Harry:
"My shoes hurt," you whine, mentally slapping yourself for wearing your new sandals to Disney World. They looked adorable, but hurt like a bitch!
"I told you not to wear them, babe!" Harry shakes his head, feeling bad but also relishing the fact that he was right for once.
"I can't go on any longer," you moan dramatically, plopping down on the bench.
"Here," he sighs. "take my shoes." He slides off his converse and kneels on the ground in front of you, sliding off your sandals and sliding his shoes on your feet. They're a bit big, but wearable.
"Wow, I feel like a real Cinderella," you comment with a hit of sarcasm, but secretly finding it sweet that he'd given up his own shoes for you.
"What will you wear?" you comment. He shrugs and looks over at the nearby gift shop.
"The only shoes they sell here..." he sighs.
"Crocs." you both shudder with exaggerated horror. The next day Harry in crocs is in the news, and you can't laugh enough.
Niall:
"This is the best cotton candy, EVER," Niall grins as he chews the fluffy pink cloud of sugar thoughtfully. You rip off a handful of the soft candy and chew, nodding in agreement.
"Niall! Let's go on the teacups!" you look over at your favorite ride with excitement.
"Whooo!" he cheers, tossing the empty bag of cotton candy in the trash and following you to the ride. After a very interesting teacup ride (a.k.a you and Niall trying to find out what a kiss feels like while spinning in circles on a teacup ride), you both head to the flying Dumbo ride.
"I'm sorry, you two are too big to ride," the worker tells you, as you reach the front of the line.
"We're such dumb asses," you comment, Niall joining in your laughter as you both walk hand-in-hand to the rides probably meant for people over the age of 5.
"We're the best damn dumb asses this park has ever seen," Niall laughs, giving you a quick kiss, a kiss that tastes like cotton candy.
Louis:
"We look like the cutest tourists, EVER!" you laugh, noting your Minnie mouse ears and his Mickey mouse ears, along with your his & hers Mickey and Minnie mouse t-shirts.
"We ARE the cutest tourists ever," Louis jokes. He snaps a picture on his phone, making it his new background.
"Louis, let's go on the Ferris wheel!" You tug his arm and point to the giant wheel excitedly.
"Okay, let's go, Minnie!" You both start running the the Ferris wheel, and decide to call each other Minnie & Mickey for the rest of the day.
Liam:
"Oh, look! It's Goofy! And Mickey! And Minnie!" Liam points at the characters in costumes with excitement like a little kid.
"You know they're not real, right?" you laugh, hugging his shoulders. A nearby child looks up at you with horror.
"NOT REAL?" he starts to cry and runs away to his mom.
"Oh..No! No! They are real!" you try to call out, but the kid is gone.
"Shit. I just ruined a kid's Disney fantasy. That's awful!" Liam can't help but laugh.
"Liam! It's not funny!" you slap his shoulder.
"No, no, you're right. It's not funny," he coughs. You start laughing with him. Maybe a little funny.
"Let's go take a picture with the characters!" he suggests. You both run over hand-in-hand, making your goal of the day to get pictures with ALL the characters. Both of you change your twitter photos to you holding hands and standing with Mickey and Minnie Mouse later that day. Adorable!
Zayn:
"I love Cinderella's castle! She was my favorite princess when I was little," you gush, eagerly awaiting the fireworks show that was scheduled in front of the castle in two minutes. Zayn puts his arm around you and smiles.
"You're my favorite princess," he comments. You laugh at the cheesiness of his comment, but find it sweet. Soon, the show starts but you can't quite see the fireworks, a tall man with mega curly hair is in front of you.
"Here, climb on my shoulders," Zayn offers, kneeling down so you can climb on.
"Zayn, I'm not light enough for that..." He shakes his head.
"You absolutely are. Climb on!" You reluctantly climb on his shoulders, feeling like a little kid. You can see the fireworks perfectly. After a few minutes of the fireworks, you get bored and start messing up his quiff'd hair.
"Hey! Don't touch the hair or I'll drop you!" he jokes, shaking his head.
"I'd like to see you try!" you retort. He lowers you gently to the ground and kisses you.
"You're lucky I love you enough to let you mess with my hair and get away with it," he grins.
