One Direction Preferences

#15 how you meet

Harry: You've been a fan of One Direction since the beginning. Meeting them was your biggest dream and today that dream was coming true. You stood in line all day, knowing that the chances of them even acknowledging you with something other than a hello was out of this world. You went through the line, speaking to each one of the boys quickly. It went exactly as you knew it would but you were still overwhelmed with excitement. Just as you were about to walk out the door someone stopped you. You turned to see a security officer, Harry Styles standing beside him, that cheeky grin on his face. "Sorry (Y/N). Would you mind staying for a while? I'd hate to only have spoken to you once and I'd like to talk to you more." He said, holding on to your hand as he brought you back behind the table when he sat until he was done, ready to get to know you.

Louis: Every table in the coffee shop you ate at every morning was taken, mostly filled with teenage girls. You walk up to the counter, asking an employee what the crowd was for. "Louis Tomlinson is here so by default, we're playing victim to a bunch of girls. I'll get you your usual." She laughs turning around to grab you a muffin and coffee. You can't find a seat so you stand at the edge of the counter, having your meal. A boy calls your name from across the room and all eyes turn to you. It must be him. "Hey, you can come have a seat here if you'd like." He called, gesturing to the seat across from him. You walk over, ignoring the sneers and whispers as you make your way over. You sit down and he holds out his hand as you meet those blue eyes for the first time. "Louis Tomlinson."

Niall: You don't exactly remember when you and Niall met. It must have been before either of you could even walk. Your parent's have been friends forever so you both grew up together. You took your first steps together, went to school together, and had your first kiss together. He even held you when you had your first heartbreak. Now here you were at your first concert together accept this time he was on stage, as your boyfriend.

Liam: You're tired of working. The restaurant was particularly crowded today, families with small children taking over the place. You make your way to a table, speaking the words you've said nearly thirty times today. "Good afternoon. My name is (Y/N). Can I start you off with some drinks." You finally look down at the five boys who are staring at you and one of them speaks. "How many tables have you served today? I'd like to speak with your manager about his labor standards. Someone as beautiful as you deserves to have a break. Find someone else to serve us and you can take your break now." He blabbers. You and the other boys laugh. Your boss here's this and comes over to your table, discussing your working conditions with the guy. "(Y/N), please take your break now with this young gentleman." The manager says. You're shocked but don't disagree, heading over to the table. "How'd you get him to do that?" You ask as you take a seat. The boy smiles as one of the others answer. "Liam can be very persuasive." They laugh again. The boy reaches out his hand for you, introducing himself. "I'm Liam Payne. I hope this can count as a first date for us."

Zayn: You managed to meet Zayn before everything. He always seemed a little dorky in school, keeping his spot in the back of the class, secluded from most of the crowd. You spot him at lunch one day, sitting at a table with two other boys. You've been dying to talk to him but you just need a subject. Finally you spot his Power Ranger backpack and head over to where he is, smiling as you sit down beside him. "Which Power Ranger is your favorite?" You ask confidently. He blushes a little, his eyes wide as he talks to you. "The white one." He answers. You nod, feeling a little shy around him, unsure of what to say. "Which one's your favorite?" He replied, looking straight at you. You smile at him as you answer. "The blue one. I think that they've kind of let go of the blue ranger's character a bit. He's seen more now as a piece of comic relief but I loved when he was the most intelligent. He was able to see people's weakness." You say. Zayn looks shocked at your knowledge but you're interrupted by your friends calling you away. You look at him one last time. "Sorry I've got to go but we'll definitely talk later."