Niall:Blue eyes lock on your sleepy face as he stuck one arm in between you and the couch, slowly raising it until it reached your legs, firmly holding them, while using the other arm to support your back. Slowly and carefully, he firstly brings you closer to him; his chest giving you an extra support before he finally picks you up, your head instantly picking up and deeply nuzzling in the soft fabric of his shirt.
Zayn:"C'mere", he quietly whispers; more to himself since you're fast asleep on the couch. He reaches both of his arms; using one he slowly shifts your back in attempt to bring your body close to his chest before he wraps an arm around your upper body and with other he supports your legs, bare feet freely bouncing in the air as he picks you up. He slowly walks paying the most attention to the stairs; climbing them one by one making the noise and movements as quiet and steady as he can.
Louis:"Just sleep", he whispers planting a kiss to the top of your head before his arm encircles around your upper body slowly pulling you through the open door of the black car. Before you manage to fall to the ground, using the other arm, he catches hold on your legs picking you up and slowly carrying you towards the house.
Liam:Strange movements make you open your eyes and realize that you aren't where you think you are; on your previous position on the couch. You are bouncing in the air, two strong arms supporting your body instead. You shake your head, cheek hitting something hard but yet warm and soft - his chest. It takes him a minute until he finally realized that you are awake, his eyes moving from the stairs he's trying to climb and attention fully set on you before he places a kiss to your forehead. "You can sleep now, Beautiful."
Harry:"I'm tired", groan escapes your lips as you reach your arms in your boyfriend's direction. Smirk spreads over his lips revealing perfectly white teeth as he readily took your body in his arms bringing you close to his chest. Slow steps his long legs achieve don't seem to struggle underneath the weight he was carrying. His warmth affects you intoxicating; making your eyelids heavier and body lazier and after what seems like a second, your back hits soft mattress, warm sheet covering your body, but feeling not as warm as his touch against your skin is.
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One Direction Preferences
FanfictionI've read a bunch of these and I love them, soooo here's my go at it. NOT ALL ARE WRITTEN BY ME!
