One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#180. At Home Date

At Home Date…

Louis: “Why is Liam here? Louis asks with a smirk after entering your house. “We’re going to play the game you came up with last year,” you reply. “Yeah, Questions of Payne,” Liam explains. “What, you remembered that?” Louis says, “I was only joking.” “I know, but for some reason the idea grew on me, and I just really wanted to make it happen.” He smiles, “You know you’re awesome right,” he says. You nod and tell him to take the seat across from you at the table. Liam then takes the seat at the side between both of you. “Let me refresh you on the rules. You’re going to ask each other questions that you may or may not choose to answer. You cannot repeat a question.  However, if you do not answer you’re in for a world of Payne, which is a punishment chosen by me,” Liam says with his up-to-no-good smile. You can tell that he loves the pun, and the fact that there’s a possibility he’ll get to choose Louis’s punishment. Louis rolls his eyes and says “Ok, ok we got it, let’s just begin.” Liam picks you to go first, and the game goes on innocently for three rounds. You can tell Liam is getting antsy, but Louis starts the fourth round with, “What is your dirtiest fantasy, and describe all of the gritty details.” You blush almost as much as Liam. “Not in front of Liam,” you say. Louis waits in anticipations only to end up disappointed that Liam just took away your chair for the whole game. Then suddenly you know exactly what to ask him, “Speaking of fantasies, what’s that one you made me play out last night?” You see his eyes narrow and know that he’s seriously considering answering the question until he remembers exactly what it was. “Punishment,” his voice cracks. Liam tells Louis to write a tweet confessing his feeling for you, and Louis complies a little confused and then shows it to him. Liam smiles as he changes your twitter name to @Harry_Styles and posts it quickly. “You can’t edit, delete, or explain,” Liam says. “Wait, so she has to sit on the floor, and I have to deal with the Larry Bullshit again?” Louis shouts. “Harry has already responded, he says I know that’s what you told me last night,” Liam explains. “Really Harry, really what did I say about Larry comments?” Louis asks the computer, “That’s it game over. This isn’t even fair,” Louis says as he leaves the room, but you just laugh because you love to drive him nuts. “What couldn’t handle thePayne,” Liam shouts as you both prepare to fuel the Larry fire.  

Harry: “Just come over please,” Harry pleaded so diligently that you couldn’t negotiate with him anymore. “Ok, you win Harry. I’ll be over soon,” you say. You arrive at his house and knock on the door but no one answers. You start to get a little annoyed. “(Y/N)?,” you here his deep voice yell questionably, “you can come in sweetheart.” You checked the door, it was unlocked. Strange, he never leaves the door unlocked. When you walk in the house there is a note in the back hall on a pair of pajamas. Put these on Love, then follow the path light to your surprise…Harry, is all the note read. You examined the circus print pants as you pulled them over your hips, and then proceeded to quickly pull the tank top over your head feeling uncomfortable changing out in the open of a dark house.  You passed through the doorway to find a trail of clear Christmas lights on the floor that you follow until you reach the living room. You almost start to cry when you finally see the set up he’s created. There is a white and red striped fort in the middle of the room. It looks like a circus tent. He turned out the lights, but he’s taped more clear Christmas lights on the walls. He’s also got daffodils in vases spread around the tent with more clear Christmas lights woven between them. You open the flap to the tent. He was organizing the small circus themed snack table, in a tee shirt and pants that matched your new PJs. You see the small retro colored T.V. he bought just because you like to live in the past. He turned around with a growing smile anxious for your reaction. “Big Fish?” you ask. He nods holding up the DVD case and says, “You’re favorite movie, right?” You nod, and give him a hug because words can’t describe how happy you are. He offered you some cotton candy as you both fall back onto the mound of fluffy pillows. You cuddle with him the entire movie with off and on make out sessions. He holds you the whole time and you can’t help but enjoy his warmth. By the end you are crying because the movie never fails to get to you. When the credits start rolling and he asks you to stay and sleep in the tent with him, you just snuggle your face into his chest and say, “yes please.” He lifts your face and kisses away your tears, as he flips off the movie, “sweet dreams,” he whispers.