a/n just a quick thing. this book just hit 100 votes so i thought why not publish 5 more parts today. i love the few of you guys who are reading this
Harry: "Here let me open that for you." Harry always says. You call him to move your furniture, even going as far as pretending that you can't open jars without his assistance. One day you invite Harry to the kitchen while you cook. You pull out a jar and instantly Harry's by your side, ready to open it. He struggles, even banging it on the side of the counter to pop the lid. "I'll get it." You say, taking it back from him and sliding it off easily. Harry looks a bit suspicious but waves off the gesture with the excuse that he loosened it up. Somehow the lid slips from your hand, moving across the floor and under the fridge. For only a moment you forget his presence, instinct taking over as you lift the fridge with one hand, grabbing the lid with the other. When you turn back around Harry's face is unreadable, a mix of fear and amazement. He finds the idea that you're stronger than him to be a little weird but accepts it, using it to his own advantage from now on when he needs a little help around the house.
Louis: You love playing games with Louis, knowing he'll only become ever more frustrated when he can't find you. After looking for you for an entire twenty minutes, he sits on one of the park benches in defeat. He's still jerking his head back and forth in search of you when you make your way to where he is, invisible to him and the few people that roam the park on this Monday afternoon. "(Y/N), you win!" He calls for you. You giggle, and he looks straight ahead, his face astonished as you bring yourself back into view. You're right at his mouth and seal his lips with a kiss.
Niall: From the moment you met Niall you knew everything about him, his every thought. Whenever he needed something you had it ready for him, whether it be the birthday present he'd been secretly wanting, what he wanted for dinner, or even the lyrics to a song he'd been coming up with. One day you found yourself in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the two of you. He smiled when he came in, kissing your cheek. "Exactly what I wanted." He said, taking his seat at the table. Just as you were finished you started to hum a tune he hadn't even had the time to write down on paper yet. "(Y/N), what are you singing?" He asks, recognizing the lyrics. You shrug it off but he pushes the subject, never letting it go. Finally you tell him, sitting in his lap and pressing little kisses to his forehead. "The same way I know what you want for dinner every night, the same way I know you were dreaming about the beginning of the new tour last night, and the way I know you think I'm crazy right now." For the rest of the night he tests you until he can believe.
Liam: Both you and Liam are running late today, rushing to put on your clothes and skipping over breakfast. Liam pulls out his phone to call the boys and let them know but you stop him. "Don't worry about it Li. I'll have us there in a minute." You said. He looked confused for a moment but you sent him a small, cocky smile. His hand clenched onto yous as you walked onto the balcony of the condo you lived in. "I've been wanting to show you this for a while. Hold on tight." You grin, your feet kicking from the ground and into the air. Liam nearly lets go of your hand at first but grabs your arm again as you're lifted into the air, amazed by his new form of transportation.
Zayn: It's always hard being without Zayn when he's on the road but what's even worse is knowing that you could be with him at any moment you pleased, with just the snap of your fingers. You both rarely Skype, knowing that seeing each other through the computer screen will only increase your desire to be with him but tonight you're taking that chance, needing to see him. "I miss you so much." He says, a pout on his face. You smile at him and are no longer able to resist. "Hold on just a second. Close your eyes." You reply. He does as you say and in a flash you're by his side. His eyes spring open in disbelief until he takes you in his arms, holding on to you again. He has so many questions but at that moment he only cares that you get to be with him, if only for another minute.
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