Louis: Louis finally squeezed time into his schedule to see you model at a show. The outfits showed a lot of skin, much to his dismay. Finally, it was your turn- Louis made sure he was front row to see you. You came strutting down the runway with confidence and a type of swagger he’d never seen from you before. There were men behind Louis whistling and hollering to you, which was customary. He turned around and gave them a steady glare, “Quiet it, will you? That’s my girlfriend!” When you came back around, Louis caught your eye and you couldn’t help but give a little wink.
Niall: Niall played a stringed instrument, you played stringed instruments, it was meant to be, right? He was excited to come to your orchestra performance- you were a prodigy. There were group performances and then finally your violin solo. Your cheeks flushed red when you heard Niall obnoxiously clap as you made your way to the center of the stage. You were in the middle of the song when you focused on Niall instead of your piece and made eye contact, then realized that you were in the middle of a solo and continued again. ”Couldn’t keep your eyes off me, eh?” he teased after the performance.
Liam: Around the house you always were leaping and dancing around him and the furniture like it was your stage. It was all practice for your dance concert, and your lyrical solo was going to kill it! You were backstage waiting for your name to be called before you heard Liam shout “Wooo! Go (y/n)! You got this!” You won first place with your solo in your division and heard Liam shouting for you again. He enveloped you in a tight hug after the competition, poking you with the thorns in the roses he brought you. ”I’m so proud of you!” You smiled, “I can tell!” Liam hugged you in closer and whispered, “And maybe tonight I’ll show you just how proud.”
Zayn: Zayn was overwhelmed by the pungent scent of hairspray and blaring energetic music playing- that’s right, your cheer competition. You were nervous that you would mess up in front of Zayn, but couldn’t be more thankful that he made the time to come. After your performance, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why did that lad keep looking up your skirt like that?” You giggled, “He’s a base, he has to watch me or I’ll fall!” ”Why is your uniform like that?” he gestured at your half top and short skirt. ”So I can have room to stretch and tumble!” Zayn rolled his eyes, “I don’t know quite how I feel about those boys getting to see you in that. You’re mine.” You could only roll your eyes and kiss him hard, transferring your ruby red lipstick onto his own lips.
Harry: You had absolutely no idea that Harry was coming to your choir concert, but you could see why. Being a singer himself, Harry always wanted to know what your voice sounded like. You were too nervous, him being in a world-famous band and all. But tonight, when you sang your solo in the song Gold from the Broadway musical, Once, he couldn’t help but get chills. You ran off of stage after and gave him a big kiss, “I didn’t know you were coming!” Harry handed you flowers and gave a cheeky smile, “I didn’t know you were such an amazing singer, Babe. We need to get you world-famous next!”
