One direction imagines and prefrences

You make him sleep on the couch

Liam: "That's it!" you exclaimed throwing your hands up in frustration, tired of all the arguing. "You're sleeping on the couch tonight." "You can't be serious." Liam groaned, following you as you made your way to the bed room. "I'm dead serious Liam, you're on the couch tonight, we'll discuss this in the morning." you spoke confidently, refusing to waver on the subject. "Aww c'mon (Y/N)," Liam whined. "Don't do this Babe, you don't really want me sleeping on the couch." "Wanna bet?" You quickly walked down the hall to the bedroom, slamming the door behind you. Reluctantly, Liam made his way back down the stairs and situated himself on the couch. A few hours later Liam quietly snuck into your shared bedroom and slipped into the bed beside you as you slept, unable to fall asleep without you near him.

Louis: "Go away Louis I'm trying to sleep." You spoke firmly, rolling over so that your back was to him as he walked into the room. "So am I." he replied gently, sliding under the covers behind you. "Then go back to the couch." you huffed. "I would but our couch is awfully uncomfortable for prolonged periods of time." "Then sleep on the floor." You retorted. "I'm sorry alright?" Louis sighed. "I was an ass earlier and I deserve to sleep out in the living room tonight, but I don't want to fall asleep with you still angry with me. I'm really, really, sorry and I love you, and would like to sleep beside you in our bed instead of out in the living room." Sighing, you rolled over to face him, your resolve to stay angry fading away. "'M sorry too, I shouldn't have made you sleep on the couch, it was rather mean of me." "Don't worry about it," Louis stated opening his arms, inviting you to cuddle up to his chest.

Zayn: Your feet made a soft pattering noise as you swiftly made your way across the cool tile floors to the living room. "Zayn?" You gently shook his shoulder, waking him. "Mmm, (Y/N)?" he groaned, his accent was heavy and his voice was thick with sleep. "I, uh, I couldn't sleep." you hesitantly admitted. "I was lonely." "C'mere then," Zayn sleepily spoke, lifting the blanket and scooting over so you could lay with him on the couch. "You can suffer with me." he joked. Quickly you laid down beside him, pulling the blanket comfortably over the two of you while Zayn wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his warm embrace. "Sorry for making you sleep out here." you mumbled after a moment. "S'alright, just go to sleep." Zayn replied, his warm breath hitting the back of your neck.

Niall: Leaning over towards the bedside table you reached for your cell phone, quickly dialing Niall's number once it was in your hand. It rang a few times before Niall answered, his voice heavy and deep. "(Y/N)?" he groggily forced out. "Are you sleeping alright?" you questioned hesitantly. "Nope," he answered, a bit more awake than before. "Honestly, the couch is killing my back." "Oh," you bit your lip momentarily. "Well, I wanted to say I'm sorry for making you sleep out in the living room and, uh, was wondering if you'd like to come upstairs and come back to bed?" You heard a slight shuffling noise before he replied with a simple, "I'll be there in a second." before hanging up. Moments latter Niall walked into your shared room and crawled under the covers. "I'm sorry," you muttered as you cuddled up to his side. His only response was a firm reassuring kiss to your forehead.

Harry: You flung back the covers with a huff, your determination to hold onto your anger dissolving as you found it difficult to sleep without Harry laying beside you. Quietly, you made your way towards the living room to find Harry's long form sprawled across the couch. "Harry?" you whispered hesitantly, swallowing your pride. He stirred slightly at the sound of your voice but failed to wake up completely. You shifted the blanket and slowly laid down beside him, careful to not fall onto the floor. "Mph, (Y/N)?" Harry spoke groggily, your movements waking him. "I couldn't sleep, I missed you." you sheepishly admitted. "I shouldn't have made you sleep on the couch like that, I'm sorry." "S'alright," Harry sighed he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to his chest.