Niall: As her lips meet mine I can feel the sparks and fireworks erupting in my mind. How does she do it? Yeah, I've kissed and been kissed before but when I kiss her it's just not the same. It's like I'm under a spell and she's got control over me. I run my fingers through her hair as she pulls away, her eyes filled with a sparkle I don't think I've ever seen. She pulls away and turns, walking out into the streets of London, leaving my lips tingling and me wondering if she'd ever even been there to begin with...or was it an illusion?
Louis: "I can't keep lying to my parents and my friends and sneaking out, I..." she whispers softly, her eyes sparkling in the dark. Her parents didn't approve, my management didn't approve...so we kind of just snuck around and it was getting to her. She wasn't the kind of girl who lied. I place my hand over hers and meet her eyes, listening to the sounds of the city behind us as I pull her into my arms. "They say that we’re no good together and this never gonna work out," I whisper softly, my breath on her neck. "Let them take pictures, spread it all around the world...I don't care. I just want you." Her nervous expression turns into pure love and she stares at me without a care in the world, grabbing my hand and pulling me out into the bright lights of the city, looking down off the balcony and watching as gradually one by one camera flashes begin and shouts and gasps from below. "That's right," I call out. "I want everyone to know, now."
Harry: "I don't want you to go," she whines, looking over at the clock on the bedside table and watching sadly as I button up my shirt. "I have to do an interview," I pout, not wanting to leave either. "No you don't," she grumbles, crossing her arms and kicking off the covers with her bare feet. She leans over and captures me in a kiss, taking me by surprise. I pull away and type a quick message of cancellation on my phone, sliding back into my spot on the bed, "Kissed me one now I can't leave...everything you do is magic," I hum softly, a bright tone to my voice. She hums the rest of the chorus as she nuzzles my neck and settles back into my arms right where she belongs.
Liam: "I do love you, Liam!" she shouts, shaking her head in disbelief. "How can you love me? You never show it," I say softly, hating how vulnerable and accusing I sound. Lately it seemed like she just didn't care about me--or us anymore. "I don't know what to believe." She catches me off guard, grabbing the back of my neck and crashing her lips against mine and automatically I believe her. It's like she's got this spell on me--no matter what happens or how I start to feel she captivates me and pulls me back, it's like magic...And I don't want it to stop.
Zayn: I watch the end of the hypnotist's show in Vegas, not much paying attention to the words she hypnotist is saying but watching how the sequins of her dress catch on the light, and her eyes lit up with each word. I watch as she hypnotizes Niall, Liam, Harry...making them all bark like dogs and then snapping them out of it. I notice she's come close and paused in front of me, cocking her head to the side with amusement. She runs her tongue over her red lips before leaning in close and placing her hand on my cheek, her eyes burning into mine. I feel myself shiver and burn and it's like she cast a spell on me or something, then I see her snap her fingers and kiss my lips before pulling away with a smirk. But once the show is over, I just can't leave. It's like that kiss bound me to her and I don't know how to get free--I'm not sure I want to.
