girl." He grins happily, scratching at his arm where his new tattoo sits. You smile at him, pecking his lips, earning a few scoffs and 'awws' from the crowd around you. "We've got an audience." He mumbles, taking your purse off your shoulders. "Hmmm." You mumble back, feeling a lot of eyes burning a hole through your head. "May as well give them something to look at. Up you go." He says quickly, putting you onto his back easily. You giggle and ignore all the stares.

Zayn:  "There is some half-asleep stoner in a leather jacket leaning against a very nice car, looking for someone on the front lawn." Your head pops up from where you were gathering your last few books for your homework that night as you overhear two popular girls talking. You glance at the clock 3:05, and your mind goes to someone else who might still be half-asleep. Zayn. You know he has to go to the studio later today, but you're meeting up with him for dinner later. You glance at the two girls one last time before throwing your sweatshirt and slinging your backpack over your shoulder before walking out. There is a huge commotion on the front lawn, and you put your headphones in, just trying to start your walk home when you hear the screech that can only mean one thing. You follow everyone's eyes and lo and behold your dark haired boyfriend is standing there, clad in a beanie and a very tired looking smile once he sees your face. There are a few brave girls starting to walk towards him, but he ignores them heading straight towards you. "Hi babe, I thought you could come to the studio with me, yeah?" he asks, taking your backpack off your shoulder, completely ignoring the craziness around him. You glance inside the car and see Liam sitting in the driver seat, waiting for you and Zayn. "You should really get your license Malik." You mumble, sliding into the backseat as girls all around you still stare at Zayn. "I second that." Liam says in his Wolverhampton accent. "Whatever." Zayn mumbles, waving at everyone on the lawn before the 3 of you pull away.

Niall:  "Bring him food or something! Maybe he'll stay longer then!" You hear a few girls beind you squeak as you walk towards the exit of your school. "He loves food, and music. Lets just sing and pass out snacks." Another girl says jogging to keep up with her friends. 'What the hell?' You think to yourself. You finally get out onto the lawn, and look around for your friend who normally gives you a ride home, when a loud cackle stops you. You furrow your eyebrows, looking around to see if anyone had been watching an interview. You hear it again, closer this time and glance up and lo and behold, Niall is standing there, leaning against what looks like Pauls car, a snap-back backwards on his head. You jog up to him, happy to see him so early in the day. "Hi Princess! Are you surprised? Paul said we could stop." He gestures to the large man in the car, and you wave. "Bless his Irish soul. The girls were talking about feeding you, they made you sound like a vulture or something." you says, resting your arms around his neck. "I am hungry." He says thoughtfully, his hands finding your waist. "I'm shocked Niall James. Shocked. Normally you avoid food like the plague." You say dramatically. You can hear a few girls taking notice of your boyfriend, but you don't care. "Okay, someone is sarcastic today. Get in the car, and if you're lucky I might speak to you later." He says jokingly as you two pile in the backseat.

Harry:  You'd recognize that stupid faded green beanie anywhere, but you're still surprised to see it out the window to the front entrance of your school as you're walking out. It's confirmed its your cheeky boyfriend by his body language as he leans against his black range over. He waves at a few squealing girls occasionally. His crooked smile appears on his face as you walk towards him. "Mr Styles, what are you doing lurking around a high school?" You mumble happily as he takes the books out of your hands. "Waiting for my girlfriend to get out of school so we can go home and cuddle." He says cheekily, opening your door very dramatically. You hop in the car and you hear a collective gasp for students waiting around on their rides. "Oh my god, did you just get into Harry Styles car?" Harry says, impersonating a girl as he turns the ignition. "I think I did! Do you think he'll fall in love with me?!" You tease back, putting your hand over your heart. "Maybe he already did." He says in his normal voice, smiling at you as he maneuvers the car with one hand, his other searching for yours over the dashboard. "I should pick you up everyday. It's nice." He says as he makes a left towards your house, rubbing your fingers. "I agree." You say, patting his hand.