One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#16. Nervous.

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Nervous...

Harry - He’s shaking, and stuttering as he wipes the palms of his hands against his pants again. Nervous questions constantly being blurted out. ”Is the food okay?” “Are you having fun?” “Do you need anything?” You find all of it endearing, but finally you put a stop to it. Giggling, you lean over and rest your hand in his. “Harry, this is an amazing first date. Please calm down and enjoy it with me.” 

Louis - You notice how his mood changes, shifting from carefree and fun to jumpy. “Lou, what’s wrong?” You ask. You reach out towards him, trying to touch him, calm him, reassure him that things are and will be just fine. When you do, you can feel how clammy his fingers are. “Nothing love.” He’ll say. But in reality, his heart’s about to burst right out of his chest. He takes a shaky sigh; he knows it’s time. “It’s just,” he stutters as he drops down to one knee. “I’d like to know if you’d be mine? Forever?” 

Niall - “Stop being nervous!” You rub his shoulders. “You’ve done a million concerts, why are you so nervous about this one?” Niall took a shaky breath, trying to calm his pounding heart. He turned to face you and pulled your body against his. “Just am, I guess.” He swallowed the lump in his throat and clutched you tighter. You weren’t sure what, but you know something was up. That night, as you watched from backstage, you finally figured out what it was. “Uh, I just want to take this time to make an announcement real quick, and I want you guys’ full support. This is really big, and really important to me so.. Uh. yeah.” You furrowed your eyebrows as he shook his head nervously. “So, uh, I want you guys to meet Y/N. Y/N? Can you come out on stage?” You stumbled around backstage, conflicted on whether you should really go out there or not. Hate was something that Directioners were famous for unfortunately, and you just weren’t sure what would happen if you did go out there. You knew what he was doing now, and you didn’t want to hurt the girls’ feelings. But you slowly made your way on stage, watching as the boys smiled encouragingly. “This is Y/N. And she’s my girlfriend. My first real girlfriend since One Direction, and I want you guys to really know that I really like her. I’ve been really nervous about telling you guys, because I want you to like her, but. Y/N always said she was willing to share with you guys.” He sent a wink your way, and you smiled. 

Liam - “Mr. Payne,” He stood instantly as the doctor said his name. He looked at him, so nervous, so hopeful, praying that whatever he said would be good news. The look on the man’s face gave away that that would not be the case. “I’m so sorry, we couldn’t save the child. Y/N is waiting in her room, follow me.” The ringing in his ears didn’t stop until you were in his sights, sitting on the hospital bed clutching your knees. There was no words to be said. He just walked over to you, sitting and pulling you on his lap to cradle you in his arms. The doctor shook his head, ashamed that they couldn’t do more, but it was simply too late. He closed to door behind him as he left, leaving the two of you alone to cry and morn your unborn daughter.

Zayn - Nervous. Oh, so nervous. You rearranged the candles once again before lighting them, combining your hair again before pulling on your new lingerie, repainting your toenails before sliding on the stilettos. Zayn was coming home tonight, and he was in for a big surprise. Sure, he was a little surprised when he walked in and you were there to greet him immediately, and he was a little disappointed when you were in the kitchen (the second place he looked) but ecstasy ran through his veins when he opened the bedroom door and you were standing there, waiting for him in the sexiest lace he could ever imagine. Any trace of nerves were gone the instant you saw him, his jaw dropping and his eyes roaming freely on you.