Liam
”Babe, I’m home!” I say when I walk in from the front door. But I don’t hear an answer. She should be home. It’s her day-off. I drop the keys on the table next to the door and start to look for my girl. I walk through the entire downstairs without finding her. ”Perhaps she is upstairs..” I mutter to myself ”you can’t always hear a door opening from there”. Finally I find her from the laundry room ironing the laundry. And I also find the reason why she didn’t hear me. She is listening to music from her headphones. Y/N is standing her back to the doorway so she doesn’t see me. I stay in the doorway watching her. It’s quite funny to follow her doings, like now. She sings a line from here and there and dances a bit in rhythm as she irons the laundry. I just smile at my view! There isn’t anything better. Looks like song in her player changes because she starts to dance a little bit faster than earlier. Then she sings couple of the first lines of the song: ”Oh I just wanna take you anywhere that you like/ We can go out any day any night/ Baby I’ll take you there, take you there/Baby I’ll take you there, yeah”. She gets so excited about the song that she is dancing and singing more than ironing. I can’t do anything else than laugh and smile. She makes a twirl and catches me smiling. First she is confused and then her face changes to an angry expression. ”How long you have been watching me?” she asks dropping her headphones down and crossing her arms on her chest. ”A while. But not long! I was looking for you downstairs first.” I smirk to her ”You are so cute to watch!”. She snorts and turns back to ironing the laundry still a bit mad at me. ”Hey! I’m sorry, but you do look cute and beautiful, and gorgeous, and you are a great dancer! And you sang ”Kiss You” very well” I walk closer and place my hands on her waist and a kiss on her neck. I meant every single word that I said.
Louis
The strong bass of our living room’s stereo is the first thing that I hear when I step in. Y/N is cleaning the house and this energetic music helps her with that. She gets the flow feeling from it and she literally dances through the house cleaning it at the same time. A triumphant smile spreads on my face. This time I will catch her listening to our music! A few weeks ago she was listening to music through her headphones and humming songs same time. I’m hundred procent sure that at least one was our song even if she didn’t admit anything when I asked about it. After that I have been trying to catch her and she knows it so this has become our funny little game. And today I’m going to finally win! I close the door as quietly as I can and stay in the hallway. It’s nerve-racking to just wait. But I don’t need to wait long. Two songs later I hear the familiar beat and Liam’s voice in seconds: ”Hey girl, I’m waitin’ on ya, I’m waitin’ on ya”. I run to living room and jump in shouting ”BUSTED!”. I lift my hand in the air and start to celebrite my victory. My girl is dancing middle of the floor and singing along the song. ”Looks like it” she flashes her beautiful smile to me and keeps up dancing. ”I did know that there is a little directioner inside you.” I smirk as I approach her dancing same time. ”Just a little one” she giggles back. We do all the same dance moves than I do at every concert with the other lads. The row and everything. The smile doesn’t fade at her face. It grows even bigger when I take her hand to lead her to a twirl. We dance the rest of the song with me placing one hand on her hips and holding her hand with my other. As the song ends I press a soft kiss on her lips. ”I think I deserve an award for winning our little game, what you think?”. ”Maybe. But first I have to finish the cleaning. And you are going to help with it!” she pokes quickly to my stomach and escapes from my hands. She runs out of the living room and I run out too, chasing her.
Harry
”This is just so hard…” my girl is sobbing again ”being on the other side of the world than you”. ”I know..” I reply sadly. ”But the tour ends soon and then I will be all yours!” I try to cheer her up. ”Yeah… But I really should go now that I won’t be late from work..” she says. ”That’s probably true. And I should go to sleep. Have a great day at work, babe!”. I wish to her before hanging up. I didn’t sleep well that night. I just kept tossing and turning in bed. Only thing what I think was Y/N alone at home and how heavy-hearted she is. This huge world tour has been very tough to both of us. I haven’t even been able to bring her to tour with me because she didn’t get holiday from work. I want to make her happy again. Maybe I should stop by there. We have a little break in a few days. I know it isn’t easy to fly from North America to Europe only for a couple of days but if it makes her happier, I’m ready to give it a shot. Couple of days later I’m standing behind our home’s front door. I take a deep breath and open the door with the key. The house is completely silent, I don’t hear anything. I close the door and start to wander around downstairs. When I reach the stairs up I hear quiet music. It’s probably coming from our bedroom. I’m not sure so I walk up to figure it out. I open the bedroom’s door and find my babe sitting on the floor listening to music from her player and singing quietly along with it. She has tear stains on her face. Then I recognize the song. It’s ”Fireproof”. She lifts her head to see who came in. ”Harry?!” she exclaims confused. ”Hey!” I smile to her as she throws herself in my arms and hugs me tightly. I place kisses on her head, temples, cheeks and finally a passionate one on her lips. ”What are you doing here?” she manages to ask. ”I wanted to surprise you. And cheer you up”. A smile appears on her face at last. The smile which I have missed. I wipe the tear stains off her face while I ask about her song choice. ”Well… I just wanted to hear your voice. Your voice when you aren’t able to speak on the phone. It feels like you were here. It brings a little comfort.”
