One Direction Preferences

150-He's Your Brother

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Harry:You were extremely close to Harry. He had always been your biggest fan when you were young, clapping and whistling too loud at your dance recitals, and buying you teddy bears when you were sick. Harry loved you from the very first day you were born. He had always wanted a baby sister and now he had one. You were his angel, but that had it's downfalls. Being Harry's little sister in high school was pretty tough. It was hard to get dates because everyone knew your brother was a senior and a hundred feet tall. He could make anyone eat dirt for hurting you, and because of that it would have been easier to make out with the homophobic pastor's daughter than with any of the boys on campus. He loved you though, and in spite of your difficulty gaining any type of male attention, you knew you could always run to him for anything... and the fact that he had a car didn't hurt either.

Liam:The two of you aren't exactly close. With Liam off at college you hardly saw him anyway, and even when he was in high school he was busy with sports. Liam was the jock-- you were the bookworm. It wasn't that you didn't love him. There were times when you could bond with Liam over a movie or a television show. Both of you loved to crash and watch television even if neither of you could agree on what to watch. Eventually his favorite would become your favorite, and so your one form of furthering a relationship would continue every time he was home for holidays or during the summer. He was just your big brother... It wasn't like you needed to know him that well. Still there was something about quoting lines to films and watching each other light up in time to finish the line together. It was your source of connection.

Niall:You were absolutely disgusted by him at times. Niall had always been the gross twin... partially because he was the boy. His room was an absolute dump filled with old pizza boxes and smutty magazines. It was hard to even open the door, not like you would want to given that putrid smell of corn chips and gym socks. Of course you loved him. You and Niall had been so close as children, but that was expected considering you spent nine months in your mother's womb together. For the first seven years the two of you shared a bedroom, but once that was over he went downhill in the hygiene department. Niall was the type to hug you only because his pits were smelly, and he would laugh till his sides hurt at how much you would scream in disgust. He loved you, and that's how he showed it... by putting you through complete torture.

Louis:Every big brother is an influence... especially Louis. He taught you everything; how to ride a bike, how to feed the casserole to your cat beneath the table, how to lie... but most importantly how to party. Louis had always had party blood running in his veins. He lived to throw raves in the house when the parents were away and you were always there whether he liked it or not. The high school parties were always over your head and you would sit idly on the kitchen table while girls his age got drunk and let him dance against them. You learned from the very best, and by the time he was in college you were throwing parties of your own. He made the mistake of coming back one weekend when you were in the bathroom with two football players and Louis flipped. Seems his bad habits had rubbed off more than he thought they would.

Zayn:You never even saw him anymore. He was "troubled" according to your stepmother. Zayn spent most of his time going from one school to another while you kept good grades at your high school. Your brother was the problem child and always had been. Of course to you Zayn was fine. You could remember climbing in bed with him at night when you were little. You were so afraid of the dark back then that your skin would be ice cold in fear by the time that you made it to him. He would always warm you up. Your stepmother had only married you and Zayn's father seven years ago and since then he was branded as a trouble maker. It was true that Zayn was violent. Who wouldn't be when his parents could send him away so easily. He would lash out at them when he was home, but you were always able to talk with him when other people weren't. He trusted you because you trusted him.