One Direction Preferences

#37 he finds out you like him as more than a friend

Harry: After breaking up with your boyfriend again Harry seemed to be the only one who was willing to still be there for you. He held you in his arms as your tears ran dry again, his chest still soaking beneath you. Suddenly his lips pressed to your forehead and that sensation you always wanted to feel ran through you. He was your best friend but you'd longed for more. After a few moments you fell asleep, the sound of his heartbeat filling your ears. In your slumber you began to dream of him. Things were the way you really wanted him, there was no one in the way of your relationship with him. When you woke the next morning Harry was staring down at you, his eyes looking deep into your core as he spoke. "You know you talk in your sleep right?" He asked, a small smile spreading on his face. Your eyes widened, worried of the things you may have said. He saw the look in your eyes, finally speaking up again. "I like you too (Y/N)...a lot."

Louis: Having to see him with her was the worst feeling ever, especially when you ached to call him yours. As you watched them from the kitchen, all the boys snuggled up with their girls as you worked in the kitchen, preparing dinner for your five best friends. Louis came in for a drink, his eyes meeting yours as he leaned against the counter. As you walked back over to the kitchen you couldn't resist stopping in front of him, realizing that he didn't turn away as your lips met his for the first time. You stayed there for a moment, tasting him, making sure you'd remember every part of this kiss. "I wish that was me." You whispered as you pulled away, continuing your cooking as your best friend walked back to the living room, now full aware of your feelings for him.

Niall: Being without Niall has been hard for you. You're feeling especially lonely today and call him, having only enough time for a short conversation before he has to go. When you hang up you head to your mom's room, finding her reading a magazine. You snuggle up next to her, tears starting to form in your eyes. "When are you going to tell him (Y/N)?" She asks, tucking her arm around you. You sniffle as you speak, talking through your tears. "I don't know. I just don't want to mess up our friendship by telling him I like him. It could make things weird." You reply. Five minutes your phone vibrates. It's Niall. You answer and he immediately starts talking. "Hey, I heard what you said. I don't think it would make things weird. It's actually a little weird now when I'm hiding my feelings for you. I hope that when I get back we can be together as more than friends." He says, causing you embarrassment and then relief at your feelings being out in the open.

Liam: Liam never drank much, even when he'd gained the opportunity to. You on the other hand, enjoyed a night of drinking every once in a while but tonight it seemed to be getting a little out of hand. "(Y/N), I need to get you home." Liam yelled in your ear, the loud dance music nearly overpowering his voice. You jerked away from him though, moving your hips back and forth to the beat of the music. "Li, it's my birthday. Dance with me." You called, waving him to the dance floor. Five seconds later you were being lifted from the ground, Liam throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you to the taxi that waited outside. Once inside you began to calm down, cool air blowing through the window and the cold leather rubbing against your skin. Liam's eyes widened as you grabbed hold of his chin, brushing your lips against his. "I would've never had the guts to do that sober. I love you Li." You said. He smiled, letting it reached his eyes and leaned in to kiss you once more. "Happy birthday (Y/N)."

Zayn: After nearly twelve years of being best friends with Zayn he's gone for the first time, leaving for his first every tour. Four years ago you realized you were in love with him. You thought that after he'd been away you'd get over it but as you stood, waiting for him at the airport the only thing you wanted was to jump into his arms taking him as yours. He smiled that friendly smile when he saw you though, bringing you back to the reality that he would always be your best friend. He hugged you momentarily before heading to the taxi that awaited you. Once inside his head met your shoulder, aware that something was troubling you. "What's wrong (Y/N)?" He asked, looking up at you. Unable to hold back your emotions you looked him straight in the eyes. "I love you." You whispered. His face seemed confused at first but his response was serious. "I've loved you for five years (Y/N)." He said, leaning in to claim you as his own.