Harry: You were home alone, watching a movie in bed, when you suddenly heard noise downstairs. It was late at night and you expected no one. The only one who had a key of the apartment was Harry, but he was on tour. You shut the TV down, listening breathlessly, waiting for another sound. And when you heard the stumbling again your heart started racing in your chest. You grabbed your phone, dialing Harry’s number. ‘Babe… I-,’ He started, but you interrupted him immediately in a whispering voice. ‘Harry, there is someone in the house. What do I do? I hear noises. I don’t know what to do!!’ You panicked. For a couple of seconds Harry said nothing, so you waited impatiently for him to respond. ‘You are going to be fine babe… Just stay calm.’ He said eventually. What? Stay calm? There is someone in the house! ‘Harry, how am I supposed to stay calm?!’ You asked, in a loud whispering tone. ‘Just trust me babe!’ He just answered, like it was absolutely nothing. ‘Harry, they are fucking talking…’ You stopped for a second, listening again. ‘They’re coming! I hear them on the stairs! Harry…’ You felt your heart in your throat, when suddenly the door swung open. But instead of two burglars, you just saw your boyfriend standing in front of you with a dark smile. ‘Can I rob this house miss?’ He asked politely, standing in the doorframe. You just stared at him, open mouth. ‘You… you… you are such a prick!’ You said, throwing your pillow at him. ‘I hoped for a nicer welcoming!’ He laughed when he moved towards you, sitting on the bed beside you. ‘Well, you fucked your nice welcoming up by scaring the shit out of me!’ You said, moving your head away when he tried to kiss you. ‘Com’n babe…’ He said, cupping your face so you would look at him. ‘I love you. I missed you. And I kinda thought it was funny when you thought I was two burglars. But please kiss me know because God I missed your lips.’ And that’s where you let your stubborn mood go, just because his arms and his lips where the only things you really could focus on from the moment he walked in.
Louis: ‘OH MY GOD!’ You heard Louis’ voice from upstairs. You were cooking dinner in the kitchen when it happened. His voice was followed by a loud stumbling noise. ‘Louis?’ You called his name. Waiting for him to respond. He didn’t. ‘LOUIS?’ You yelled louder, starting to get worried. When he still didn’t respond you dropped everything and ran quickly upstairs. ‘Louis?’ Your voice said when you entered the bedroom. You were ready to call his name again after seconds of silence, when suddenly Louis jumped up behind the door, grabbing your waist and diving with you onto the bed. And you literally felt like you genuinely had a heart attack. ‘BOOOOOOO’ He laughed, scanning your face for reaction. And you gave him an angry look. ‘I’m seriously doubting this relationship right now.’ You said, trying to break free out of his arms, but he held you down, without a problem. ‘Aw, com’n babe! It was actually funny. You should’ve seen your face!’ He smiled at you. You raised your eyebrow at him. ‘For your information, I’m not really able to see my own face without having a mirror in front of me 24/7. I’m sorry I missed the fun about this now.’ You said sarcastically. He didn’t say anything and just started kissing your face. ‘Louis… Louis. Stop!’ You tried, but when he didn’t stop, you decided to take him back. ‘Louis… No! Rape, rape! RAPE!’ You yelled really hard and Louis backed off immediately, looking shocked. And that’s where you started laughing. ‘Baby, you really should have seen your face! Priceless!’ You laughed, standing up and heading to the kitchen again, leaving him confused.
