Liam:
"Why don’t we go to a game?" You asked Liam as he lounged on your shared couch watching the basketball game. He looked at you strangely before adjusting himself through his grey sweats. "Well I was just thinking that it would be nice to get out of the house and you know, actually see the game up close."
"I thought you hated sports?" He asked looking back to the TV before he missed another well executed shot.
"Not all sports, but if it was with you, I’d gladly go see a game." You shrugged and continued to eat the popcorn in the bowl on your lap.
Liam took hold of the remote and paused the game. He sat up a bit. “Y/N.” He said taking the bowl from your lap and reaching for your arm. “You don’t have to start wanting to go to games with me.”
You looked at Liam and smiled. “I know. But I want to. I know how much you love a live game, and seeing you over joyed at a great play or pissed because the bucket missed makes me happy.” He smiled and pulled you close to his awkwardly sitting form.
"You’re incredible." He laughed gripping the back of your head and pulling you into a deep kiss. It was warm and safe, the feeling you got from being in his embrace. You pulled away and took the remote from his grasp. "Hey!" He chuckled.
"Just lay back down, Liam." You said Pressing the play button, bringing the television screen back to life. Laying back down, Liam watched as you too laid down, sprawling across his body, head on his chest. He smiled and kissed the top of your head. Not wanting to be anywhere else but here.
Louis:
You knew what he would do as soon as he left the pitch. He’d beat himself up over missing the goal that would have broken the tie. Louis was great at putting on a brave face when it came to the public eye, but as soon as he was in the safety of his private life, there was nothing that could stop him from blowing things out of proportions. So as soon as the spectators cleared from the stands and you knew he had cooled down, you made your way to the locker room. Waiting patiently outside of the door while a few of the players exited the large room, you prepared yourself for that state your other half would be in. Peeking your head into the open door, you could see him just sitting on a bench, his head in his hands. Taking a breath, you made your way into the locker room, placing your hand flat against his sweaty back. “It was a good game Lou.” He shook his head not saying a word. “You know it was. And regardless of if you’d had made the goal, they would have just tied it up again.”
Standing quickly, Louis shoved his hands into his hair and let out a loud curse. “You don’t know that for sure! We could have won. I could have got the winning goal..” He looked back at you his hands on his hips. “I could have..” His head lowered and his gaze went to his cleats.
Knowing what was to follow, you rushed over to him and stood in front of the sweaty footballer. “It’s okay Lou. Baby look at me.” You whispered grabbing his face in your hands. “You can imagine and think of all the what if’s and should haves, but it won’t change what happened.” Louis groaned, closing his eyes. “There’ll be more chances, and better outcomes.” You said kissing his lips multiple times. “You did the best you could and that’s all that matters. No one blames you. I don’t think any less of you.” You smiled when he finally opened his eyes to look at you, tears filling his blue eyes. Pushing his sweaty fringe out of his face, you ran your thumbs across his cheeks, catching any fallen tears. “I’ll always be your number one fan.” Lifting his arms from his sides, Louis wrapped them around your waist, burying his face in your neck. You hugged the trembling male close and began to rub his back, holding him while he sobbed.
Harry:
You balanced on the balls of your feet, arms wrapped around the tall boys neck. His kisses were softer than anything you had ever felt. Though he wasn’t as feisty as people tended to think he was, the gentleness of his kisses was more satisfying then a cool glass of water on an incredibly hot day. Harry pulled away, his usual lop sided smile across his lips. You opened your eyes and looked around the two of you, having completely forgotten where you were and what you had previously been doing.
