One Direction Preference

Pets

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Liam-

"I'm hoooooommmeee." Liam yells and you put down the book you were reading, letting it sit on your stomach as you wait for him to enter the room.

"I'm just in the bedroom." You call back, pulling your hair into a messy ponytail as you hear Liam thunking down the hallway.

"Okay, don't freak out." He whispers from the hallway, standing just out of sight. Don't freak out?

"Erm... Yeah okay." You mumble, furrowing your eyebrows together.

He steps into the room, your jaw dropping. A tiny lab puppy rests in his arms, bright and alert.

"You didn't." You whisper in dis-belief, reaching out to take the puppy from him. It jumps up, licking your chin before bounding across the bed and then racing back around to your lap.

"Her name's Billie." He replies, laughing as the puppy runs over to him, tripping over its feet as you pull Liam in for a kiss.

"You. Are. The. Best. Boyfriend. Ever." You murmur between kisses and suddenly a tongue is attacking your face and you shriek as Billie pins you down with her tiny paws. Liam picks her up, giving her a kiss on her head before setting her down.

"Now where were we?"

Louis-

"You like cats right?" Louis asks suddenly as you sat, curled into his side as Spiderman 3 played on the screen.

"Erm yes, why?" You ask, kissing his neck. He giggles, pulling you up off the couch and pausing the movie.

"Get your shoes on." He tells you, grabbing his coat from the rack as you slip on your toms. He drags you out of the house and down the street to Niall's.

"Niall, you ass, let us in." Louis calls out. There's the sound of a lock clicking before the door swings open.

"Oh hey Louis, thought you might stop by." Niall greets, nodding to you in acknowledgment. You smile back, suddenly remembering Niall's cat had had kittens.

"Louis... We're not. Oh my god we are aren't we!" You laughed, following Niall into the laundry where Milly is sat in her bed, six kittens snug against her body.

"Any you like babe?" Louis whispers into your ear.

"I like them all." You grin up at him as Niall reaches down to grab a kitten.

"Have this one. The runt, mums not feeding her. You take her home, feed her, she'll think she's yours." He laughs, handing you the tiny kitten as Louis rubs between your shoulders.

Niall-

"Question twelve... Favourite pet." Niall laughs, rolling on top of you and pinning your hands under his.

"Answer twelve. Birds. Budgies actually." You smile back, craning your neck to peck his lips as he shifts his legs to straddle your hips.

"Question thirteen. Three favourite colours."

"Green, blue, orange." He responds.

"Blurgh I'm bored of this." You giggle, pouting up at him.

"Lets go to the pet store then."

"What?"

"Lets. Go. To. The. Pet. Store." He replies back sassily.

"And buy what? A budgie?"

"Of course. Anything for you my petal." He leans down, kissing your nose.

"A little green, blue, orange budgie." You grin up at him. He nods in agreement.

"I didn't think there were orange budgies though."

Zayn-

His stubble tickles and scratches at your jaw as he nudges his nose against your neck, fingers tracing circles into the small of your back, teasing. His lips press to your collarbones and you giggle, pushing him away as you rifle through the clothing rack.

"Save it for home, babe." You smile, taking his hand and pulling him out of the shop. He follows obediently, lifting your hand to bring it to his lips as you tug him over to the pet shop. He stands a way back as you crouch down in front of the rabbits cage, petting the rabbits soft fur. You turn back to smile at him and he's standing a way off, casting wary glances at the cage.

"Zayn. Can we get one?" You ask, tucking your hair behind your ear as you roll the bunnies ear between forefinger and thumb.

"No, absolutely not." He calls back, crossing his arms as he shifts from foot to foot. His whole demeanour has changed from sexy, sassy Zayn, to scared and wary. And it clicks.

"You don't like rabbits." You smirk and his eyes shift to you as he shakes his head.

"Er no, no I like rabbits." Passes his lips and you smile.

"Lets get one then." You laugh back and his eyes widen, shifting between you and the cage before he gives in.

"Get one. And one only. Don't need babies running around the house." He shivers and you lick your lips, taking his wallet from his back pocket.

Harry-

"I made a mistake okay. I really don't like cats all that much! You think Louis is all that fond of carrots?! It's been four years now. I. Don't. Like. Cats." He laughs, nudging his nose against yours. You pout against his lips as he lowers himself down on your body.

"Ugh it's too hot for snugs." You sigh, pushing against his chest as he groans in protest against your chin.

"I want cuddles. I don't care if it's hot outside. You're hot all the time." And you can help but snort at that. His shoulders shake against yours as you give in, throwing your arms around his bareback.

"Cuddle for a cat. You like cats, I know it." You smile, pressing a kiss to his curls, gliding a hand through them.

"Hmnng really? I don't even want a cat that much!" He sighs, digging his fingers into your ribs, making you laugh.

"Fine, no cuddles then. Off you hop." You huff, "tapping out" on his bum.

"YYYYY/NNNN! That's so not fair." He whines, arching his back to scoot closer into you.

"Cat for cuddles." You say and he turns his head up, resting his chin on your chest. His jaws grinds down for a minute as he blinks slowly, lazily.

"Fine."

"Really."

"Yes, now shut your pie hole."