One Direction Preferences Book 2

321. He Finds Out You Can Read Minds

Liam: You didn't want to tell your boyfriend you could read minds, because you were scared of his reaction, but you've been dating for almost a year and you almost felt bad that you were hiding this from him. You were feeling guilty all day and he could instantly tell you were hiding something. "Is there something upsetting you babe?" he asked. The concerned sound in his voice made you feel even worse about hiding this from him. "No, I'm fine, thanks." you said trying to force a small smile on your face while starring at your feet. "Are you sure? You know you can tell me anything." he said while rubbing your cheek and looking deeply into your eyes. "I knew you were gonna say that Liam.." you responded. "Well it's true." he replied "No, Liam. I knew you were going to say all of that because I know you were thinking out what to say to me in your head. And I know that because I can read minds." he looked a little confused. "Well that doesn't make me love you any less." he said just before kissing you "I'll just have to make sure I keep that in the back of my head so it doesn't get me in trouble." he joked.

Louis: You and Louis were fighting because he refused to clean up his clothes which he left all over the bathroom floor. You and Louis were best friends who had grown up together and had lived together for about 4 months, and he was a mess. You had just finally got him to clean up his clothes when he glared at you and made a rude remark that he had thought was private.  "What was that Louis?" he looked at you with that sassy face of his and said "I didn't even say anything." "You didn't have to. Remember when we were younger and I always used to know exactly what you were thinking without you telling me, and you would always laugh when I told you I could read your mind. Well, it wasn't a joke. By the way, I think I deserve an apology for that thought of yours last night when I was coming out of the shower. 'Drop the towel and get in my bed' was it?" his jaw was to the floor. "Keep cleaning." you added with a smirk.

Harry: You two were cuddling in bed when you slid your hands down and made your way to Harry's pants. You turned to face him and said "I want you, Styles." His eyes were about as wide as possible when a smile formed across his face. He quickly ripped his shirt off and kissed you while pressing his body onto yours. You had an advantage here. You knew everything his little heart desired and just which parts of him needed you most without him having to say a word. Not from past experience, but because you could read his mind. After you were finished with him, out of breath, he whispered "You always know exactly what to do to make me crazy." you giggled and he kissed your forehead. "You know there is a reason I know how to do that." you said while getting comfortable in his arms. "Do tell." he demanded "I can read your mind, Harry." he jerked back and looked you in the eyes "What? Really?" you laughed at the expression on his face "Would I ever lie to you?" you asked "I would hope not. Okay, what am I thinking right now?" he thought he was being clever. "Round two." you said, while placing yourself on top of him. You were right

Niall: "I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 10." Niall said "5." you quickly responded without even having to think about it. "How do you always know what I'm thinking? It's not fair." you giggled and kissed him as he continued pouting "It's because I know you so well." which you did. Except that wasn't how you always knew what he was thinking. You knew this because you could read his mind. It was new to you. This wasn't something genetic in your family, or something you grew up having, and you could only read his mind, nobody else's. You wanted to tell him but you didn't know how. So you figured you'd do something clever. "Give me your hand." you declared. He placed his hand in yours but you unwound it and pretended to read his palm. "My girlfriend's a psychic? Oh so thats why you're so good at reading my mind." he joked "Actually Niall I really wanted to talk to you about this. All jokes aside, I really can read your mind. I don't know how I'm capable but I can." he looked at you for a moment trying to read your facial expressions and see if you were joking, before pressing his lips into yours. "What am I thinking of now?" he asked. You smiled "I love you too." you said before kissing him once more.

Zayn: You were laying in the tour bus with Zayn, ready to go to sleep, when you began to listen to his thoughts. He was thinking about home and how much he missed his family. You could hear the memories running through his head and it was making you upset. You sat up and looked him in the eyes. He looked terribly sad and it made you want to cry. You kissed his forehead and said "Don't be sad boo. You'll be home in a few weeks. Plus you have me and the boys to lean on, you don't need to hold it in all the time. Even 'Bradford bad boys' can express their feelings you know." you told him, smiling at the last part. A tear dropped from his right eye but he quickly wiped it and laughed, very appreciative of what you had just said to him. He kissed you and asked "How'd you know I was feeling homesick?" you questioned wether or not you should tell him "Well since I want you to feel comfortable opening up to me, I guess I should feel comfortable opening up to you." he sat up and rubbed your arm waiting for you to continue. "I can read your mind, Zayn." he looked at you confused "Yes, really." you added. He giggled "Wow, that's not what I expected at all. That could get me in trouble, thanks for letting me know." he joked and then kissed you before laying back down and getting cozy with you once again.