Harry:
You walk around yours and Harry's shared flat in just his boxers, and his favorite shirt. You get your phone, plug your earphones in, and started to sing (Y/F/S). You're dancing to the song. When you turn toward the stairs, you see Harry standing at the bottom of the stairs, with a towel around his waist, smiling.
"Yes?" you sang as he walked toward you, you noticed the lust in his eyes. He picks you up, bridal style, and took you to your room. ;)
Liam:
You got cold so you go yours and Liam's closet, and get one of his hoodies. While the radio was on, you heard the intro to Story of My Life. You shrug, and start singing it.
"Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain. I leave my heart open, but it stays right here empty for days," you sang along with Harry.
"She told in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones, it seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone," Liam sang in your ear.
"HOLY CRACKER JACK!" you yelled as Liam giggled.
"My bad, babe," he smiled. "You're cute when you when you wear my clothes," Liam said as he kissed your cheek.
"I got cold," you shrug.
Louis:
You wake up to an empty bed. You shrug, knowing Louis went to the studio. You go to your guys' closet, find one of Louis' shirts, slip it over your head, walk over to his dresser, grab a pair of his boxers, and put them on. You grab your IPod, plug your earphones in, and start cleaning while rearranging the living room, and your guys' room. Once you were done with cleaning, you decide to wash the few dishes that were in the sink while singing (Y/F/S). You don't hear the door open, and close, but you feel arms around your waist. You tense for a moment, but then relax, knowing it was your boyfriend.
"You're cute when you wear my clothes, and how come you rearranged the living room?" he wondered. You shrug.
"Got bored of it looking the way it was," you simply said.
"You could've just asked me," he reminded as he kissed your cheek then left.
"And now the room's rearranged, too. Really, babe?" You just roll your eyes in response.
"Got bored of it looking the way it was," you repeated.
Niall:
Since Niall was at the studio, you decide to clean your flat up. You put Niall's shirt and boxers on while singing to 23.
"I back it up, cuz I don't give a fuck. If you a lame it's a shame you can't hang with us," you sang.
"PRINCESS!" Niall screams in shock.
"What?" you asked, innocently. Niall, softly, grabbed your wrist, sat down with you laying on your stomach across his lap, popping your bum. "Niall... OW! Really? OW!" you asked in between pops. He stops.
"One, yes for that mouth and two, you look real cute when you wear my clothes." You just roll your eyes in response.
Zayn:
Zayn's at the studio, so you go to your guys' closet, and get some clothes. You don't realize they're his, and when he gets home, he smiled.
"Well, looks like someone stole my clothes." You look down.
"Oops?" you shrugged. He gets closer to you.
"Don't worry about it," Zayn shrugged before kissing you sweetly.
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