One direction Imagines/prefrences

Sitting on his lap (Tumblr.)

Niall :  You awkwardly stand in the middle of the room looking for a spot to sit before feeling two strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you into his lap. You weren't surprised that your boyfriend, Niall, pulled you in his lap instead of offering you his seat though you continued laughing along with the rest of the boys. You lean your back against his chest and recline in his lap as you feel his arms wrap tightly around your waist. You rest your head on his shoulder and listen to the conversation when you hear the boys laughing. You look at Niall and find him smirking at you before raising an eyebrow your direction. Under your body you can feel him wiggle his hips and you blush. "Niall behave," You said slapping his arm and prepare for the oncoming sexual jokes headed your direction from his friends.

Zayn : It had been a long and stressful day for you at work, so you were thankful to come home and were ready to pass out on your warm comfy bed. Your boyfriend, Zayn, however, was hoping to have a fun evening out. "Come on, (Y/N)! I've got a great night planned for us!" Obviously excited, Zayn was motioning you to change into the cute outfit he picked out for you. You sighed, "I don't feel like it right now, I'm sorry. I just need a nap," speaking as you walked to your room. He followed you, watching you drop your bags on the floor and slump over to the dresser to take off your earrings and let your hair down. You turned around to see Zayn sitting down on the bed with his head tilted like a curious puppy. "What's wrong, love? Long day?" He asked ever so sympathetically. "Yeah," you spoke with crack in your voice. Zayn opened his arms out to you and you walked towards him. With your hands around his neck, you felt his arms wrap around your waist and it comforted you. He tugged at your sides a bit to get you closer to him, so you positioned yourself on his lap and buried your head in his chest. One of his big hands were caressing your leg, and the other was moving the hair out of your face. He gently kissed your forehead and asked, "how about we cuddle up and watch movies tonight?" You lifted your head up to show him your small smile in agreement. Zayn always knew how to brighten your bad days up, you were quite the lucky one.

Harry : When you get home from work, he's still in bed. "Harry, what are you doing? Get up! We're supposed to be at Niall's in twenty minutes," you shout, walking into your bedroom. You hear slight groans coming from underneath the comforter. "Do I have to," he whines. Whoa, something was definitely wrong if he didn't want to go hang out with the boys. You walk over to his side of the bed and pull the blanket off of him, and he flinches away from the light. "What's wrong baby," you ask. He rolls over and mumbles something incomprehensible into the pillow. "Baby, talk to me please," you plead, worried about him. He sits up and faces you, and you stand yourself in between his legs. "I just want to stay here with you," he pulls you into his lap. "It doesn't seem like we ever get time for just us anymore." He buries his face into your hair. "I get to see the boys all the time, but I never get to be with just you and I really..." he trails off. "What baby," you ask. He doesn't answer. You can feel him nestling his head in the crook of your neck with your hair sprawled all over his face. "Harry," you giggle. "Hm," he grunts without moving. "What are you doing," you ask. "You smell good," he says. You feel his lips pull into a smile, as they press against your neck.

Louis : There were plenty of seats open around the room, but so long as your favorite seat was open, which it usually was, you would be taking it. You sat perched upon Louis' lap feeling his fingers crawl up and down your back making small goose bumps skirt across your skin. Since his hands were behind you, you covered your smile with your hand trying to not give on to the rest of the people that he was running his fingers along your spine. Feeling his finger lightly poke into your spine you jumped a bit causing Liam to stop talking mid sentence and look your direction. "Stop it," You muttered behind your hand to Louis as you could practically feel his smirk radiating towards you without having to look. Liam had started to talk again as you feel Louis continue to poke at your side as you squirmed in his lap. "Stop that," You finally said turning around as well as you could and drawing full attention to the two of you though you had been interested in Liam's story. "No," Louis says openly poking at your side now and laughing at the way you squirmed. Thrashing about for a minute you shrieked as you felt yourself falling to the ground. Sitting on the ground you looked up at Louis with your mouth hanging over. "You pushed me on the ground," You said slapping his leg playfully. "Yup," Louis said grinning and leaning down pressing a kiss to your lips in attempts to win over your forgiveness.

Liam : You were hanging out at your boyfriend Liam's house when the boys came to pick him up on their way to the studio. When they saw that you were there with him, they invited you along, and you of course agreed. However, when the boys were piling into the car, you were the first to spot the problem. There weren't enough seats. "Ehem, guys..." you say, trying to get their attention as they're all scrambling into the car, not even thinking about it. Niall is the first of the boys to notice your dilemma. "Oh," he says, with a serious look on his face. "What's wrong," Zayn asks. "There aren't enough seats for us all," Niall points out, and all of the boys turn to look at you, you being the only one not sitting in the car. "Well, I guess you're going to have to sit on someone's lap," Louis says, solving the problem. Harry winks at you. "You can sit on mine if you like," he says, patting his leg. "Uh, orrrrr, how about NOT," Liam says. "She'll sit in my lap." You laugh and shrug. "The man has spoken." You climb into the car, sitting on his lap, ducking your head at the low ceiling. Liam rests his head on your shoulder, and his hands on your thighs. "You're mine," he whispers, "and don't you ever forget it. I love you." "I love you too," you whisper back, and kiss him on the cheek. The whole way to the studio, Liam reminds exactly why you're in love with him by whispering little things into your ear, making you giggle and blush.

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