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Harry: You were sweating, your hands were literally shaking. “y/n, why are you so nervous? They are just boys. They won’t bite you.” Harry said. “Still, what if they don’t like me?” you said. “They’ll love you, I know it.” Harry said. You fiddled with your hands as Harry rang the doorbell of Niall’s flat. The blond Irishman came out and greeted you, flashing his signature cheeky grin. “There’s the lady that stole Harry’s heart. You’re y/n, right? I’m Niall. Harry wouldn’t stop talking about you.” Niall said. You were usually reserved and quiet around people you didn’t really know, but Niall seemed really nice and comfortable to be around. “Is that so?” you said, looking up at blushing Harry. “Aww, Harold’s blushing. Well, why don’t you two come in?” Liam, Zayn and Louis were all sprawled out on Niall’s couch, munching on some popcorn. “Hello, y/n!” they said. Once they saw you, their eyes widened. “You did a nice job this time, Hazza,” Liam said, winking at you. You blushed a little. You felt Harry’s arm tighten around you. “I’m just teasing,” Liam said, holding up his hands. The boys were just such nice people in general. They included you in their conversations, and you were happy to see that they liked you.
Liam: You had a day off from work, and you decided to spend the day alone, watching your old favorite movies. Liam was recording all day.You lounged on your couch in a tank top and sweatpants, your hair tied up in a messy bun, and your face makeup-free. Suddenly, you felt the door burst open, making you jump. Liam burst through the door, dragging four other guys behind him. You gasped as Harry, Zayn, Louis and Niall all shouted, “Hi, y/n!”. You squealed and ducked behind a pillow. “What’s wrong, y/n?” Liam asked. “Liam, I said I was having an alone day! I do not look very presentable right now!” you said, covering your face with your pillow. “Well, go and change,” Liam said. You ran into your room. You put on a decent pair of skinny jeans, your old high school track team t-shirt. You brushed your hair out and put it in a neat ponytail. You went to greet the boys, who were crouched in front of the tv, wrapped up in some football game. “Hi, y/n. Sorry we came without telling you.” Zayn said. “It’s fine,” you said. At the end, the boys loved you, and you had an amazing time with them. Even though they were ridiculously busy and famous, they were still amazing people.
Niall: It was Zayn’s birthday, and Niall thought it was the best chance for you to get to meet the boys. You dressed nicely, but not too nicely. You didn’t want to seem desperate to impress them. But you were Niall’s first serious girlfriend for years . You wanted to seem like the right girl to trust, a girl who wouldn’t play games and break Niall’s heart. When you and Niall met up with the guys at the bowling alley, Niall introduced you to the guys. “Lads, this is my girlfriend y/n. Isn’t she lovely?” Niall said, only to be followed by Harry’s raspy voice, singing “Isn’t She Lovely” at the top of his lungs. He seemed a little drunk. “Not the time for you to sing your X Factor song,” Liam said, smiling. “I’m Liam, by the way,” he gave you a quick hug. The boys took turn introducing themselves and hugging you. They sat by you as they drank. You didn’t feel like drinking, so you just got lemonade and talked to them. They were nice, funny and sweet. You expected to be a little left out, since you weren’t in the band, but they always found ways to include you into their conversations.
Louis: Louis was on tour with the lads, and you were on a trip to Paris with your best friend. Louis’s stop at Paris was the same time you were in Paris, so you planned to see each other. You planned to visit his tour bus, which made you a little nervous. You had never met the boys before. You wanted to, but you never really got the chance to. You told the taxi driver to stop in front of their tour bus. You jumped off the taxi and ran over, and was greeted by Louis with a big hug. He lifted you off the ground, and held you close to him. Soon, you heard an awkward sound of someone clearing their throat. You looked up to see Zayn standing there. “Hi, Zayn,” you said, a little shyly. “Hi,you must be y/n.” he said. Harry, Niall and Liam stepped out of the tour bus. “y/n!” they exclaimed. You spent the day with Louis and the lads. You explored the city with them, having fun. They left for their show before dinner. You realized how nice they were, how warm, accepting and welcoming they were. They weren’t just famous boys who’s got millions of fans. They were genuine guys, nice and gentle to everyone they met.
Zayn: You were lying on your bed, watching movies on Netflix, when your phone bleeped with a text from Zayn. Is it okay for the boys to come over tonight? You had already stopped Zayn from letting the boys meet you, because you were scared. But that was last week. You and Zayn were getting pretty serious. Sure, see you soon. You texted back, and went to change. You put on a comfy cashmere sweater and jeans that were ripped but not too ripped. You slid onto your couch, and watched the rerun of Teen Wolf as you waited for the boys to come. When the show was over, the door of the flat open and five guys walked in. “Hey, y/n!” Harry said, his famous curls, cheeky grin and raspy voice recognizable everywhere. “Hi, Harry.” you said, smiling. The boys joined you on couch. Zayn pulled you next to him and kissed your cheek. “Guys, please, minimize the number of PDA. I don’t have the energy to vomit right now,” Louis said. Zayn slapped him, and kissed your nose this time. Being around the boys were like being around your best friends. Even though you’d never met them before, it was like you’d known them forever. You were so comfortable around them, you didn’t even know why.
