One Directon Preferences

He's A Guest On Your Celebrity Talk Show

Harry: "So, today we have one-fifth of One Direction in the studio today," you beam. "Harry Styles!" Applause from the audience roars and he walks out from the side entrance, adjusting his hair and waving to the fans. "So nice to be here," he drawls, leaning over and kissing your cheek before sitting in the bright red chair across from yours. "So, Harry, today I've decided to be a little more 'out there' with my questions," you begin, crossing your legs. "Sounds intriguing," he replies, folding his hands. "If you don't want to answer, you don't have to, we'll just move along, deal?" He nods and you begin. "First question, have you shared a bed with your bandmates before?" He nods automatically. "Oh, of course. Sometimes we all share one giant hotel room and stay up watching chick flicks and eating pop corn," he jokes, evoking laughter from the audience. "I kid, I kid. But yes, we've shared beds." You smile and continue on. "Okay, now here's a fun question. May I feel your biceps?" He laughs and a flirty glint flickers over his eyes. "Cheeky," he tugs his shirt sleeve up and leans closer. "Not much bicep to feel, but who am I to deny such a lovely lady the right to feel my arms?" He flexes his arm and the audience whistles as you feel his biceps. "Very strong," you praise, blushing slightly. "Now, next question." 

Zayn: "And now we've got Zayn Malik from One Direction here with us!" you call out, causing the audience to erupt into applause. "Hello, love," Zayn greets, leaning over and kissing your cheek before sitting down on the sofa. "Hi! So nice to finally meet the famous Zayn," you laugh, crossing your ankles. "All right, let's jump right in with a game!" He smiles and leans back, quickly fixing his hair. "I love a good game," he nods. "Okay, so I'll say a word and you say the first thing that comes to mind, all right?" you begin, smiling as he leans forward and agrees. "Fun." "Touring," he replies, rubbing his chin. "Good listener," you say. "Louis," he smiles, causing the audience to burst into a chorus of 'awws'. "Beautiful," you continue, looking up from your cue cards. "You," he replies, looking over at you with a playful wink you blush and the audience whistles. "They said it was Harry who had the charm, but clearly he's got some competition!" you decide, leaning over and patting his knee before continuing the game. 

Niall: "So, welcome to the show Niall Horan!" you call out, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "So excited t'be here! Buzzing!" he replies, waving to the audience. "As you know, this is no ordinary show!" you beam, causing the audience to cheer. "We like to have some fun with our celebrities!" He laughs and claps his hands together. "All right, I'm up for some fun!" So, the first thing we've got for you to do is a blindfolded taste test, since you're a self-proclaimed food lover!" He claps his hands together and stands up as a table of covered dishes is wheeled in. "Ah! My kind of game!" he declares, causing the audience to cheer. "So, first I'm going to blindfold you," you explain, grabbing a pink blindfold and stepping behind him to tie it over his eyes. "Oooh, kinky," he says softly, making you giggle. "All right, first food! See if you can guess it," you unveil the first dish of blueberries and grab a spoonful of some. He opens his mouth and you carefully feed him some of the fruit. "A pretty talkshow host feeding me food and blindfolding me, this is my new favorite interview ever," he interjects, slowly chewing the fruit. "And it's blueberries, definitely blueberries." 

Liam: "All right, so I'm here with Liam Payne from One Direction," you announce, smiling as he greets you with a hug and the audience cheers. "All right, Liam, today we're going to put you to the test!" He rubs his palms together and smiles. "As long as it's not a spelling test or a maths test I'm in," he jokes, eliciting laughter from the crowd. "Nope! That's no fun! This is somewhat of a strength test, since you're certainly a gym and workout buff," you reply, lightly tapping his biceps. "All right, I'm in," he nods, turning around to where the small 'set' is being wheeled out. "We're going to see how much weight you can bench," you explain, watching as he lies down on the weight bench and your interns load on some twenty pound discs. "I haven't lifted weights in a while but I reckon I'll try," he smiles, easily lifting the forty pounds over his head and back. "Wow! Forty pounds easily lifted, let's add on some more!" you cheer, your interns adding more weights to the sides. 

Louis: "So today we have Louis Tomlinson from One Direction here with us," you clap, greeting him as he kisses your cheek and sits in the chair in front of you. "Nice to be here, love," he replies, waving to the crowd. "Is it okay if we switch it up with this interview? It must be boring to be asked the same questions," you begin with a frown. "Yes, PLEASE!" he replies quickly, his eyes lighting up. "All right then, first question! If you were to be arrested, what do you think it would be for?" He laughs and thoughtfully places his hand under his chin. "Hmm..definitely sneaking into somewhere I shouldn't be! Me and Liam were snooping around a closed off park the other day because we had some downtime during a photoshoot," he admits, folding his hands. "Ah, naughty boys!" you laugh, turning to the next question. "Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?" you ask, causing him to laugh and shrug his shoulders. "Sometimes when I'm back at home--I've got this stuffed lion named Edward that I'm quite find of," he admits, causing the audience to 'aww'." Real men sleep with stuffed animals!" he jokes, flexing his biceps and pulling a face.