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Pretty Please?

Louis | Age 15

"Please?" You begged. Louis took you shopping for some summer clothes, and you wanted to get an outfit that showed the tiniest part of your stomach.

"No, it's too old for you and I don't like  the reveal-y-ness," he said, gesturing to your waist. "But Louis," you whined. "Y/N," he whined back. "Please. I'll even tell mum I was the one who bought it!" He laughed. "See. Another problem. Mum. She'd flip! Just go find another," he said, looking at his phone to avoid eye contact with you. "Louis," you pouted in a sad voice, puckering your bottom lip. He sighed, looking back at you with a regretful face. "Pretty please?" He rolled his eyes and groaned. "Fine! Fine. Take it off so we can buy it," he sighed, cracking a small smile. "But if it brings you home any boys, I'm burning it!" He called after you as you  scurried off into the dressing room.

Niall | Age 3

"No!" You screeched as Niall pulled away from the cookie aisle in the store. "Hey, stop it. I said no cookies. What does no mean?" He asked, leaning down towards the cart seat where you were sitting so he could see your eyes. "No," you grumbled. "But I said please, Ni," you pouted, tears coming to your eyes. "But if I can't have cookies, you can't have cookies," Niall whined, more to himself than you. He recently agreed to do a diet and it wasn't going too great. He looked back to the cookies, and then at you. "Pretty please?" You asked, a tear slipping down your chubby cheek. "Fine. Let's go get your stupid cookies," he grumbled, turning the cart around. Your tears quickly dried, and you were bouncing in your seat. He leaned over you to put the cookies in the cart. "You just ruined my diet, you know," he sighed, looking into your eyes. You shrugged, not really knowing what he meant. You were just happy to get your cookies.

Liam | Age 6

"My feet hurt," you whined for the one hundredth time that day. "I'm not carrying you. I warned you that there would be a lot of walking but you still wanted to come. So now you gotta walk," he sighed looking down at his side, where you were trying desperately to keep up. "Please?!" You huffed. "You asked to come!" He said, throwing his hands up. You begged and begged him to let you come shoot the new music video with him. But it was in the middle of nowhere and you were getting tired quickly. You stopped and crossed your arms. "I didn't want to come. I just wanted to hang out with you. But now you're being a butt-head and I'm tired of walking!" You shouted. He stopped and walked back your way. He crouched down in front of you. "You just wanted to come to spend time with me?" He asked softly. "Yes. But now you're being mean!" You grumbled, turning away. "I'm not trying to. It's just frustrating. But now I know why, and I'm sorry. Do you want me to carry you?" He asked. You turned back to him. "Pretty please?" You said so innocently it broke his soul. "Alright. Piggy back?" He asked. You nodded and waited for him to crouch down. Finally, you got on his back and smiled in victory.

Harry | Age 4

"Why?!" You screamed with your hands balled up in fists by your side. "Because! You're too young to have a boyfriend!" Harry explained, trying not to laugh. "But I love him!" You retaliated. "Liam has a girlfriend already, Y/N. You'd make her very sad," he said, sitting beside you to comfort you in your heartbreak. "But I'm very sad," you pouted, burying your face in his shirt. "Don't cry," he chuckled, pulling you in more. "Pretty please?" You begged one more time, wiping aggressively at your eyes. "Fine!" He groaned, throwing his head back. He took you back downstairs to where the boys where sitting. "Liam! You're gonna have to explain something to Cheryl!" Harry laughed, sitting you on Liam's lap as you cuddled into him. All the boys laughed as Liam sent a video of you and him to Cheryl, explaining she'd been "replaced".

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