One Direction and 5SOS preference book 2.0

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Luke: Liam had broken up with Sophia a respectable time ago and was looking around for a new girlfriend. You did everything in your power to seem perfect for him and to stand out to him but he didn’t seem to see you as anything other than a little sister. Luke had noticed how down you had been acting and couldn’t help but notice you were following Liam around like a lovesick puppy.  “(Y/N), I think you should forget Liam,” he said quietly one night when it was only the two of you on the tour bus. You looked over at him, face red and shocked, “What- how-?” “I can tell, I’m your brother.” Liam had come over to see you, to ask you for something right as you started talking again. Since he had opened the bus door quietly, neither of you had heard him come in. “I don’t mean to look so lovesick Luke, I just wish he would see how much I care about him.” “Liam knows babe, I just think…you’re more like a sister to him,” Luke said, his heart breaking at your crushed face. “That couldn’t be more wrong,” Liam suddenly said loudly, appearing from behind both of you and taking you both by shock.

Ashton: Ash loved to tease you because it was a known fact you had the biggest crush on Niall. Everyone in both bands knew…except for Niall. And this was starting to get old. Every time you two passed each other someone would whistle or someone else would start laughing and poor Niall was starting to get really confused. You were begging them all to stop and leave you both alone but Ashton only ruffled your hair and said, “Your own fault for coming on tour with us.” “I just wish you would all stop being so stupid,” you pouted, pushing Ashton away. “Niall’s starting to notice and I don’t want him to know how much I like him-“ “(Y/N) we obviously only tease you because we know he likes you back,” Harry said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Calum: You loved Zayn, simple as that. But no one knew, even your brother. Ashton was starting to notice the way you would watch Zayn when he walked by or jump to get him food or a towel or whatever he needed the second he asked. “Dude, I think you’re sister likes Zayn,” Ashton said after you had run out to get Zayn a water bottle with him following you. Calum’s head shot up and he bit his lip, “I was starting to think so too. But I really hope she doesn’t. Zayn loves Perrie and Perrie is great for him. I know (Y/N) loves Perrie too, and I really don’t want her heart broken. Over Zayn Malik.” Everyone nodded in agreement and started to watch you closely for the next few days but with every passing hour it became evident just how lovesick you were and just how hopeless the situation was.

Michael: Harry was all you talked about and Michael was getting so sick of hearing his name constantly brought into conversations. “Well Harry got this one shirt-“ “Well Harry said the other day-“ “Harry doesn’t really like-“ “WHY DON’T YOU JUST GO TELL HIM YOU LIKE HIM?!” Michael finally shouted one day, covering his ears with his hands and closing his eyes. “I can’t do that,” you rolled your eyes. “I’m 17 Mikey, he’s not gonna like me back and then what.” “Isn’t knowing if he would better than never knowing?” he sighed, rubbing his temples. “I just want you to be happy but at the same time I want you to shut up, so if we just ask if he likes you, this might solve both problems.” After a long “discussion” involving lot’s of yelling, Michael had locked you in his bedroom while he stood outside the door and called Harry. “Hey man,” Harry answered, while you listened, since Michael had put it on speaker. You felt yourself blush as Michael simply said, “Hey bro, listen do you like (Y/N)?” “Sure, she’s a fun person-“ “No I mean do you like (Y/N)?” There was a long pause as your heart sunk and Michal clicked his tongue impatiently before Harry said in a sort of quiet voice, “Yeah sort of, I just can’t figure out how to talk to her.” Michael fist pumped the air as you let out a sort of excited squeal and eagerly hugged Michael as he opened the door. Michael was breathing deeply, clearly relived and smiling ear to ear as Harry was going, “Mate? You still there? What’s going on?” “You better figure out what to say to her, cause here she is,” Michael said, tossing you his phone and leaving the room muttering something about peace and quiet.