Harry: “Hey Babe! How has your day been?” Harry said over the phone. He was away on tour for a week and you had already managed to lose your engagement ring. You didn’t even want to leave your flat for the fear the paparazzi would make some big story as to why you weren’t wearing it. “Harry, I lost it.” You mumbled. “Lost what?” he asked clueless. “My engagement ring…” you said shutting your eyes from the tears falling. “I figured that would happen.” He said chuckling. “Why are you laughing?” “I bought insurance on it in case you did lose it, I know you too well.” Harry had the same ring shipped overnight and delivered to you the next morning. You were now extremely careful with it and never took it off for anything.
Liam: The flat was a disaster, you were emptying drawers, looking in the pockets of your clothes, you had to find it before Liam came home. “Hey Baby I’m home… Wow, what happened here?” he asked walking in. “Oh, I lost my Tiffany’s necklace, but I can look later, are you hungry?” you asked trying to distract him. “The necklace huh?” he asked suspiciously. He came up behind you and grabbed your waist. “Look what I found in my car this morning” he said placing the engagement ring back on your finger. You blushed embarrassed but you felt like an entire building had been lifted off your shoulders.
Louis: Your relationship with Louis was an honest one, you told each other everything so you decided it was best to just come out and say it as soon as Louis came home. “You lost it?” Louis went in to wipe your falling tears. “I’m sorry Lou! I don’t even remember where I last saw it.” You grabbed a Kleenex and blew your nose. You decided to be honest with Louis about losing your engagement ring. He kissed you on your forehead and hugged you tight. “Why are you crying Babe, I’ll just get you a new more sparkly one!” he said cheerfully.
Niall: “You lost it?” He said scratching his head. “Uhm. Yes?” you whispered, unsure as to why Niall continued to ask you the same question over and over again. “That was my Grandmother’s ring (Y/N.)” “I know Niall! Don’t make me feel any worse!” “And you checked everywhere?” he asked pacing the room now. “Yes!” you said falling onto the couch putting your head in your hands. “Even by the kitchen sink?” “What?” You looked up confused. There it was, the ring. You took it off to clean the dishes. “Oh my God Niall! I was so scared!” You ran over grabbing the ring, and he automatically relaxed. “How about we super glue that to your finger?” he said laughing.
Zayn: It had been two weeks since you lost it, Zayn hadn’t even noticed, you were shocked. You couldn’t find the strength to tell him. Curled up on the couch he grabbed your hand. “(Y/N) why aren’t you wearing your ring?” he asked with a sadness in his voice.” “Zayn.” You began crying. “I can’t find it! I’ve looked everywhere, for weeks!” you buried your head into his chest feeling ashamed. “Love,” he said running his fingers through your hair. “It’s not a big deal, we can pick this one out together if you would like. I felt like the last one wasn’t really your style anyway.” He said smiling down at you.
