Harry: “What is that (Y/N)?” Harry asked, walking into the bedroom and gesturing to the stuffed bear on your lap. “Oh… uh… it’s nothing,” you replied, kind of embarrassed. “Do you still sleep with your bear?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “No…” you mumbled under your breath, lowering your gaze. “I don’t care, you know. It’s actually kinda cute.” Your eyes looked up and you smiled. “Really?” “Yeah… but I do think I make a better buddy, don’t you think?” “Hmm… that’s a tough one,” you said, scratching your non-existent beard. “Well then!” Harry exclaimed in mock offense. He chuckled before coming over to you and taking your teddy bear before replacing it with himself. You began to stroke his curls as he placed his head on your lap. “I guess I have to choose you.” “Good!” You laughed and eventually, the two of you fell asleep.
Liam: Liam had called earlier, explaining how he wouldn’t be home from recording until later, so you had to go to sleep on your own. Usually, this wasn’t an issue but tonight, some stuff on the news rattled your nerves so you didn’t want to be alone. You grabbed your stuffy that you had as a child from the closet and brought it over to the bed, hoping it would bring you some closure. You cuddled up to it and eventually found yourself falling asleep. A few hours later, you were awoken by the front door opening and closing. The worst case scenario came into your mind so you buried yourself under the covers and clutched the stuffed animal for dear life. You heard the footsteps walking around and make their way to your bedroom. You slowed your breathing and just waited. “(Y/N)?” you heard a familiar voice whisper. Liam. You slowly peered over the covers to see that it was indeed Liam. “Thank god!” you exclaimed, getting out of bed to hug him. “What’s this?” he asked, pointing to the stuffy in your arms. “I was scared,” you answered timidly. He chuckled at your cuteness. “Well, no need, I’m here now. Come on, let’s go to bed yeah? I’ll protect you.” He kissed your head and the two of you headed off to bed.
Niall: Niall had a concert tonight so you were currently in bed alone with your stuffed bear for company. Eventually you fell asleep with your bear in your arms, waiting for Niall to return home. When he got home, he was exhausted so headed straight for the bedroom. When he walked in, the sight made his sigh with adoration. There you were snuggled up with your teddy and the blankets formed a cocoon around you. He quickly went to the bathroom to change into his night clothes and then joined you in bed. He gently pried the bear from you, replacing it with himself. You peaked your eyes open to see what was going on. “Go to sleep princess, I’m here.” You lazily nodded your head and drifted off in his arms.
Zayn: “It’s not funny Zayn,” you pouted. Zayn had found your old stuffed animal beside your side of the bed and you had admitted to him that when he’s away, the stuffy helps you sleep. By now you were actually getting upset and Zayn noticed. “Oh… I’m sorry boo I didn’t mean to upset you,” he said, going over to hug you. “I just get really lonely when you’re not here and having it helps me sleep,” you whimpered. “Aww baby, I’m real sorry. I didn’t mean to make fun of you. I miss you a lot too.” You pulled back and looked at him. “It’s okay, it is kinda silly.” “No, it’s not silly at all. It’s cute.” He smiled and you returned it. “But I’m not going anywhere for a while, so you have no need to worry. Shall we go take a nap now?” You smiled and nodded allowing him to take your hand and lead you to the bedroom.
Louis: You were sitting in your living room waiting for Louis to come home. You had made the stupid mistake of watching ‘MAMA’ alone and were sitting on the couch, too scared to move. You had an old stuffy with you and at any noise, you would clutch it tighter and tighter to your chest. About an hour later, the front lock clicked and in walked a tired looking Lou. “Hey (Y/N), what are you still doing up?” he asked with a yawn. “I watched a scary movie and now I’m too scared to go anywhere,” you replied, embarrassed. He let out a tired chuckle and came over to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Well no need to be scared. I’m with ya now. But I’m tired. Are you ready to go to bed?” You nodded and yawned. He took your hand and led you up to the bedroom, completely forgetting about the stuffed animal.
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One Direction Preferences
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