Niall: You looked at Niall. “Would you care to repeat that?” Niall’s eyes grew big. “No wait. I didn’t-“
"Didn’t what Niall? Hmm? Didn’t mean to anger me? Do you know what day it is Niall?" Your voice grew louder and sterner with every question.
"Saturday?’ Niall asked innocently.
"Yes. And that means, blood is flowing out of me. Meaning that I’m in the mood for cuddles and movies and warm bottles and ice cream and chocolate. Not for you know- RUDE REMARKS ABOUT ME UNDER MY BOYFRIENDS BREATH!" You shouted at Niall, causing him to flinch.
He looked frightened and whispered so quietly that you barely heard him, “I’m sorry.”
"You’re forgiven. Now order pizza, and-"
"And watch Lion King and cuddle up with you." He answered confidently knowing that he’ll get lots of kisses after finishing your sentence with a correct phrase. you smirked and walked towards him, kissing him on the cheek. "Attaboy."
Liam: "Okay, so I bought these sort of pads." He dumped the Asda bag on the bed as you laid there curled up holding your stomach. You held your arm out giving Liam the hint to give me the pads. You looked at them and released your breath, finally at peace that he got the correct ones.
"It’s the right ones hon." You got up and walked over to the bathroom with your back hunched.
“Oh thank God. Are you sure you don’t want anything else?” Liam shouted.
"Just your massages. Lots and lots of them." You shouted back as You finally finished placing the pad on and flushed the toilet. Liam walked in, wearing just his sweatpants that hung low.
"I meant food wise," he looked at me whilst you washed your hands and leaned towards the door.
"Everything. Just food. Lots and lots of food." You murmured as you dried your hand. After you finished, Liam grabbed your elbow and dragged me towards him. You leaned your head towards his chest, hearing his heart beat strongly. "Can I have kisses too?" You asked.
He kissed the top of your forehead. “Of course. Lots and lots of kisses.”
Louis: "Ahh baby. I’m sorry, I don’t know what you want me to do." Louis replied absentmindedly and carried on watching TV.
"Could you at least massage me?" You asked in a baby voice. Louis chuckled and nodded. "Of course sweetie. Just tell me where abouts." You grabbed Louis’ hand and put it near your stomach, making Louis massage softly.
"Is that okay?" Louis asked. You nodded weakly feeling yourself go to sleep. Louis started humming under his breath. "Louis, sweetie." You whispered gently.
"Yeah babe." Louis looked at you and you looked back. Instead of answering with your voice, you moved your forefinger up your lips telling him to be quiet. "Let’s just sleep. Sleep is good."
He nodded trying hard to not laugh, “How about I sing us to sleep? Or put in our mixtape?”
"You sing, I like it live."You replied, kissing his neck.
Harry: "IT’S DATE NIGHT!" Harry exclaimed bursting in the room while you put on make-up. Usually you would be excited but you didn’t feel too happy. "Uh-huh. Sure is," you murmured.
"Wow Y/N hold in that excitement." Harry said sarcastically. You felt angry after he said that but said nothing. "Love, are you okay?" Harry asked walking behind you and snaked his arms around you.
"Uh-huh, why?" You asked. He shook his head, "Nothing, let’s go. We got reservations at 8 and it’s 7:50." You turned around and kissed him on the cheek before heading out of the door.
After you reached the restaurant and sat down, your body started to ache. “Sorry, I’ll be back.” You told Harry, standing up to go to the toilet. As you stood up and walked away from Harry, you felt your arms being dragged back. “Harry, I’m not in the mood.” You told him sternly, as he made you sit down and handed you his jacket. “I’m not cold?”
"It’s time." Harry raised his eyebrows at you. You looked at him for a few moments then realised. "Wear this around you. Have you got spare-?"You nodded,"okay, go sort some stuff out and come back. Okay?" You nodded and walked to the toilet, before Harry grabbed you again and kissed you on the cheek.
Zayn: Your period started and unlike other girls, you weren’t moody or weren’t feeling well, you were just extremely sleepy. You were recently dating Zayn, so when he came round and asked to go to the beach, you said no. “I’m sorry, I’m just really sleepy.” You mumbled with your eyes shut.
"You said the same thing, when I asked you to go cinemas." Zayn replied, sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking your leg, "What’s the matter babe? I’m really worried about you."
You started to laugh quietly, earning a confused glance from Zayn. “Babe. Honey. Sweetie. It’s the thing where it’s a woman thing and time and month and-“
Zayn’s mouth dropped and he nodded slowly. “Ohhhh. Right. Well. Erm, I’ll leave you to it then.” Zayn got up and left. You were completely shocked with Zayn’s attitude, but didn’t have the energy to confront him about it, since you laid back down and shut your eyes, letting yourself go to sleep.
You woke up 2 hours later and walked to the bathroom. In the next room, you saw all your dirty laundry clean and hung up so that they won’t get wrinkled. Suddenly, you felt hands wrapping around your waist and a chaste kiss on your neck.
"I thought that I should do some things since you were sleepy babe." Zayn whispered in your ear.
"I appreciate it. A lot." You whispered back.
"Anything for my baby."
