Harry: ‘Harry, look’ You whisper pointing at his car that’s parked on the car park. Harry stares outside and sighs when he sees the guy with a big camera next to his car. You’re in LA with him and buying some groceries for today’s lunch. ‘I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m sorry we can’t go grocery shopping like a normal couple.’ He whispers pressing a kiss on top of your head. You shrug. ‘Let’s get it over with.’ Harry grabs your hand and holds the bag with groceries in his other hand. ‘HARRY!! OVER HERE!’ The pap screams running up to you and Harry. ‘Can you guy kiss each other? Or at least smile? Ya know make it look like you’re having fun?’ The pap asks as his camera keeps flashing. ‘That’s enough, man! You have your picture. Can you please leave us alone now?’ Harry asks as he lets go of your hand to open the boot of the car. ‘Is it true you guys are getting married next month?’ The pap asks totally ignoring Harry. You look at Harry and the both of you start laughing. ‘Is that a yes? Do I have a scoop? Where’s your engagement ring? ’ The pap asks following you to the passenger seat. ‘Goodbye!’ You say as you close the car door. ‘Harry! Are you and Y/N really getting married??’ The pap runs over to Harry’s side of the car and you can hear the desperation in his voice. ‘Have a nice day, man!’ Harry cheers closing his door. ‘I’m starting to like this.’ You giggle as Harry drives off leaving the pap behind in confusion.
Liam: The door opens up and you get blinded by what feels like a million cameras flashing. ‘Liam, where are you?’ You ask touching around trying to find your boyfriend. ‘Here, babe.’ Liam answers grabbing your hand. You and Liam have been clubbing at his favourite club and after a long night it’s time to go home. With your other hand you grab Liam’s arm and cling on to him. ‘Liam, who’s that girl you’re with?’ – ‘Liam, can you look over here?’ – Liam, when can we expect a new single?’ – Liam, are you happy?’ A million questions come flying his way as you close your eyes trying to prevent yourself from going blind. ‘We’re there.’ Liam says letting go of your hand so you can get into the taxi. You open your eyes and step into the taxi. ‘Remind me not to drink so much next time.’ You say as Liam sits down next to you in the back of the taxi. ‘Is my baby a little drunk?’ Liam giggles placing his hand on your thigh. You nod and are about to kiss Liam when you feel a camera next to your head. ‘GO ON THEN! KISS HIM.’ The pap screams in the doorway of the car. ‘How dare you open up this door?’ Liam yells pushing the pap away from you. ‘Fuck off!’ Liam closes the car door and locks it. ‘Where were we?’ Liam asks with a smirk.
Louis: ‘Enjoy your purchases.’ The cashier says as she hands you your bag. You’re shopping with Louis and made a cheeky little purchase at Victoria’s Secret. ‘Thank you!’ You smile at the lady behind the counter and turn to Louis. ‘What’s wrong? You changed your mind? Should I go back and buy the red bra?’ You ask when you see the frown on his face. ‘No, the bra is fine. But there are a few paps waiting outside.’ Louis whispers pointing at the window. ‘We can wait, but I’m afraid they won’t leave until we get out.’ Louis continues. You nod and brush a hand through your hair. Louis grabs your hand and together you walk out of the store onto the street. ‘Yo, Louis! How are you man?’ One of the paps ask Louis as he walks up to you. ‘Wanna show us what you bought, Y/N?’ Another asks you. You try to ignore them but when you reach the car you can hear one of the paps singing. ‘Tonight let’s get some and live while we’re young!’ You look at Louis who sits next to you. ‘You’re totally gonna get some tonight innit Louis?’ The pap continues. Louis waves at the pap and starts the car. ‘O my god! Next time I’ll just buy my bras online!’ You say hiding your face behind your hand.
Niall: ‘Niall, look out!’ You yell as a guy with a big camera shows up in front of the car. Niall hits the brakes and the car stops just in time. ‘What a bunch of idiots!’ Niall yells slapping his hand on the steering wheel. ‘I’ll just park the car over here and we’ll walk to the restaurant.’ Niall mutters, reverse parking his car into a parking spot. ‘There probably isn’t a parking space in front of the restaurant anyway.’ You respond as you look out the window and feel anxious when you see all those people gathered around the car. ‘I’ll hold the door for you.’ Niall makes his way through a bunch of paparazzi’s over to your side of the car and opens up the door. You grab his hand and let Niall help you get out of the car. People are streaming and lights keep flashing like crazy as you and Niall start making your way to the restaurant. ‘Are you as scared as I am?’ You whisper to Niall who squeezes your hand like it’s his personal stress ball. ‘You have no idea.’ He answers trying to push away a pap that’s getting too close for comfort. ‘We’re almost there.’ You say as you take the last few steps to the door. The doorman opens up the door and you and Niall both breathe out a sigh of relief. ‘Aaaah it smells so good in here! I’m hungry!’ Niall says, completely forgetting what just happened and totally focused on what matters the most, FOOD!
Zayn: It’s the day of the screening of the Where We Are concert film. The film is long finished, but the after party is only just getting started. ‘You look beautiful, babe!’ Zayn whispers in your ear. ‘Look who’s talking!’ You reply as you play with his tie. ‘Aren’t youuu the mowst beau-ti-ful girl at this paaartyy tonight!’ You look up and stare at a pap who seems drunker than your uncle at his last birthday party. ‘I think you had a few too many already, man.’ Zayn says to the pap who finishes his beer and puts his empty glass on one of the tables. ‘Nah, man! I’m just enjoying life and the view of this beauty!’ The pap replies as he focuses his camera on your chest. ‘Bro, fuck off!’ Zayn yells pushing away the camera. ‘Don’t touch me, asshole!’ The pap screams as he pushes Zayn away from him. Zayn tries really hard to keep his balance, clenches his fist and is about to throw a punch at the pap when you grab his arm. ‘Zayn! He isn’t worth it!’ You yell, holding onto his arm as if your life depends on it. ‘He’s a filthy animal.’ Zayn replies, realising a lot of people gathered around to see what’s going on. ‘He’s drunk, Zayn. And above that, you know better.’ You say trying to calm him down. ‘You’re right.’ Zayn says before taking you in a tight embrace. ‘Can you get him out of here?’ Zayn asks one of the guards who comes running to the scene. ‘I’m proud of you.’ You whisper in his ear as you feel how he relaxes.
