One Direction Preferences Part 2

You're singing/dancing to a dirty song

You’re singing/dancing to a dirty song

Liam:  I got a fistful of your hair but you don’t look like you’re scared, you just smile and tell me ‘Daddy it’s yours’. Cause you know how I like it, you’s a dirty little lover.” You sang as you let your hips sway to the music as the next few lines past. Standing in the doorway Liam looked on with raised brows as you were completely ignorant of his presence. “And you’re screaming Give it to me baby, give it to me motherfucker.” You continued singing, shouting the last lines only to hear a chuckle from behind you. Glancing over your shoulder, you spotted Liam who shot you a small wave with an amused expression on his face. “Please continue…I think I like this song a bit more now that you’re singing it babe.” He said with a smile playing at his lips. “You and me baby making love like gorillas.” You smirked motioning between the two of you and he shook his head another chuckle slipping through his lips as you made your way over to him.

Louis:  “So why you standing over there with ya clothes on, baby strip down for me, go on take em. Don’t worry baby, Imma meet you half way, cause I know you wanna see me.” You sang along softly to the music coming from the speakers as you were slipping your clothes on coincidently. The music blared so loudly you didn’t notice the door opening and Louis walking into the flat. “No heels, no shirt, no skirt, all I’m in is just skin. No jeans, take em off, wanna feel your skin.” You muttered as you slowly pulled your tights up your leg. “Lies.” Louis mumbled from beside you scaring you a bit. “You’re the opposite of the song, love…you’re getting dressed not naked. I was getting kind of excited until I realized you were getting dressed.” He said offering you a playful frown. “Well I do have work in a minute Lou…plus you weren’t even home.” You said smiling up at him as you continued pulling your tights on and he smirked. “You don’t have to go right at the moment right.” He said his eyes watching your hands intently as you pulled your tights slowly on.

Niall:  “Then I’m licking chocolate right up off your stomach, baby you ain’t had no freaky shit like this.” You sang loudly over the running water. Humming the next few lines, you began to slowly dance in the shower as you smiled to yourself. “So don’t be mad that they all want me, there’s room for all of us.” You continued, wiping the water off your face. “I wouldn’t care who else wanted you…there’s no room for anyone but me.” Niall said with his mouth full of toothpaste, you pulled the shower curtain back and stared at him with raised brows. “How long have you been in here?” You asked as the water dripped from your face. “Since you went on singing about licking chocolate off me. That I can go through with. But honestly I prefer it to be the other way around…I’ll do the licking.” He said spitting the remainder of toothpaste out of his mouth and rinsing before shooting you a smirk. You stood there with raised brows, “So I take it you liked the song?”

Zayn:  You allowed your eyes to shut as you focused on the music blaring through the speakers as you went over the steps for dance class. “Flip it around girl, let me get it from the side and can I visit all those spots you like.” Came through the speakers as you slowly rolled you hips as you were instructed in class. “Jesus [Y/N].” Standing up straighter you turned around to see Zayn standing there along with a blushing Liam. “Uh…what are you doing home?” You asked as you wiped away the bit of sweat that had formed on your forehead from dancing. You watched as Zayn took his lower lip between his teeth as his eyes raked over your glimmering body. “Liam…I’ll give you that thing later, mate…just come back later.” He muttered his eyes not leaving your body. Catching a hint, Liam nodded still slightly embarrassed from walking in on you dancing so seductively, and walked out the front door. “Keep dancing…I want to watch.” He said as the corners of his lips formed a smile. “Did you like it?” He nodded his tongue swiping over his lips.

Harry:  “I’ll beat it beat it up.” The speakers blared as you sang to yourself while you danced around the living room laughing to yourself. Waving your hand in front of you, you smacked the air as if it were someone’s bum to the beat of the song. “This is what you really do when you tell me you’re doing work huh?” Harry asked as he threw his keys on the counter with an amused expression on his face as you looked surprised from his presence. “What…what are you doing home?” You asked breathing a bit hard from your wild dancing. “Missed you…” He said trying not to laugh at what he had just walked into. Not being able to contain it anymore he burst out into a fit of laughter, “I…I should have recorded you babe.” He said in between his hysterics. “What in the world were you doing? Dancing?” He continued through his fit. He smacked the air, imitating your recent dance move. “You beat it up huh?” He asked as he laughter began to subside and you rolled your eyes. “You’re jealous that I can actually dance and you can’t.” You huffed and continued doing your little dance only making him laugh more because of how serious you were.