Harry:
You had been dating Harry for about six months now and today he randomly calls you just as you are relaxing after just returning from a long day at work.
"Y/N, would you mind going to the pharmacy for me and picking up some lozenges? My throats been a bit scratchy," Harry asked with an exaggerated cough over the phone.
"Babe it’s nearly dark out, besides whatever you need I’m sure you can get on your way home," you argue, wondering why he would ask for such a ridiculous request.
"It will be closed before I’m home. Please babe it’s right across the street," Harry whined. You could picture him pulling that puppy dog face with those big green eyes and you couldn’t resist the Styles charm.
"Fine," you groan, "But only because I lov-" You stop yourself. You aren’t sure if Harry felt the same way, and you don’t want to ruin the entire relationship by moving too fast. "I’m um, I’m leaving now okay bye," you say nervously and press end. You grab your purse and cross the street to the familiar store on the corner. When you open the door, the lights are dim and there is no one occupying the cash register. Having sworn you’ve seen this in some horror flick, you speedily make your way to find what he needed. As you reach up to get the medicine, a hand on your arm causes you to scream and knock over several things.
"Babe it’s just me," Harry’s deep voice chuckles. You spin around and face the smiling culprit (who looked pretty good).
"Harry what the fuck? I nearly wet myself!" You fuss as you attempt to steady your heartbeat. "What are you doing here?" Harry grins and holds out his hand to you. Trying not to smile you comply and he leads you to the third aisle, the one where you’d met him almost six months ago. This time though, there are fairy lights strewn across the aisle and rose petals on the floor.
"Harry what are you doing," you ask as your voice begins to shake. He still keeps a strong hold of your hand.
"Y/N I don’t really know how to do this. I have never really, um, felt this way about anyone. I brought you here to the place we met because I um, I love you. I love you so much," He pauses waiting for your answer as your mouth hangs open in a desperate struggle to form the words you’d been dying to say. "I hope this isn’t too soon. Is this too much? I haven’t made an absolute idiot of myself have I?"
"Harry," you barely get out while your heart is racing so fast you can hear the sound of it beating ringing in your ears, "you did all of this just to tell me you loved me?" He nods sheepishly and looks at you with his big green eyes. "How could I not love you?" Harry pulls your face up to his and your lips meet in a sweet kiss.
"So do you still need lozenges," you smile and Harry laughs spinning you around in a tight hug.
Liam:
You and your boyfriend Liam are spending one last night together before he has to go on a six month tour around America. As much as you know that it’s his job and it’s for his fans, you can’t help for feel sick to your stomach from the thought of him not being there.
"You may need it," you whine along with your best puppy dog face as Liam refuses to bring his favorite jumper, which you bought him for Christmas.
"It’s summer there Y/N," Liam smiles, ignoring your request. Your smile drops wishing that he would just go along with it. You know it’s ridiculous but every time you’d see him in that jumper it would comfort you to know that you’re there with him somehow.
"What if the hotel room is cold?" You fire out a random excuse as your lipp begins to quiver.
"It probably won’t be babe. If I need to I will just buy one," Liam argues, "Besides, I don’t see why you’re so obsessed with me bringing this old thing." Your eyes begin to water so you stand up to leave, not wanting Liam to see you cry.
