One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#128. Moving In With Him

Moving In With Him

Niall: You pushed the couch just a little further back from the TV then stepped back to admire the work you and Niall had done. He had asked you to move in with him and even promised to let you redecorate the place a little bit. You didn't want to go overboard so you thought a little change in the living room would be enough. "Princess!" you heard your boyfriend call out. "Yeah babe?" you walked to the kitchen, Niall looking into the fridge. "We have to go grocery shopping. Now that you're living with me I have to cook for two," he winked at you making you laugh. "Since when do you cook?" you questioned as you looked around the kitchen. You've been in it so many times, but it felt different now. It felt permanent, and you liked it. You snapped out of your daze when Niall wrapped his arms around your waist. "I'll cook if you want me to," he smiled at you, tightening his hold on you. "Well I guess we need to go get food then. You did earn it for doing a pretty good job redecorating the living room," you complimented, making him smile proudly. "Thanks babe," he leaned down to give you a quick kiss. "Now let's go get food."

Louis: "I heard it was good luck to have sex in every room in a new place." You choked the water you were drinking when Louis decided to tell you this. You coughed multiple times, Louis laughing at your reaction. "You're so weird Lou!" you threw the blue tape at him (which he caught easily), but laughed nonetheless. "I'm kidding babe," he smiled at you and started to tape the side of the door. He had surprised you with a new house, nothing too big but it was still nice. The only problem with it was the dull color of paint on the wall. Instead of hiring other people to do it you two decided to get the job done yourselves. You set your water bottle down and started to paint, Louis right next to you. Halfway through he had given up, plopping on the covered couch. "I'm tired babe," he whined playfully at you. You laughed and got some more of the wall done before joining him on the couch. He put his arm around you, bring you closer to him. "I was about to say that it was getting late, but then I remembered that we get to spend every night together now," he grinned at you, genuinely happy that you two were now sharing a house. "I like the sound of that," you said before kissing him.

Liam: You sat on a spare chair Liam had pulled out for you, watching him unpack things and push furniture where you wanted it. He was doing all the work for you and you hated it. The moment he saw you struggling with a heavy box he insisted that he would do all the work and you should just instruct him where to place things. No matter how much you insisted you could help he shot your offer down. "Babe really, I'm not that weak," you said, trying to persuade him into giving in. He gave you a smile as he set a box down, opening it and taking the contents out, "It's not that love. I just want to do all the work for you just this once. Think of it as a thank you for saying yes to moving in with me." You shook your head and smiled, getting up and walking over to him to give him a quick kiss on the lips. "Well thanks babe but I really want to help you move our stuff in." He reluctantly agreed but made sure that you didn't have to lift anything that you would struggle with. After half an hour you and Liam stepped back to admire the work you two had done.

Zayn: Zayn asking you to move in with him was a spontaneous decision he made during dinner one night and he didn't regret it one bit. The only thing he would have changed was buying the flat before he asked you. He wanted you to movie in right away so the next day was spent looking for the perfect place. Unfortunately there were always problems with the places you two were looking at and the realtor couldn't really less. "I say after this we head over to Liam and Dani's and call it a day," you said with a yawn as Zayn held your hand lightly in his, pulling you along with him to the next flat. "Sure babe," he said, looking tired as well. The realtor opened the door, walking in and turning the lights on. Reluctantly, you and Zayn followed him, not expecting to see anything spectacular. But you were both shocked when you saw the rest of the flat; everything seemed to scream perfect at you two. With a smile on your face you made your way back to Zayn after checking out the other rooms. He noticed the excitement in your grin, making him smile too. He pulled you into his arms, kissing your forehead before mumbling against it, "I guess we found ourselves a place to live."

Harry: "Awww, look at little (Y/N)," Harry cooed, holding up a framed baby picture of you. You laughed and grabbed it from him, slightly embarrassed. "We have to hang that one up babe," he said, smiling at you. You couldn't help but smile back; you found it adorable at how excited Harry was that you were finally moving in with him. "Whatever you say Haz," you kissed his cheek before moving on the next set of your belongings you had to pack. "Hey (Y/N)?" You looked up from the box you were getting open, giving Harry your attention. "You're sure you want to move in with me right?" he asked, nervous. You tilted your head to the side in genuine confusion, "Why wouldn't I?" He shrugged, scratching the back of his neck. "Won't you miss your own flat?" You gave him a reassuring smile and started to walk towards him. "If this is your way of telling me you don't want me to move in with you-" he cut you off by shaking his head immediately and pulling you into his chest. "You're crazy if you think that," he breathed, kissing you gently. You laughed as he pulled away, "Same goes for you Styles." He smirked and reached into his pocket, pulling out a key. "Let's get the rest of your things packed we can go to our flat," he said, jingling the keys.

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