Zayn
I wake up from my nap. ”Whoa, how long did I sleep?” I mutter to myself while I look at a clock on the nightstand. It’s almost 6pm. I decided to rest my eyes about three hours ago. Y/N has got off at 4 so she should be home. Why didn’t she wake me up? I walk downstairs still rubbing my sleepy eyes. Next to stairs is a doorway to living room and I look in when I’m about to walk pass it. And there she is. Sitting on the floor in a quite uncomfortable position in front of the couch. She is focusing on to something and listening to peaceful music. She has knitted her eyebrows together and her tongue is between her teeth. I stay at the doorframe looking at her and how cute she looks right now. I smile to scene in front of me. She is so drifted in her work that she still hasn’t noticed me although I have stood here for a while now. And I still don’t know what my babe is working on. The song chances to another one. As the new song begins she starts to tap at her foot the rhythm and sing along it. I realize a couple of seconds later that the song is ”Something Great”. She knows the lines pretty well. Soon I sing with her. ”Jesus Christ!” she screams and becomes white as a ghost ”do not scare me like that!”. She hits the stop from her player and just stares at me. ”I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you.” I apologize and sit on the couch behind her”What are you working on?”. Now I see properly what she is doing but I’m not really sure what it is. I haven’t ever seen her doing anything like that. It’s big and probably that’s why she is sitting on the floor instead of the couch. ”It’s okay. Just doing some cross-stitches. When you woke up? Are you hungry? You looked so tired so I didn’t want to wake you up. ” she says under her breath and turns her head to see me. ”Not long ago. And we could eat soon but I want to see how you do that. It doesn’t look easy.” She gives me her gorgeous small smile and continues on the work. ”And it’s okay to listen to our music” I add as I reach to her player to press play.
Niall
I have had a very tiring day at the studio today and I can’t wait to get back home and be able to cuddle my favourite girl in the world. I’m secretly hoping that she has done some kind of a surprise for me. She is great with those things. I park my car to the driveway and head to the front door. First surprise hits me when I open the door. Music is playing very loudly. I recognize the song immediately and I can’t hold my smile. It’s ”Better Than Words”. I toss my keys and jacket in the hallway and walk towards the kitchen where the music is coming. I reach the doorway of the kitchen and the scenery which I see can’t be better. Y/N is decorating something! And that something looks like a cake. My mouth is watering right away. I start to laugh to the other thing what I see after the cake. Y/N is doing three things at once: singing, dancing and decorating. I don’t know how that is even possible to dance and pipe the whipped cream at the sametime but somehow she manages to keep her hand steady to do the most fantastic decorations on the cake. ”Do not dare to laugh at me, Horan!” she says to me between singing lines, supposedly serious ”Or you won’t get a piece of this!”. She does the final touch on the cake when I wrap my hands around her waist and press a light kiss behind her ear. ”How did you know I had come home? There isn’t possibilities that you heard the door when the music is so loud. A great song choice, by the way! And what is in that cake?” I whisper to her ear laughing the two last sentences. ”Well, I did see when you pulled on the driveway, silly” my babe giggles back ”it’s white chocolate cheesecake with whipped cream decorations and blueberries.” She picks the cake proudly from the table and snakes out of my grib to put the cake to the fridge. ”It looks so delicious! You are the best baker in the world!” I say with a huge smile on my face. I take her hand and dance her through the final seconds of the song.
