1D + 5SOS preferences

He's your brothers best friend... (1D)

Niall: You and Niall were definitely a touchy-feely couple. Whenever you were around each other, you both needed some type of hold on each other. It wasn't that you were a sex addict or that Niall was. Both of you just wanted to touch and kiss and just be near each other. At home, in public, there was no exception. So when Niall was over to hang out with your brother it ended up being time with you. You had walked out of your room for a cupcake only to see Niall and immediately you needed to get close to him. You sat yourself on his lap and began making out with him. Even though he was playing Fifa, he dropped the controller to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer. "We were playing a game!" Y/B/N whined childishly. Niall took his mouth off yours so your lips moved to his neck. "Sorry, mate. I just," Niall moaned loudly when you "accidentally" brought your lips against the area behind his earlobe, "she's just," you nibbled on his earlobe before pressing kisses down his neck, "we're both very hot." You began giggling at how Niall never made sense no matter how he tried. "What's with you?" Niall asked once your lips were fully removed from his neck. "You're so stupid." You giggled before he pressed his lips to yours hard. Hair pulling and moaning began immediately. The kisses got intense quickly and you two were making out on the couch, Niall on top of you. "I'm still here!" Your brother yelled at the two of you. You flipped him off so you wouldn't have to take your lips from Niall's. "Can we make a deal?" The both of you ignored Y/B/N. "If I beat both of you at Fifa then I get my bro time but if I lose twice then you two can do whatever." Niall took his lips from yours and looked at his best friend. "Deal." He sat up, adjusted himself, and then picked up the controller. "This is so goddamn dumb." You muttered resting your head in your hands. Five minutes into the game and it was getting incredibly intense for Niall and Y/B/N while you were just bored out of your mind. "This is boring. I'm going to Y/BF/N's house." You announced. "See you tomorrow, princess!" Niall called not even asking you to stay. Your brother turned to give you a look that told you this had been his plan all along. "You suck, Y/B/N."

Harry: Your eyes followed (Y/B/N) as he walked out of the door. "I'll be back in a few, have to go get some food," He called, slamming the door behind him. You whipped your head around and pounced on Harry, hungrily connecting your lips to his. He groaned, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. "He just doesn't stop talking," You murmured breathlessly as Harry trailed kisses down your neck. "Mmmm," He hummed, silently agreeing with you, but not wanting to make much noise. You sighed and pulled his face back up to your lips once more. You heard the door creek open and you gasped, hastily pushing yourself off of Harry's lap and onto the opposite side of the couch. "I just left the keys," Your brother said, chuckling to himself. "Damn, bro, what happened to your hair?" He asked. You slowly turned to face Harry, your eyes wide as you took in his disheveled curls. Harry bent his head down, shaking his hair and pushing it out of his eyes. "Must be the.. erm- humidity, yeah the humidity," Harry stammered, his cheeks flushing. You closed your eyes, hoping that your brother wouldn't catch on. "We live in England, Harry," Your brother pointed out. "You made out with my sister?!" Your brother exclaimed after a moments silence, his brain finally piecing the evidence together. Harry awkwardly cleared his throat, shooting you a pleading look. "Uhhh," You started to say but your brother was already in front of Harry, his eyes ablaze. "What the fuck?!" Harry shot me a look and stood up, his hands raised. "Look mate I'm really sor-" "You're really SORRY?! That's my little sister!" He yelled, his face getting red. "(Y/B/N)..." Your brother pointed a finger at you, shutting you up. "Don't talk to me," He said sternly. "Now you listen here, mate," Your brother said, getting in Harry's face, spittle bubbling on his lip. He raised his hand and you gasped, your hand covering your mouth. Your brother brought his hand down and clapped Harry on the back. "Protection, mate, protection. I can go get you some when I'm out. Probably good thing too, I'm getting low," He muttered, turning around, his voice dropping back to normal. "Wh-What?" Harry stammered, his eyes wide, following your brother's retreating back. "Don't hurt her Harry. Or I'll hurt you!" Your brother called, grabbing his keys from the counter and walking straight out the door. You turned to Harry your eyes wide. Harry bit his lip and shrugged, before walking over to you and crashing his lips to yours once again.