Niall: You were there when One Direction was rehearsing for their WWA show in Wembley Stadium, London. You were together with Eleanor, Lou and Sophia, watching the show from the side of the stage. It all went well, until suddenly one off the platforms where Niall was standing one, collapsed and he just fell into the stage, disappearing out of sight for everyone. ‘What the heck?’ Harry shouted through his mic. Louis was already yelling Nialls name, waiting for him to respond. You ran on stage and you reached the hole at the same time most of the boys did. ‘Niall?’ You yelled, full in panic mode, when you saw him just laying there. And it seemed to take so long, before he actually moved. And when he did, they all sighed in relief. ‘Niall, are you ok, mate?’ Liam asked. Niall answered with a groan, trying to stand on his feet again. ‘That fucking hurts!’ He yelled, angry. Five minutes later, they managed to get Niall out of the hole in the stage. The boys were letting out their frustration to the people who set up the stage. This could’ve ended a lot worse than it actually did. ‘You scared me, Ni…’ You whispered quietly when you where taking care of the scratches he got because of the accident. ‘It’s kind of heart stopping, seeing your boyfriend laying there after a fall of a couple of meters.’ He looked up at you and smiled when he stroked your cheek with his hand. ‘I’m not even going to imagine how it would feel when it was reversed, but I get what you’re saying. I’m sorry babe…’ He said to you. ‘But luckily nothing bad happened. So we, INCLUDING THOSE OVERPROTECTIVE BOYS OF ME, need to GET OVER this, so we can do a GOOD SHOW tonight.’ He emphasized the words, directed to the other lads, by yelling a little bit louder, making sure they would hear it in the room next door.
Liam: You were really aware of your surroundings. Walking to the grocery store. Paparazzi was killing you lately. Why did they even bother coming, snapping pictures of you: someone who is not even famous. They all just waited for you to come back out of the store to ask you about Liam or shout mean things. Like you didn’t hate the pictures enough. You were procrastinating the moment you had to go outside again, but you realized, the sooner you would actually go, the sooner you would be home and it would be over. So you sucked it up and stepped outside through the madness, you didn’t even understand. You were trying to make a way through the crowd but you’re two grocery bags didn’t make that an easier task. ‘How are you and Liam?’. ‘Are you cheating on him?’. ‘Are you pregnant, Y/N?. All the usual rumors and questions. You really asked yourself, why they where even bothered. You hated yourself, for not coming with the car. Could you ever be anymore stupid? But you didn’t have another choice, than just to keep walking. But before you even had the chance to leave the parking space in front of the store, you suddenly felt someone taking your grocery bag and slipping his hand in yours. And you were so ready to punch the guy in the face when you looked up and you saw Liam. It wasn’t really a great timing to yell at him for scaring you, so you just let him lead you to the car he brought with him, shielding you from the flashing lights, with his free hand. He opened the passenger door, let you in and walked over to the other side. ‘You do realize I almost punched you right in the face, thinking you were one of those paps?!’ You asked him when he was driving on the road. He chuckled. ‘I’m actually glad you say it. Because I would like you to do it for real if they did that to you.’. ‘That actually scared the shit out of me!’ you said, still not over it. Now he fully laughed. ‘I’m so sorry babe. I just realized maybe it wasn’t a really good plan to go by foot, so that’s why I’m here.’ And despite the fact, that he really made your heart race by that action, you couldn’t be happier seeing him there, helping and protecting you, like he always did.
Zayn: ‘God, Y/N you are being so frustrating right now! Just let me breathe for a second will ya?’ He yelled at you. ‘The only thing I’m asking for, Zayn, is for you to help me with the dishes once and a while! Is that so much to ask?’ You yelled back. He was in such a bad mood today and you had no idea why. ‘Yes, in fact. That is too much to ask. Leave me alone.’ Was he really just walking away from you now. ‘Zayn, I’m just asking y-,’. ‘GOD JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP Y/N!’ He literally screamed at you, and it made you flinch. You had never even seen him like this. You guys had fights, once in a while. And of course you could yell at each other. But screaming like this? This was a whole other level. But the moment you flinched and you took a couple steps back due to the sound of his voice, his eyes softened. ‘I’m just messing this up completely.’ He said to himself, shaking his head. ‘Babe… I’m sorry. Don’t be scared.’ He was moving closer to you again. ‘I’m a complete and utter prick for working my frustrations out on you… That’s just not fair.’ He took you in his arms, but you didn’t hug him back. ‘I had a rough day today. We had a meeting with management. And those meetings are so tiring. It’s like a constant battle against what they want and what we want. And I’m just really worked up right now. I’m so… so sorry.’ He mumbled into your hair. You sighed in response and wrapped your arms around him. ‘It’s okay… just don’t scream like that again. You scared me.’ You whispered into his chest. ‘Never babe… Never again.’
