One Direction Preferences

#122: "Tell me"

HARRY:

"When do you have to be at the airport?" You asked glumly, scooting closer to him in your huge bed.

"11." He sighed, running his fingers through your long hair.

"Y/n?" He asked as if you weren't listening already.

Before you could respond he began talking again, "Tell me you'll be alright when I'm gone. Please..." He practically begged, wrapping his hand around yours as he tried to keep you as close as possible for the rest of the time you two had left together.

"I'll be fine, stop worrying. I mean," You sighed, burying your head into the crook of Harry's neck.

"I'm gonna miss you while you're gone but I'll be fine and I don't want you to be worrying about me while you're out touring, having the time of your life." You added, combing your fingers through his long curls soothingly.

"I'm always going to worry and miss you wherever I am. You have no clue how much I really love you..." He said before he leaned down to press his lips against yours, savoring every last second you two had together.

(Slight green day reference there)
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ZAYN:

"Baaabe," Zayn whined, following you up the stairs toward your apartment, catching the door with his foot before you could slam it in his face.

"I'm sorry that I made you mad but this is no way to deal with the problem." He huffed as he plopped down next to you on your couch, completely ignoring the fact that you didn't want him to sit next you.

"Until you speak up and tell me exactly what's wrong here, I won't leave." You glared at him, though he didn't seem to notice it.

"Zayn," You said, finally breaking your silence, "I shouldn't have to tell you what you did wrong. You hit that man for no reason and now you're acting like it's no big deal."

"That man slipped something into your fucking drink earlier. He deserved it!! What if you had drank it and had a terrible reaction from it? Huh?" He went straight into shouting although you knew the anger he was feeling wasn't completely being directed towards you.

Shivers ran down your spine as your anger towards him changed into gratitude.

"I don't expect you to apologize for snapping at me and ignoring me but I do wish that you'd stop jumping to conclusions all the time. No matter what I'm doing, I always have what's best for you in mind and I wish you'd realize that..." His tone was now softer as he took your face in his hands, looking deep into your eyes, searching for some form of a reaction from you.
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NIALL:

Over all, You'd had an awful day.

First, it started with you waking up late since your phone's alarm didn't go off and you were forced to get ready for your day within 5 minutes before you practically ran to school trying not to be late.

Then, your teachers decided to call out every little mistake of yours that you made. It wasn't until lunch time that you had had enough. You left class early and walked outside to the school grounds and called Niall in hopes that he would answer and try to calm you down.

"Hello?" He answered, lifting one small weight from your chest.

"Hey, Ni..." You mumbled, hoping that he would be the one to initiate a conversation even though you were the person who called him.

"Is everything okay?" Niall said, his voice filled with worry at your obvious lack of emotion.

By this time, Niall broke away from the other boys, not wanting to be distracted or interrupted before he could finish speaking with you.

"Yeah, I guess so-It's just drama and annoying shit like that..."

"Well, tell me about your day babe. Maybe I can help out a bit?" He half asked, trying to coax you into giving into him.

"I was hoping maybe you could calm me down some because I really need it right now..."

"Well," He paused, searching through his mind for a solution to your problem.

"What if later we have a skype date and you can tell me everything?" You giggled and nodded, replying with a,

"That'd be perfect, Ni", when you realized that he couldn't see your nod.
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LOUIS:

"What is it, baby?" Louis asked, his body hovering over yours, hands trailing down your naked body.

Your voice was muffled a bit since you felt a bit shy about telling Louis exactly what you wanted him to do to you.

"Tell me what you want or I won't give it to you..." You sighed, knowing that this was all a part of his game and that he wouldn't do anything until you answered him.

"I-I want your fingers-need them." Your hips bucked up into his touch, desperate for any sort of relief.

Louis smirked as his fingers moved down to your slit, teasing your clit as he watched you writhe beneath his touch.

"Like this, baby?" He asked seductively, rubbing into your most sensitive areas.

You nodded your head, feeling a blush spread on your cheeks because of his intense stare.

"C'mon, y/n. Keep talking. You need to tell me what it is that you want or you know I won't give it to you..." He said again, making you sigh as you attempted to rock yourself back and forth on his fingers.
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LIAM:

It was almost 1 am on the first night since Liam had returned from tour and he was passed out beside you, you'd just gotten home from the rather lengthy drive home from the airport and his snores were the only sound in the entire house. Normally, you would have happily fallen asleep in the comfort of his arms but, for some reason, you couldn't fall asleep, no matter how hard you tried. You continued tossing and turning over in bed, trying to get comfortable when you felt an arm, Liam's, wrap tightly around your waist to still your movement.

"Baby," Liam mumbled, his voice unusually deep since he had just awoken.

"Tell me what's wrong." He sighed, his arm around your waist pulling you to snuggle into his chest.

"Nothing's wrong." You attempted to assure him, not wanted to ruin his first night of actual sleep in months.

"Liar. Y/n C'mon, you know I can't fix anything if you don't just tell me what's wrong." He lazily mumbled, nuzzling into your neck.

"I just-I'm not used to you being back and I guess I'm scared that, if I close my eyes for too long, it'll be time for me or you to leave again." You honestly answered, your voice slightly stopping early at the end as you attempted to fight back forming tears.

"It'll be awhile before I leave again, we've got six weeks actually, I promise, go to sleep, I'll be here when you wake."

His sleepy words were actually incredibly comforting and minutes later you were drifting off to sleep.
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Guess what guys.. Even though I'm a terrible author and rarely update anymore it seems, I still love you all and I think you're all pretty bang chicks if I must say so myself.