One Direction Preferences! (Book 1)✔

#195. You Get Stuck In An Elevator Together

You Get Stuck In An Elevator Together

Harry: You sighed as you opened your phone up for the hundredth time that minute.  Still no reception. You and Harry were stuck in the elevator going up to your shared apartment.  You had been content to have a quiet night in with your boyfriend, when the elevator suddenly stopped, and the lights turned off. Now, the two of you had been sitting in the pitch black elevator for the three hours.  Harry sighed.  "It doesn’t look like we’re going to be found until morning, love." he said, and you groaned.  "What are we going to do?! We have to spend the night in here?!" you exclaimed, and Harry chuckled a little.  "Come here." he said, and you scooted over to him.  He wrapped his arms around you and cuddled with you on the floor.  Although it wasn’t as comfy as your bed, if you had to spend the night in the elevator, at least it was with Harry.

Niall: You giggled as Niall hugged you from behind.  The two of you were standing in the elevator of the hotel on the way up to your room, and you could barely hit the key to your floor without Niall peppering your face with kisses.  Suddenly, the elevator began violently shaking, and you were thrown to the ground.  You screamed, and Niall covered your body with his to protect you from any parts of your surroundings that might crash down on you.  The shaking eventually came to a halt, and you whimpered as Niall slowly pulled himself off of you.  Niall put his hands on your face, staring into your eyes, his own baby blue’s filled with concern.  "Are you alright, princess?" he asked, and you nodded shakily.  "I-I’m fine, but Niall, you… you’re bleeding!" you exclaimed as you noticed the long cut that ran down his arm.  "I’ll be ok… As long as you’re alright, that’s all that matters.  Now we just have to get out of here…”

Liam: The elevator violently shook once more, and you gulped as you could feel the suspensions that held the elevator up growing thinner and thinner.  "I have to do something." Liam said, his brow furrowing.  "I’m going to get us out of here." he said, and you rolled your eyes.  "Unless you secretly are Batman, I don’t think we’re getting out of here."  you said sarcastically.  "That’s not very nice, sweetie." Liam said, and you sighed.  "I’m sorry.  Being in here is just… starting to get to me.” you said, and Liam gave you a hug. "Exactly." he said.  "Which is why I’m going to get us out of here."  He began working on opening up the emergency hatch, and you gasped.  "Liam… you aren’t seriously thinking about…" you trailed off, as you saw that he was extremely serious.  He popped off the hatch, and looked down at you.  "Now I now this is scary, baby, but you just have to trust me.  I promise, I’m not going to let anything happen to you.  I’m going to go up, then pull you up too.”  You nodded your head nervously, and he climbed out as you anxiously watched.  As soon as he was out, you walked over to the hatch, and lifted your arms to meet his outstretched ones.  He pulled you up, and you shuddered as you looked down at the 100 feet or so that separated you and Liam from the hard ground.  Liam quickly got to opening the door on the floor above where the elevator had stopped, and as soon as it was opened, he picked you up and pushed through the door, before pulling himself up too.  Just as he made his way up, you heard the crash of the elevator hitting the ground.  You looked over at Liam, and you couldn’t help the sobs that escaped as he pulled you in a tight hug.

Zayn: You sighed, and pressed the Emergency button on the elevator for the hundredth time, still getting no reply.  You groaned, and sat back down next to Zayn.  A few tears escaped your eyes, and Zayn wrapped his arms around you.  "Hey," he said, "listen baby, it’s going to be ok.  We’re going to be ok.”  You sobbed into his shirt and shook your head.  "No!" you exclaimed.  "No, no we’re not!  We’re going to die in here!  I’ll never get to have my dream job, or get married, or have kids, or travel the world, or own a house, or-”  Zayn cut off your ramble by pressing his lips to yours.  "I promise you, baby.  We are going to be fine.   You’re going to get to do everything you ever wanted.  I swear, we’re getting out of here.”  he said, and you buried your face deeper into his chest.  "Worst case scenario," he started,  "we’ll have to spend the night in here.  By tomorrow morning, someone on their way to work will notice the elevator isn’t working, and they’ll call someone to come fix it.  And that’s the worst case scenario.”  "Promise?" you whispered.  He smiled and kissed the top of you head.  "Cross my heart."

Louis: "I’m bored!" you said for the millionth time that minute, and you kicked Louis’ leg.  He groaned.  "I know you are, love, but the repairman isn’t going to be here for another hour or so, so you’ll just have to hang in until then.  "But boobear! I can’t wait that long!"  Louis rolled his eyes.  "Fine.  Will you stop complaining if I… sing a song?”  "Yes!" you exclaim, and clap your hands.  "Ok…" Louis contemplated what song to sing for a second, before smiling.  "Well, I’m in the mood for a classic…" he said, and began singing What Makes You Beautiful, but he changed all the lyrics so that the song was basically about a boy who keeps falling over.  You began beat boxing pretty badly, and by the end of the song, you and Louis are in stitches.

A/N: This is the reason I Truly hate elevator....