Liam
"Liam, can you get the band-aids? Natalie scraped her knee," I sighed. She flailed around and cried at the massive cut, and I didn’t know what to do to make the pain go away. Liam came with the band-aid box quickly, and he could see how I was powerless against our daughter’s pain. "Nat, wanna hear a secret?" She turned her head to face Liam and pouted with curiosity. That little pout always hooked Liam in, no matter what. "Daddy has secret healing powers. Watch!" He rubbed his hands together and did the silliest dance that Natalie and I laughed at, and pressed the band-aid against her knee. She gaped and clapped her hands together. "Daddy it stopped hurting!" Liam smiled in triumph and knelt down to Natalie’s height to stick his pinkie out. "No matter what, you can’t tell anyone. Not even Berry Bear. Promise?" She took his finger in hers and locked it, keeping the "secret" between each other. "Daddy, what powers does Mommy have?" He laughed and whispered in her ear, even though I smiled because I could hear it. "Mommy has the power of being right all the time."
Louis
The clanking of silverware hitting plates was the only sound that night as Louis and I ate dinner. He hadn’t talked for hours, and I was nervous at what he was thinking. We argued so early in the day my voice couldn’t say anymore. I mean, telling your boyfriend you’re pregnant wasn’t really my highlight of the day either. But it wouldn’t stop my happiness at our new life, even if his reaction made me a little solemn. “I need a drink,” Louis scowled as he got up and grabbed the Bourbon. Of course he would turn to alcohol. I had retreated into the bedroom to be left alone with the news, but once 2 AM came, Louis stumbled through, cursing and laughing like a maniac. I rubbed my eyes and turned the lamp on with a frustrated sigh. “Louis-” “I’m sorry,” He hiccuped, “I was- I am a fucking idiot. No matter what I said or did this morning, I hope you know that I’ll try to be better. For you and..for us. No matter what, just know I won’t be an idiot anymore.” I didn’t want to cry, but the tears streamed along as I laughed at my ridiculous boyfriend. But I did love him, even if he was a complete ass at times.
Zayn
I heard the scraps of voices and sounds mixed together, and I felt unsure of what was happening. The hangover that came between the deep sleep kept my eyes shut and my body prisoner to the comforter. It had been this way for weeks, but everyone close around me said I just needed to hit rock bottom before I got back up again. But honestly, I didn’t know if I could get back. “This is all your fault.” I could recognize my sister’s voice from a mile away, but the next one definitely took me by surprise. “You don’t think I know that? I know I’m the reason she’s a mess okay? But I’m here.” I wanted to scream that I was listening and how Zayn could show up now, but I couldn’t do anything. “Why now? Why be here all of a sudden when you fucking said you didn’t want to be with her anymore?” I felt like laughing at my sister’s words, but Zayn completely replaced that feeling I hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever. “Because no matter what, I can’t just be without her. It’s impossible, and I understand that now. But right now, I just want to tell her that myself.”
Niall
Another wave of paparazzi caught us before we could get to the car, and I had enough patience left to walk away, even with their cameras constantly blinking and flashing. Niall sighed and opened my door for me quickly before we sped off. “Y’know, no matter what, those paps are very persistent in finding us,” I laughed trying to lighten the mood. All the attention from them was annoying, but my happiness would not be jeopardized because of it. I knew what I was getting into when I started dating him, and now, I couldn’t imagine not being with him. If being with Niall meant I had to deal with them, then I would. “I’m sorry about that. I know they’re something else but-” I laughed again as I placed my hand on top of his against the console of his car. “Listen. Not a couple of creeps with some flashing electronics or gossip reports can keep me from a date with my boyfriend. If you think it will, then you obviously don’t know me very well.” He smiled and kissed my cheek gently when we made it back to the apartment. “That’s why I love you.”
Harry
"No matter what I do, it won’t go in!" Harry chuckled at what I assume was my accidental innuendo, and it only made me angrier My frustration against the bowling ball and my lack of skill was not subsiding. I was moving the way I should, but I was getting the gutter every time. "Here." I stood in front of the lane with the ball in my hands, and suddenly Harry’s hands were on my hips. The slightest brush of his lips against my ear was making my hands shake. How did he expect me to hold the ball with him being so close? The only answer I could make was he was trying to torture me as well as get me a spare, or at least a pin knocked down. "Relax yourself, and just try to let it glide." He moved his arm under my own, and once I let go of the ball, it crashed perfectly into the middle pin. Even though it was my first and only strike, I felt so proud of my self, even if I had a little help. "What would you do without me," Harry smirked. "Well, I wouldn’t be sexually harassed when all I need is gaming assistance," I grinned as I pressed my lips to Harry’s cheek.
