Harry: Stretching your legs out in front you, and reaching down to touch your toes, you grunt. You could feel the back of your thighs stretching the farther you reached down. The sound of 'Run The World (Girls)' by Beyoncè blasting through your living room. Normally you would have gone to the gym but, last night there had been a blizzard that had snowed you, and your boyfriend in to the rather large flat. You crack your knuckles, and then hop on to the elliptical that sat in the corner of the room, and began to run. "WHO RUN THE WORLD!?" Harry bursts out as he walks in to the room. You pant, and smile at him. "Girls."
Zayn: You roll out your small yoga mat, and begin to to do your basic yoga stances. Doing the warrior stance you quickly stretch your arm out to grab your phone to put on some jams. Putting your iTunes on shuffle the song 'Please Don't Leave Me' by P!nk started to flow out of the small speaker. "Pleeeaaase, don't leave me." you sing as you stretch to the side. "Would never think of it." Zayn says with a smile as he sits down on the couch in back of you. "Wanna join me?" you ask him. He just shakes his head, with a chuckle. "No. I like the view from back here." he says slapping your bum. You narrow your eyes at him. "Keep looking pervert. Why don't you take some pictures while your at it." you laugh jokingly. Suddenly you hear a click, and a blinded by a bright flash. "You didn't." you say in shock. "Oh I did, and I'm putting it on twitter too." he says with a cheeky grin.
Louis: "Louis!" you call from down stairs. "Yeah?" he ask walking down the stirs with a cup of tea in one hand, and his phone in the other. "Can you help me move the couch back?" you ask him sweetly. "Um, may I ask why?" he asks setting his tea down on the counter. "Because I need to practice my contortion Lou!" you exclaim. He raises one eye brow in confusion. "Your what?" he asks. "My contortion!" you say impatiently. "Sounds dirty." he says stuffing his phone in to his back pocket. "It's not! I'll show you if you help me!" you say jumping up, and down. He sighs. "Okay." he says walking to the living room, and pulling the couch all the way to the back wall, giving you plenty of room to contort yourself. He sits on the couch, and watches as you do the scorpion. "Woah." he says in awe. Next was a hand stand but, your legs went down in front of your face. Then you did the archer. "So.....it is dirty."
Niall: "What are you doing?" Niall asks you. Before he walked in, you had turned off all of the lights, lit a few candles, and put on your sounds of the rain forest CD. But then he walked in on you meditating. "I am exercising my mind before my body, Niall." you say, closings your eyes again. "Oh?" he says. You sigh. "Fine, I'll show you, Niall." you say getting up from your sitting position, and started to find your inner balance. "What are you doing now?" he asks. Sometimes he could be such a child. "Tai chi." you say, your arms flowing, and your energy just flowing. "Oh, well, I'm gonna go make a sandwich then."
Liam: "Come on babe! One more time!" he says, encouraging you to do at least a round of 20 more push ups. "But, it's leg day!" you complain, your nose touching the floor once again. You push yourself up, and down 20 more times, and spring up, bouncing foot to foot. "My turn to choose the exercise. 35 lunges peasant! Go!" you say smacking his bum, as you take a swig from your water bottle. He groans but, listens. As he did his 35 lunges, you did 20 calf raises. "Gotta feel the burn." you whisper to yourself. Soon you, and Liam met up after doing your leg exercises. "Wanna see who can last the longest on the treadmill?" he challenges. You smirk. "Easiest challenge I have ever heard of." you say cockily.

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One Direction Preferences
FanfictionBasically I am writing preferences on each boy. If you have any suggestions please drop me a comment.