One direction imagines and prefrences

He wants to take care of you

Louis: "Louis." You groaned and coughed afterwards. You felt terrible right when you woke up, and it didn't help that Louis was stealing all the blankets. "Mmmhhhmm. What?" He responded sleepily. "I'm cold." You said. "Hmm. Oh, sorry, love. Here." He opened one eye lazily then gave you some of the blankets. You grabbed them then wrapped your body in them. You felt Louis's side shifted and opened your eyes to see him peering at you. "(Y/N), you look really pale." He stated then put his hand on your forehead. "You're burning up!! How long have you been feeling like this." He continued. "Just now." You answered then snuggled deeper in to the blankets. "I'll get you some soup and medicine. Don't leave that bed!" Louis dashed off to the kitchen. You felt your eyelids getting heavier with each second passing then drifted off to sleep. You woke up to see your favorite flowers, medicine, and a note on your bedside table. You smiled at thought of how sweet and caring your boyfriend can be and took the note. Inside the note was written, "Hey, (y/n), if you're reading this then that means you've finally woken up obviously. I feel bad that you got sick so I hope those flowers will cheer you up. Also, call me when you wake up. I found out that right after I got the flowers that we ran out of cough drops and those soft tissues that you like so I went back. But I'll be home before you know it!" Love, Louis. After a few minutes, Louis came in with the cough drops and tissues like he said he would get. He took care of you for the rest of the day until you got better.

Zayn: "Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!" You sneezed. You were having a sneezing fit for almost the entire day, and it was seriously getting on your nerves. You had to constantly blow your nose and had tissues everywhere. The worse part of this is that you had a date with Zayn soon, and your phone is nowhere to be found! "Some sneezes are nor..ACHOO! Oh great. I feel so gross." Your voice sounded really nasally as you reached out for more tissues. *knock knock* "OH NO!! I can't let him see me like this..ACHOO! But I gotta tell him I'm si..ACHOO!!" You got up much to your disappointment and answered the door. "Hey, (y/n), I got you some ros... Are you ok?" Zayn took in your appearance while holding the roses. You were unable to answer because you started to sneeze again. "Oh, come on lets go inside. You're probably cold." Zayn grabbed your shoulders and guided you back into your bedroom. "I'm sorry, Zayn..ACHOO!!! I know how you went out of your way to get those dinner reservations." You said. "It's fine, (y/n), everybody gets sick, and I can always get reservations to that restaurant another time. I'll stay here to take care of you instead." "Zayn, no, you'll get sick too." You mustered out but just ended up sneezing again. "Well, it'll be worth it. Now rest in bed, and I'll get you some more tissues." You did as Zayn said and waited for him to come back. "Here you go." He gave you the box of tissues which you happily accept. For the rest of the night, Zayn stayed by your side and took care of you.

Liam: *ring ring ring* Your phone kept ringing but you didn't have enough strength to reach it. You hadn't been able to eat, you kept coughing, and your nose was stuffed up. It was possibly one of the worst sickness you've ever had. Last night you played truth or dare with the boys, and you being afraid to pick truth because they might ask that typical truth question, picked dare. Harry dared you to go swimming in his pool fully clothed and not to change but wait for your clothes to dry on you. Liam, your best friend out of the group, seemed concerned about that, but he gets worried about a lot of other stuff too. *ring ring ring* "Gah! Fine." You finally gave in and extended your arm to get the phone. "Hello." You answered groggily. "(Y/N), are you ok? You haven't been answering any of my calls.?" He replied sounding sad and worried. "I'm sick, Li." You said then coughed. "I'll be right over." "No, wait Liam." You tried to stop him, but he hanged up. *30 minutes later* "(Y/N), I'm here! And I brought movies and medicine." Liam came into your bedroom and gave you the medicine. "Thanks, Liam, but what are the movies for?" You questioned. "For you of course. I got Pitch Perfect, The Notebook, A Walk to Remember, and Titanic. Which one do you want to watch first." He said. You smiled at how sweet Liam is and admire him even more for that. "The Notebook but, Liam, you don't have to stay here." "I know, but I want to so make room for me on the bed and lets watch The Notebook." You did as he said and for the rest of the night, you cuddled and eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.

Niall: "Hey, (y/n)! The girls and I are going shopping. Do you want to come?" Danielle had called you, and as much as you love shopping, you weren't feeling well enough. "No, not today. I feel awful." You responded. "Oh, do you want me to get Niall for you." She asked. "No, he's at work I don't want to bother him." You replied. "But don't you remember the last time you got sick and didn't tell him? He seemed pretty upset." She said. "I can take care of myself, Danielle. Just have fun without me." You said then hanged up trying to get some sleep. Twenty minutes have passed, and you still weren't tired. Then all of a sudden, you started to get really bad headaches. You groaned in agony and got up from the bed to get some medicine. Bad idea. You couldn't focus where you were going and tripped. "Aaahhh!" You screamed and hit your head. "Ugh! Why!" You yelled. The headaches were getting worse, and you just lay there waiting for them to go away. "Princess! I'm back!" You heard Niall's voice from downstairs. Hearing his stepping on the stairs, you tried once again to get up. You finally did, but you soon lost your balance and almost fell again, but Niall caught you before that happened. "Danielle told me you were sick." He whispered in to your ear to which you sighed. "I know you're an independent girl, but please let me take care of you when you need it." He continued, and you nodded since the headaches were too much to handle. He gave you a smile; since, you finally allowed him to help you for once. Niall carried you back to bed and took care of you for the rest of that day.

Harry: Today, you felt very sick. You were lying down in bed trying to feel the warmth in your blankets. You coughed so much that you lost your voice. When you started to get bored, you remembered that your boyfriend and the guys have an interview soon. You quickly turned the channel on and smiled at the sight of Harry. "Let's do something different. How about we get the guys to call their girlfriends." The interviewer spoke. Oh no. You saw Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Harry pull out their phones. The ringtone on your phone went off. If you picked it up, then Harry will know you're sick. But if you don't, then he will get worried. "What do I do?" You asked yourself, but it was a little too late when you saw that you had a missed call notification. You turned your attention to the tv to see Louis, Liam, and Zayn were able to get a hold of their girlfriends, and a look of confusion crossed Harry's face. "She always answers her phone." You heard him say. "Well, I guess that's just too bad." The interviewer said. He was quite rude, and the boys sensed it. "Well, if you'll excuse me." Harry got up then made his way towards the exit. "Hey! Where are you going. I'm not done interviewing you!" The interviewer shouted. Then the rest of the guys followed after Harry. "Why did he just left like that?" You thought to yourself. Ten minutes later, you heard the front door open. "(Y/N)! Where are you? Are you okay?" You heard Harry's voice but couldn't answer. He burst through your shared bedroom then exclaimed, "Why didn't you answer my call? I got so worried." He then took notice of your medicine near you. "Were you sick all day? I wish you would have told me." Harry never left your side and ignored all the calls he got from his manager.