Zayn: "C'mon Zayn! We're gonna miss it!" You yell and he comes slugging downstairs. No matter how many times you watch it, you can't ever miss The Hunger Games. Yeah, Josh Hutcherson is cute, but you love Alexander Ludwig. "Again? Babe, can't we do something else?" "No, this is the part where Cato dies! Now hush!" He groans and you watch the screen intently as Cato grabs Peeta in a headlock. "He dies!" Zayn yells, and you throw a pillow at him. You turn your attention back to the screen to see that Cato already died. Annoyed, you groan at Zayn. "What, you already knew that!" He laughed. "Yeah, but I wanted to see him on the screen one last time! You can't get enough of that face!" "What do you like about him anyway?!" You smirk to see Zayn pouting. "Zayn Malik, are you jealous?" "No, I just-" "You're sooo jealous!" You taunt him and laugh, kissing his cheek. "I love you more. You know that." He smiles and goes to kiss you, but you pull away before he can. "But! You still made me miss Alexander, so no kisses for you." He whines to get you to give in, but it doesn't work.
Liam: "C'mon Tom ... C'mon Tom ... YES! WOOOO!" You cheered as Tom Daley dove into the water. "Yeah yeah, woo, can we go now?" Liam huffs. "And miss Tom's last dive?! No!" He mumbles something under his breath and you watch as Tom goes over to the showers. "His speedo is about to fall!" Liam complains. "I know! Damn, I wish it would!" You sighed, and smiled at the screen the same time Tom did. "What's so great about him anyway?! What about me?! Hellloooo! Your boyfriend!" You raised your eyebrows at Liam and he crosses his arms. "Oooh, Sassy Liam! I like it." You purr, as you sit in his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. He cracks a grin and you kiss him, blocking everything else out. That is, until you heard the announcer say "And now we get ready for Thomas Daley's last dive." You quickly jump off of Liam and he moans, kissing your neck. "Let's go Tom ... C'mon Tom ... YEAH!!" You cheer again and Liam isolates you, crossing his arms again. "Awe Liam, it's over now." "And?" "No Liam time then-" "NO NO! Let's go!" He pulls you up and you laugh at his excitement.
Louis: "I don't see what's so great about him." "Louis! Shut up!" You laugh, getting tired of your boyfriends rambling. You were attached to the television screen as soon as you heard that Adam Levine was going to be interviewed. You loved his music and adored his vocals. "But I sing better!" "Do you mind?!" You shout back, causing him to throw his head back in annoyance and bordem. "Yeah, our fans are amazing and I love them so much. They got me where I am today and I wish I could repay them." "And you can by singing more! Thank you Adam." The interview ended and you looked at Louis who was playing with a loose string on his shirt. You stood up and pulled him up with you. "Sorry I told you to shut up, you know I love you more than anyone." "I know." He said smugly, kissing your nose. "Jealously is hot on you." "It's not jealously! It's sass." He tried to defend himself, but failed. "No, it's jealously and it's cute." You chuckled as he pulled you in for a kiss.
Harry: "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! THEY'RE BACK TOGETHER FOR ONE LAST INTERVIEW!" You shout as you see Brendon Urie and the rest of Panic! At The Disco on E! News. "Ugh!" Harry groaned as you fangirled. You had the biggest crush on Brendon and you always have. For the longest time you were upset when Panic! At The Disco stopped making music, but you were more than happy to see their faces again. Harry tried to distract you, kissing your neck, running his hands up and down your thigh, tickling you, but nothing was good enough. "Babe! What about me?!" He shouted, still not causing you to redirect your attention. He waited until the interview finished and when it did, you pouted. "Don't leave! Brendon, come back!" Harry took your face in his hands and crashed his lips to yours. He pulled away, satisfied, especially when he felt you kiss back. "Someone was jealllloooouuusss!" You sang and he rolled his eyes. "Of him? Pfft, no way." "Yes way! Mr. Styles, do you want to have some alone-" "YES! FINALLY!" He tackled you down, kissing you. You giggled, surprised by his sudden act of protectiveness.
Niall: "Babe, your phone!" Niall yelled while you were making lunch in the kitchen. "Who is it?" "A text from [Y/BFFs/N]!" "Text her back, saying I'm busy." He did so, and you came back from the kitchen, holding out a sandwich for him. "Who is this?" He asked, showing you the background on your phone. "Logan Lerman." You giggled, taking your phone and putting it in your pants pocket. "Why is he your background and not us?" "He's my lock screen background, not my actual background." You pulled your phone out again, putting in your passcode to unlock it. You showed Niall, it was the picture of you two baking cookies, flour and butter all over as you two kissed. Liam took the picture. "Yeah but ... I have us as both." He frowned, nibbling on his sandwich. "Babe, are you ... jealous?" You smirked in amusement. "NO!" He shot back and you laughed hysterically. "Niall, I'll change it!" "No, whatever, it's okay." You poked his stomach and his ribs, getting him to laugh. When he did, you kissed him and he returned it. You pulled away and picked up your phone, going into your settings. "What are you d-" "Shush." You shushed him. You put your second favorite picture of you and Niall to replace the one of Logan. You showed him and he smiled as he saw the photo of you two taking silly selfies, one of them being your first kiss. "Now I have my world as both, happy?" You asked him and he smiled, kissing your nose. He took a huge bite of his sandwich and you knew he was happier, considering he took a normal sized Niall bite.
