Niall:
You sat down on the couch, but far away from Niall. You didn’t look at him. You crossed your arms. You were really angry at him. “Love what’s wrong?” he asked. He scooted over to you, but you scooted over more to the arm. You couldn’t scoot any more. “Y/N talk to me please,” he begged. He grabbed your waist, but you wouldn’t budge. “What did I do?” he whined. “Talk to me!!” he said again. “Fine I won’t talk to you,” he crossed his arms. “C’MON Y/N! You’re killin’ me!” he whined.
Louis:
Louis broke your phone on accident. He dropped it outside. You were so angry, plus you didn’t even back up anything. You went to the bedroom and crossed your arms. Louis came in the room. You didn’t look at him. “I’m sorry I broke our phone..” he said sad. “So I got you a new one,” he showed you the IPhone 5s box. Gold color. There wasn’t any wrapping around the box. He must’ve opened it. “Plus I restored it, on my computer..” he said. You looked at him. “Are you mad at me?” he asked. You hugged him. “Your lucky I love you,” you smiled.
Liam:
"Talk to me Y/N please!" he begged. No answer. "No kisses from me anymore!" no answer. "If you won’t talk to me, this probably will…" he moved his hands to your to your waist and tickled you. You moved your body so crazy, since you were very ticklish. You were laughing so hard. "OKAY OKAY!" you yelled. He stopped tickling you. He was smiling and you were too. "Fine I’ll freaking talk to you," you growled. He cheered and gave you kisses.
Harry:
"I love you," he begged. Nope. "I’m sorry Y/N," he said again. No answer still. He was in front of you on his knees, while you were on the couch. He crawled up and put his hands on your thighs. He looked like a really cute puppy. He begged for a kiss. You sighed. You reached down and kiss him. He was just adorable. You put your arms around his neck. He broke the kiss and smiled. "I love you," he smiled. You rolled your eyes. "I love you too," you giggled.
Zayn:
"Zayn! It was my last one!" you whined. "Sorry it just looked so good!" he whined back. You grabbed the little green sticky note that said "Don’t eat my cookie Zayn" and showed it to him. You crumbled it up and threw it on the ground. You ran upstairs to the bedroom. "Y/N wait!" he begged. He sighed. He tried making cookies the same as your favorites. He grabbed a plate and set them on the plate. He went upstairs. You smelled fresh batch of cookies. They smelled really good. You looked up and saw Zayn with a plate of cookies. "I made these for you," he smiled. You stood up and walked to him. You grabbed a cookie and took a bite. "This tastes amazing!" you smiled. "You’re the best cook ever," you smiled. You kissed his lips. He kissed you for a long time, because your lips tasted like cookies.
