You aren't paying attention to him.
Harry: You find yourselves spending the rainy afternoon on the couch, you reading a book you'd just gotten while he flips through the the channels. When he finds nothing to watch he gets restless, pressing a kiss to your cheek, then the corner of your mouth, trying to get your to look at him. You push him away gently, trying your best to stay focused on your book. "Nooo," he whines, crawling over to you and taking the book from your hands. "Pay attention to me."
Liam: He pouts a little bit, crossing his arms and glancing over at you every few seconds. He lets out an overdramatic sigh, causing you to smirk a bit, but just to annoy him more, you continue to stay focused on your homework. Finally, he takes your pencil out of your hands, tossing it onto the ground. "Hey, I'm lonely over here."
Louis: He really does try his best to busy himself while you're working on an essay. He cleans up his room a bit, checks up on his twitter, and texts a few friends from home. But soon, he starts to miss your touch a little too much and joins you on the bed, shuffling right up beside you. "Isn't it break time yet?"
Niall: He wakes up the morning after your one year anniversery, his naked body pressed to yours, your back to his chest. He smirks a bit as he reaches around you, his hand trailing from your chest, down your stomach slowly, making their way between your legs. When you don't respond to his touches, he leans forward, nipping at your ear. "Hey now, I hope you're not gonna make me do all the work."
Zayn: He's jealous and he doesn't even try to hide it, standing beside you at the club as you talk to a guy you knew in high school, his arms crossed over his chest. He wait (impatiently) for your conversation to finish, and as soon as your old friend walks away, he grips your backside, pulling you against his body. "Finally, I have you to myself again."
